Chapter 300： 282: Turbulence, protect Song Hua with life!

Chapter 300 282: Turbulence, protect Song Jing with life!

Mrs. Song just listened.

There was no expression on his face.

did not agree, nor veto.

One can't guess what she was thinking.

Si Yue frowned slightly.

She thought that after she made this suggestion, Mrs. Song would immediately leave for three knees and one worship to go to Jiulong Temple to pray for Song Yu.

Unexpectedly, Mrs. Song hesitated.

People are really selfish.

Even if the other party is his own granddaughter.

This old thing is too greedy for life and fear of death.

Si Yue's eyes were full of sarcasm, she picked up the lunch box on the side, and filled a bowl of green vegetable yam porridge from it.

"Grandma Song, anyway, you have something to eat first."

"Well." Mrs. Song took the lunch box.

It may be that Mrs. Song was in a bad mood and had no appetite, so dinner was relatively light.

Green vegetable yam porridge and two pieces of millet cake, and a small plate of appetizers.

Mrs. Song sat down and slowly drank porridge and pickles.

Before Si Yue returned to the intensive care unit, Song Xiuwei was talking to Li Yan, Yun Shiyao and Zhou Zi.

"Children, it's really hard for you today! There's an exam tomorrow, and I arranged for a driver to take you back to school. It's alright to have your aunt and me here."

Li Yan said: "Uncle, why don't the four of us take turns to accompany you and auntie here tonight."

Song Po is seriously ill.

Leaving Song Xiuwei and Zheng Mei, as well as the elderly Mrs. Song, they are really worried.

Song Xiuwei squeezed out a smile, "It's alright, the two older brothers will be arriving soon. Children, your uncles and aunts have received your wishes. If you are really worried, you can come and see her after the exam tomorrow."

Zhou Zi continued: "Uncle, don't worry about you, auntie and grandma, 婳婳 will be fine."

Yun Shiyao, who has always spoken very little, also continued, "Xiao Zi is right, the people are so good, miracles will definitely happen."

Miracle?

Hearing this sentence, Si Yue's mouth curved into a mocking arc.

If miracles are really that easy to happen, it would not be called a miracle.

This time.

Song 婳 is dead.

This is her retribution.

Although she thought so in her heart, Si Yue didn't show it. Instead, she trotted to the front of a few people, looked at Song Xiuwei and said, "Uncle, Gu Hua will be alright! We are all waiting for Gu Hua to get better. !"

"Yes." Song Xiuwei nodded and sent the four to the hospital door.

watched the four get into the car before turning around and returning to the hospital.

Back at the hospital, Song Xiuwei came to Zheng Mei's ward.

The doctor just came out of the room.

Song Xiuwei walked up to the doctor, "Doctor, how is my wife?"

"Don't worry, Mr. Song, Mrs. Song's health is not a big problem, just a little anxious." Having said that, the doctor sighed and said with relief: "Mr. Song, now all the top experts in our hospital are customizing for Miss Song. The plan, I believe, Miss Song will definitely get better."

"Thank you."

The meeting room on the 23rd floor of the hospital.

Dean sat in front of the conference table, his face was not very good-looking.

After a while, Doctor Hu said: "President, Miss Song's current situation is very unoptimistic. Unless... unless you can ask a genius doctor to ask, or else."

Please come to Suqian?

how can that be?

The magician is known to be able to heal the dead and the bones.

pity.

Shenlong sees the tail but not the head.

It is impossible for ordinary people to see her.

Hearing this, the dean frowned slightly, "Do you have any other plans?"

"Miss Song's main problem now is that she can't find the cause." Professor Li said.

If there is no cause, there is no cure for it.

Since there is no way to prescribe the right medicine, what is the solution?

Professor Wang said: "I heard that Mr. Su Wen has a very proud disciple named Na Tuyuan. If he can contact that Mr., it may help Miss Song's situation."

Dean    finalized the plan, "Then use all connections to contact Mr. Song. I will also communicate with Mr. Song here."

The Song family has monstrous power in the capital.

It shouldn't be difficult to find someone.

But the difficulty is that this person is Mr. Su Wen's apprentice.

Mr. Su Wen is a master of the world.

Her apprentice is no ordinary person either.

the other side.

After dinner.

Mrs. Song came to the intensive care unit.

She was leaning on a cane, just looking inside through a thick layer of glass.

Song Jing was still lying on the hospital bed.

His face was very pale.

If the heart rate monitor on the side was not still beating, almost no one would have noticed that this person still had vital signs.

At the door of the intensive care unit, a cat and a dog are sitting on the left and the right.

is like a gatekeeper.

Seeing Mrs. Song coming over, Baozi lowered his head, walked in front of her, and whimpered a few times.

Like a wounded child.

Mrs. Song bent down and patted Baozi's head, and said with a smile, "It's all right, Baozi, I am blessed with a lot of luck, and I will definitely be able to pass this test smoothly."

"Wang."

Steamed Bun called out, as if to echo old lady Song's words.

In fact, it understands everything.

It's just a dumb kid who can't speak.

Since Song Jing was sent to the hospital, the steamed buns and steamed buns stopped eating. Even if they were stuffed into their mouths, they would still spit them out immediately.

"Good." Mrs. Song touched the bun's head and took out the dog food, "Let's have a bite, shall we?"

Steamed Bun took a sip, and went to the door of the intensive care unit to sit down.

When walking, I accidentally stepped on the tail of the steamed bun.

When    is changed to normal, this action is no different from touching a tiger's butt.

But today, the steamed buns didn't even return the head.

The two of them just sat side by side in front of the door, staring at Song Yu inside.

Looking at these two furry children, the emotions that Mrs. Song managed to control, were on the verge of collapse.

It is said that small animals are the most human.

Is it

Do not.

Will not.

Song 婳 will be all right.

This child's life is too hard.

I was deliberately carried away since I was a child. After a lot of hardships, I finally returned home. I haven't lived in peace for two days, and I am seriously ill again.

Mrs. Song covered her mouth, trembling all over her body.

She tried her best to hold back her tears.

"mom."

At this moment, Song Xiuwei's voice sounded in the air.

Mrs. Song looked back.

is just one day.

Song Xiuwei seems to be more than ten years old, his face is full of vicissitudes, his daughter is lying in the intensive care unit, but as a father, he can do nothing, he can only watch his daughter's situation become dangerous little by little.

This is a huge blow for a father.

But in front of Mrs. Song, he couldn't show too much sadness.

The old lady is getting old.

Where can it stand the toss.

Mrs. Song looked at Song Xiuwei, thinking that she couldn't show too much sadness in front of her son. As a mother, she couldn't hold her back. At this time, she had to be the strongest backing for her son.

Mrs. Song took a deep breath and looked at Song Xiuwei with a smile, "A Mei is all right?"

"It's nothing major, you don't have to worry," Song Xiuwei then asked, "Have you eaten yet?"

"I've eaten it." Mrs. Song nodded, and then asked, "What about Bo Chen and Bo Yuan? When will you be back?"

"It's on the way, and it is said that it will be there in half an hour." Song Xiuwei continued: "Mom, I'll let the driver take you home to rest first. I'll be here at the hospital."

After the words fell, Song Xiuwei said again: "Xiu Wei and Xiu Wei are also on their way."

"Okay, then I'll go back first." Speaking of which, Mrs. Song seemed to have thought of something, and then said, "I'm going to Jiulong Temple tomorrow to pray for the blessings, maybe I'll come later."

"I'll ask Ah Mei to accompany you." Song Xiuwei said.

"No," said Mrs. Song, pretending to be relaxed, "don't forget, your mother and I have been on the battlefield before."

Zheng Mei can't even take care of herself now, how can she take care of her?

"Okay, you pay attention to safety."

Before she left, Mrs. Song looked back at Song Yu who was lying on the hospital bed, "Xiuwei, I'll go back first. If there is any situation here, please notify me."

"OK."

Song Xiuwei took Mrs. Song to the door of the hospital and told the driver to drive carefully.

Watching the car disappear into the distance, Song Xiuwei took out the cigarette in his pocket, took out the lighter, and lit the cigarette.

A big man of 1.89 meters, just squatting in the corner of the hospital entrance, smoking a cigarette.

The figure is lonely.

about ten minutes or so.

Song Xiuwei sorted out his emotions and walked to the hospital.

"Mr. Song."

At this moment, the dean came over.

"President Liu." Song Xiuwei stopped and looked at the dean.

The dean continued: "Mr. Song, Miss Song's condition is really strange. Now, only one person can diagnose Miss Song's condition."

Before he could finish his sentence, Song Xiuwei hurriedly interrupted him, "Who?"

"As long as this person can save 婳婳, I am willing to go bankrupt!"

Don't say bankruptcy.

He could even trade his own life for Song Jing's.

Dean understood Song Xiuwei's mood very well, "It's Tuyuan, the apprentice of the genius doctor Suwen."

That primitive.

Song Xiuwei has also heard of this person.

but

It is said that the figure element is very similar to the character of the genius doctor Su Wen.

is somewhat withdrawn.

often do some unexpected things.

For example, go to the virgin forest alone and live for three days and five days.

It is not easy to find that primitive.

After the words fell, the dean continued: "That Tuyuan is Mr. Suwen's most proud disciple, and he also has the true inheritance of Mr. Suwen. I believe that as long as that Tuyuan is found, then Miss Song will definitely be saved."

"Thank you, Dean, I'll find a way right away."

Even if he did everything he could, he would still find that primitive.

"Yes." The dean nodded.

After saying goodbye to the dean, Song Xiuwei asked his assistant to issue a reward of ten million yuan.

As long as someone can help him find that graphic element, a reward of 10 million will be offered.

Provide a reward of one million for clues related to that primitive.

"dad!"

At this moment, Song Bochen and Song Boyuan hurried in from the door.

"Bochen, Boyuan."

Seeing his sons come back, Song Xiuwei breathed a sigh of relief.

"Where is the little girl now?"

Song Xiuwei replied, "In the intensive care unit."

ICU.

Hearing this answer, the brothers were immediately stunned.

Although they knew that Song Yu was very ill.

But they never imagined that they would be admitted to the intensive care unit.

boom.

Song Bochen's cell phone fell directly to the ground, and then quickly ran towards the intensive care unit.

I can't even pick up my phone.

Song Bochen also quickly caught up in Song Bochen's footsteps.

soon.

The brothers arrived at the door of the intensive care unit.

DiDiDi——

The sound of medical equipment and the pungent smell of disinfectant filled the air.

"婳婳!"

Song Boyuan couldn't accept this fact, his footsteps softened and he almost fainted.

Fortunately, he held onto the wall in time.

It didn't fall down.

Song Bochen didn't dare to accept this fact, so he walked up to Song Xiuwei, "Dad, what's going on here? Did the doctor say what kind of disease is it?"

Before he left home, Song Jing was still alive and kicking.

Because this business trip will be long, he doesn't know if he can come back before the new year. Song Yu also specially instructed him to come back before the first day of the new year.

Because Mrs. Song made an appointment with the photographer.

In the early morning of the first day of the new year, let the photographer come to take pictures.

Available now.

He came back, but Song Jing was lying in the intensive care unit.

Song Xiuwei's head turned white almost overnight, "At the beginning, she just had a cold and a fever, but for some reason, after a night passed, she fell into a coma. Now the doctor can't diagnose the cause, so she can't operate on her."

Having said this, Song Xiuwei continued: "But the dean wants to say that the apprentice of the genius doctor Su Wen's Tu Yuan can cure the 婳婳. I have now issued a reward order."

"That primitive?"

Hearing the name, Song Boyuan immediately came over, "I have a friend who seems to know him!"

Hearing the words, Song Xiuwei's eyes suddenly lit up, "Really?"

Song Boyuan immediately took out his phone, "I'll contact my friend right away."

But it’s a pity.

My friend has not contacted that element for a long time.

During the practice time of Tuyuan, in order to avoid external interference, he did not bring a mobile phone.

Song Boyuan continued: "Li Hao, do you know anyone else who knows Tuyuan? My sister is in critical condition, please! As long as you can help me get in touch with Tuyuan, I will definitely thank you!"

"Brother, don't worry, your sister is my sister, I will contact you immediately, you wait for my news."

"OK, thanks."

Song Bochen is also using all the relationship networks to contact that Tuyuan.

The night passed quickly.

The next morning.

Other relatives of the Song family also rushed to the hospital.

Chu Liangyu sat in front of the hospital bed, comforting Zheng Mei, "Sister-in-law, you must hold on now, what if you wake up and can't see you?"

Zhao Ping nodded, "Second sister-in-law is right. Sister-in-law, your most important task right now is to take care of yourself, and you can't let Xiaoma worry about you."

Zheng Mei's mentality has completely collapsed, and she cried: "My Yanyan is so pitiful, she was taken to the orphanage when she was so young, and she didn't have a good life at her adoptive parents' house. At a young age, he was pushed onto the operating table and had his liver cut off."

"It's all my fault, I didn't take good care of Yanyan, I should be damned."

Chu Liangyu couldn't hold back, turned her head away, and wiped the tears from her eyes.

Song 婳 was supposed to be the little princess in the palm of the hand held by the Song family.

But this happened.

This kid is really not easy.

Zhao Ping patted Zheng Mei's back, "sister-in-law, you believe me. Hua Hua will be fine. She is lying on the hospital bed now. What you need most is your concern. At this time, you must be strong and give Come on, cheer up."

"Sister-in-law, if even you are down, how can you let 婳婳 hold on?"

This sentence is like a stick, which directly hit Zheng Mei hard.

Drinking it in the head.

also instantly awake.

right.

Zhao Ping is right.

She has to be strong.

She wants to meet Song Jing in the best possible state.

Zheng Mei immediately sat up from the hospital bed, "Xiao Ping, I'm hungry."

She wants to eat.

She couldn't let Song Jing worry about herself.

Hearing this, Zhao Ping smiled with relief, and immediately ordered the servants to prepare meals for Zheng Mei.

Zheng Mae got up and washed up.

Soon, she had a new look.

Zhao Ping and Chu Liangyu looked at each other, and both saw a relieved look in each other's eyes.

They are really afraid that Zheng Mei will never recover.

By that time, Song Wei will be healed, but Zheng Mei has fallen.

7:40 in the morning.

Yu Tingzhi came out of the airport on time.

He wasn't even ready to salute, he took out his phone and turned off airplane mode.

Messages keep popping up on WeChat.

was replied by Yun Shiyao.

【Mr. Yu, something happened to 婳! 】

Seeing this news, Yu Tingzhi frowned.

He didn't have time to read other messages, so he dialed the voice call directly.

Yun Shiyao was on his way to the hospital by car with Zhou Zi, Li Nan and Si Yue.

"The condition of 婳婳 is not very good, and now she is really in the capital hospital."

"ICU."

After listening to this sentence.

Yu Tingzhi couldn't care about anything.

Pull your legs and run.

The car is waiting outside.

Seeing him come out, the assistant immediately opened the rear door, "Sir."

"Go to Jingcheng Hospital, hurry up!"

very cold voice.

The driver was stunned, and saw a picture of facial features wrapped in wind and frost in the rearview mirror.

His face was clearly expressionless.

But people don't dare to take a second look.

The driver stepped on the accelerator directly.

Boom--

A loud noise came from the engine.

It takes an hour and a half to go from the airport to the Jingcheng Hospital, which forced the driver to shorten it to half an hour.

got out of the car.

Yu Tingzhi went straight to Jingcheng Hospital.

He did not go directly to the intensive care unit.

instead went to the dean's office.

at the same time.

Intensive care unit door.

Li Nan, Yun Shiyao, Zhou Zi and Si Yue have already arrived.

Song Jing is still the same.

Lying on a hospital bed.

Si Yue noticed that the Song family's relatives were basically all there.

Only one person is missing.

Mrs. Song.

Si Yue squinted her eyes without a trace.

"Dad," At this moment, Song Bochen trotted over, "I have something to tell you."

The man has handsome features and a slender figure, just like the boss who came out of TV.

This is Song Yu's eldest brother.

Song Bochen.

Si Yue was seeing Song Bochen for the first time.

I felt even more that Song Yu deserved it.

Song Jing kept saying that she regarded herself as a good friend and a good sister, but she never mentioned that she should match her with Song Bochen.

Song Bochen is thirty years old, of marriageable age.

And she just went to college.

She is just right for Song Bochen.

Although Song Bochen and Mr. Bai are two types of people, as long as Song Bochen is willing to match and Song Bochen is sincere, it is not impossible for her and Song Bochen.

But what about Song Yu?

What did Song Yu do?

Song Po did nothing.

During her miscarriage, loneliness and almost depression, Song Yu only comforted herself verbally, and she would definitely find her own happiness in the future.

Song 婳 has never done any actual action.

If Song Jing introduced Song Bochen to her earlier, maybe, maybe she wouldn't like Mr. Bai.

After all, this kind of thing love is not clear.

And Song Bochen also just grew up in her aesthetics.

Right.

With her status, how could she be worthy of the Song family?

Thinking of this, Si Yue's eyes were full of sarcasm.

"Uncle and aunt." At this moment, a figure of Xiu Ting came from not far away. He walked directly to Song Xiuwei and Zheng Mei and stopped, "I am Yu Tingzhi."

Yu Tingzhi.

Looking at the mature and steady man in front of him, Song Xiuwei and Zheng Mei were stunned for a while, but they didn't react for a long time.

Neither of them thought that they would meet Yu Tingzhi under such circumstances.

"Hello, I'm Pea's father." Song Xiuwei looked at Yu Tingzhi.

Yu Tingzhi bowed slightly to the two of them, "Uncle, Auntie, I'm sorry I'm late! I already understand everything about the situation. Please rest assured, I will definitely bring that Tuyuan over as soon as possible. "

heard this.

Si Yue almost laughed.

Can Yu Tingzhi invite that figure over?

What is Yu Tingzhi?

Because he is a famous waste in Jiangcheng?

I really thought that Tuyuan was some unknown cat and dog?

is ridiculous.

After the words fell, Yu Tingzhi continued: "Please take good care of your uncle and aunt during this time, and wait for me to come back."

After saying this, Yu Tingzhi turned around and left.

After walking a few steps, he stopped and looked back at Song Jing who was lying in the ICU.

"婳婳, you must wait for me to come back."

It was only a few seconds before Yu Tingzhi walked forward, hurriedly.

Without further ado.

He has to find the primitive right away.

This is Song Yu's last hope.

Looking at Yu Tingzhi's back, everyone was a little stunned.

Chu Liangyu came over at this time, "Who is the one who just came?"

She is also from Jiangcheng, so she naturally knows Yu Tingzhi's name.

But she never met Yu Tingzhi.

The young man just now, in a suit and leather shoes, with a dignified air, is not an ordinary person at first glance.

How could he be Yu Tingzhi!

must have heard it wrong.

"It's Yu Tingzhi, Yu Tingzhi's boyfriend." Song Xiuwei said.

Knowing that Song Wei was very satisfied with this boyfriend, Song Xiuwei would not maliciously belittle him, nor would he deny Yu Tingzhi's identity.

Yu Tingzhi can come here at this time and make a promise, which means that he is not a man without responsibility.

He is more trustworthy than any man.

first meet.

Song Xiuwei was quite satisfied with Yu Tingzhi's first impression.

Hearing this, Chu Liangyu was a little surprised.

She really did not expect that the rumored trash actually had such a skin.

is surprising.

What was even more surprising was that Yu Tingzhi actually said that he wanted to bring back the image element.

That Tuyuan was someone who had exhausted the entire Song Family and couldn't find it. Can Yu Tingzhi find that Tuyuan easily?

How to see this, how unrealistic!

"This boyfriend is a little unreliable," Song Xiuwei came over at this time, "Too arrogant!"

A person who the entire Song family could not find.

But Yu Tingzhi made a promise easily.

He does things without considering the consequences.

Did he ever think that if he couldn't find the Tuyuan, what would he use to deal with the Song family?

Such people.

Typically this mountain looks high on that mountain.

Song Jing is so good, she suits better, and should not stop at that primitive.

Song Xiuwei didn't like the kind of people who were not strong enough to be brave.

Song Xiuwei said: "Young people, as long as you have this heart!"

In fact, Song Xiuwei never pinned his hopes on Yu Tingzhi.

For him, the most commendable thing is the quality of Yu Tingzhi.

As the old saying.

Husbands and wives are like birds in the same forest.

Song Yu and Yu Tingzhi are not husband and wife yet, so he can stay together, which shows that Song Yu is not wrong.

Song Xiuwei didn't say anything more.

In the current situation, Song Yu's condition is the most important.

Other things have to be left behind.

the other side.

The old lady Song was wearing plain clothes, walking on the road leading to Jiulong Temple.

Three kneels and one bow.

Posture is very standard.

Kneeled down and muttered in his mouth, "I ask the Bodhisattva to bless me with peace and prosperity. I believe that the girl is willing to exchange her life for her life."

She is very religious.

Kneeling in three steps.

Nine steps and one bow.

Don't miss a step.

soon attracted attention on the road.

Someone stepped forward to persuade, "Old man, you are so old, you can't bear it like this!"

Mrs. Song turned a deaf ear.

was still kneeling down reverently.

Although her steps were trembling a little, and blood was oozing from her forehead because of her kneeling, she still did not flinch.

"Alas, it's really not easy for the old man."

"It must have been difficult, or else he would not kneel and bow three times. Either the old man was repaying his vow, or he was praying for his family."

Someone also took out their mobile phone and recorded the back of Mrs. Song.

The cold wind is getting stronger.

Soon, snowflakes floated in the air.

There are fewer and fewer people on the road.

But Mrs. Song still had no plans to give up.

is still kneeling all the way.

Into the journey of more than 20 kilometers.

She had walked nearly half the distance on her knees, the wind and snow penetrated her clothes and it was very cold.

Biting cold.

's footsteps are also becoming heavy, as if someone is pressing a huge boulder, and every step is like a needle stick.

It hurts.

But as long as she thought that if she could persevere to the end, Song Jing would be able to recover, the old lady Song's pace became easier.

hold onto.

She has to hold on.

She is the best grandma in the world!

The old lady Song looked at the road ahead and said disdainfully, "What kind of road is this? Back then, when I crossed the grass, I walked more than 90 kilometers overnight!"

At that time, it was much more difficult than it is now.

come on.

Shangguan Suihe.

The further you go, the bigger the wind and snow will be.

This road seems to have no end. Old Mrs. Song's physical strength is also exhausted a little bit. She is almost kneeling and crawling forward, climbing three steps, standing up again, and finally kneeling to pray.

The bright red blood stained the white snow.

Mrs. Song didn't know how long she had been crawling, and her legs began to become stiff until she could no longer stand up and could only crawl in the snow.

no.

She has to hold on.

She had to stand up. Old Mrs. Song gritted her teeth and tried her best to stand up from the ground, just when she was about to bend down and kneel down.

boom.

She fell directly into the thick snow.

this moment.

Mrs. Song cried bitterly.

is not too painful.

is not about worrying about yourself.

She felt that her grandmother was useless. Not only did she fail to send her granddaughter to the hospital as soon as she got sick, but she couldn't even do such a small thing well.

Today.

Song Jing was still lying on the hospital bed.

And she was causing trouble for everyone.

She is not a good grandma.

"Shangguan Suihe, you are useless!"

Mrs. Song just fell into the snow like this. Just when she was about to give up, she suddenly thought that she didn't take a family photo with Song Jing.

She can't die.

Even if she died, she would have to endure until she took a family photo.

At this moment, Mrs. Song did not know where the strength came from, but she actually supported her body and climbed up from the snow.

Then kneel for three steps and bow at nine steps.

The wind and snow were getting bigger and bigger, blocking Old Madam Song's progress. Her breathing was getting harder and her movements were getting slower and slower. Her head and body were almost completely covered with white snow.

"It's so cold," Mrs. Song couldn't hold up any strength, so she just fell into the snow, "婳婳, I'm sorry. Grandma may not be able to take a family photo."

She didn't want to die.

She wants to live another ten years.

She felt so greedy.

Or five years?

She wanted to watch Song Jing get married and have children.

She missed Song Jing's childhood, but she didn't want to miss the childhood of her great grandson.

Song 婳's child.

must be as sensible and cute as Song Jing, and she is very beautiful.

pity

She can't see it anymore.

Mrs. Song used her last strength to take out her phone from her pocket and called up a photo taken with Song Yu.

Her granddaughter is simply the most well-behaved, beautiful and filial granddaughter in the world.

Knowing that she is not sleeping well, she will make a sleeping pillow for herself.

When she was in a bad mood, Song Jing would tell jokes to make her happy.

No matter how busy she is, Song Jing will send her messages every day.

can be after.

She no longer receives any messages from Song Jing.

thought of this.

Old Mrs. Song's tears welled up.

The photo then flips back.

is a photo of Song Yu when she was busy cooking instant noodles in the kitchen.

Mrs. Song still remembers what the instant noodles tasted like.

She has never eaten such unpalatable instant noodles.

Thinking about it, Mrs. Song laughed out loud.

This girl.

Probably not suitable for the kitchen by nature.

may be the realization that he is dying.

Mrs. Song opened the memo.

trembling hands, typed a line:

婳婳, my granddaughter, you must be happy.

She still wanted to type the second line, but her fingers became stiff a little bit, and she couldn't move.

at last.

Mrs. Song slowly closed her eyes.

Her eyes seemed to show what Song Jing looked like when she was a child.

3 months.

Song Po will laugh.

5 months.

Song 婳 grew her first baby tooth.

8 months.

Song 婳 will stand up with the help of the bed.

12 months.

Song 婳 is one year old.

It was also at this time that she learned to walk and to call her grandma.

Four years old.

Song 婳 is in kindergarten.

Seven years old.

Graduating from kindergarten, she will change from a child to a primary school student.

Thirteen.

Song Jing graduated from elementary school. In the same year, she officially became a junior high school student from a primary school student.

Eighteen years old.

Song Jing graduated from high school, and she was successfully admitted to Jingzhou University.

became famous in one fell swoop.

Tears of regret flowed from the corners of Mrs. Song's eyes.

She still has many regrets in her life.

I am so reluctant to part with this world.

The snow is getting bigger and bigger.

The snowflakes as big as goose feathers seem to be pouring backwards from the sky.

The snow was getting thicker and thicker, falling on Mrs. Song and covering her.

Xu is the blood connection between mother and child.

Song Xiuwei seemed to sense something. He dialed Mrs. Song, but there was no answer from Mrs. Song. In desperation, he called home and asked Mrs. Song, the servant. Happening.

The servant replied that Mrs. Song went out early in the morning and said that she was going to Jiulong Temple to pray for blessings.

Go to Jiulong Temple to pray.

Even though I heard my mother mention it yesterday, Song Xiuwei faintly sensed something was wrong.

If you go to pray, you won't even be unable to answer the phone.

After    hung up the phone, Song Xiuwei immediately asked someone to contact the abbot of Jiulong Temple, but the reply from Jiulong Temple was that Mrs. Song did not go to Jiulong Temple.

Didn't go to Jiulong Temple?

Where did Mrs. Song go? !

Why doesn't she answer the phone?

right now.

A phone call came in.

is an unfamiliar call with no note number.

Song Xiuwei answered the phone, "Hello, hello."

subconsciously.

He felt that the call had something to do with Mrs. Song.

A voice came from over there, "Hello, is this Mr. Song Xiuwei?"

"Yes, it's me."

"I am Qin Bin, a police officer from the Urban Public Security Bureau. I found it on the roadside after receiving a report from the public."

The rest of the words, Song Xiuwei couldn't listen.

boom.

The phone fell to the ground.

The screen was smashed to pieces.

He landed on his knees and cried out, "Mom!"

To be honest, this chapter was written very depressingly, and I couldn’t control my emotions.

Yinyin has seen Baozi say that there are too many plots about Si Yue, in fact, these are essential plots.

All opinions are accepted.

is making a lunch box for Si Yue.

said, how do you want her to die?

In addition, ask for a ticket~

(end of this chapter)