Chapter 99 Poor Song Chengcheng

Song Kangli couldn't help but rubbed his eyes, looking at the photo in front of him who looked similar to him, with trembling little hands, he looked at his grandson.

"You you... who is this?"

While speaking, even the voice was trembling, the whole body was trembling, not knowing what to do, even the fingers were trembling out of shape, it was too similar, it was too similar.

"Grandpa, this is Meng Nanxi. She seems to be a popular actress recently. They used to slander her, but now it seems that not so many people slander her, is she white?"

Song Chengcheng glanced at the place Song Kangli was pointing at, and spoke slowly.

"Meng Nanxi?"

After reading these three words, it turns out that the surname is Meng?

Song Kangli seemed to be thinking of the past, thinking back then, she seemed to have left the Song family because of a man surnamed Meng?Now it is estimated that the house is full of children and grandchildren, right?I don't know if I will regret it?

How can the surname be Meng?
Song Kangli sighed heavily, why did he see a similar face with the surname "Meng"?
"This person feels that his luck is quite good. Now that he and actor Lu Xingyan have been rumored to be scandalized, I'm afraid they will become popular in the future. Now there is Jason's drama. I think it's a small thing to soar to the sky."

Song Chengcheng flipped through some things about Meng Nanxi at a glance, and there were some content that Meng Nanxi performed before or some new videos or photos attached.

After looking at it for a long time, Song Chengcheng suddenly felt that the star in front of him seemed not bad?

"Look at it, you know how to look at your phone every day, and now you have only chatted with me for a few words, and now you look at your phone again, what's the matter? You like looking at your phone so much?"

Song Kangli looked at Song Chengcheng angrily, his heart was full of resentment.

For so many years, I have lived in such a big house for so long, and no one can talk to me personally.

Finally, his grandson came to see him, and now he was holding a mobile phone. Song Kangli felt that his whole life had become much more boring.

Song Chengcheng: "...."

"Grandpa, why am I holding my phone, didn't you let me see this person? Why is it now my problem again?"

Song Chengcheng almost wanted to roll his eyes.

What did my grandfather think? Didn't he start this matter first?

The more he thought about it, the more he felt aggrieved. Song Chengcheng immediately put down the phone, turned around and went to the living room outside, and happened to see the photo frame next to the TV, which was a photo of grandpa and grandma.

The photos of that era are not very clear, but some outlines can be vaguely seen.

Although this photo has been seen millions of times, but after seeing Meng Nanxi's photo just now, when I look at this photo again, why do I suddenly feel so similar?
Song Chengcheng frowned, took out his mobile phone from his trouser pocket again, clicked on the hot search of the scarf again, and found Meng Nanxi's scarf. After seeing some photos of Meng Nanxi, he suddenly had a bold idea.

The Song family has been looking for someone. Although people in the family have never said it openly, Song Chengcheng knows that they entrust others to look for it every year. Although they don't find it every year, they continue as always.

I firmly feel that as long as I can find that person, no matter how much manpower and material resources it takes.

So, could Meng Nanxi be?

Song Chengcheng was frightened by such a thought, but subconsciously felt that this was also possible.

"Stinky boy, what are you doing? What are you doing with my photo?"

Song Kangli walked over anxiously, grabbed the photo frame, and after getting it, he was very gentle and wiped it carefully, as if the photo frame in front of him was his favorite thing.

"Oh, grandpa, do you think this Meng Nanxi really looks like grandma? Do you think he is the person you are looking for every year?"

Song Chengcheng told his grandfather what he thought, but what he got was a big "brain knock".

"Oh, grandpa, don't hit me, my head will be smashed by you."

Song Chengcheng subconsciously protected his head, but in his heart he resented his grandfather's methods very much.

How can there be such a grandpa who ravages him in various ways from time to time, don't they all say that grandpa likes his grandson very much?Why is his grandfather like this at his house?

Song Chengcheng didn't understand at all, but he didn't need to understand, because his grandfather had already taught him several blows because of his few words.

In the end, with the help of his father, he escaped slowly.

Song's father took Song Chengcheng away directly, and he did not forget to apologize to Song Kangli before leaving, and only started to criticize Song Chengcheng along the way.

"What do you mean you are making grandpa angry again? Don't you know that grandpa is very lonely now? And you are still touching his favorite photo frame. Are you looking for a fight?"

Father Song had a completely helpless expression on his face. While talking and driving, he still didn't forget to look back at his son.

Speaking of this matter, they have nothing to do. Song Kangli is completely reckless. He doesn't want to leave the old house, but he is eager to find a family relationship. Under such circumstances, his temper becomes more and more weird.

"Why, Dad, why do you always start talking about me indiscriminately every time? Obviously, I think there seems to be something wrong. I have been looking for it for so many years, and I didn't tell me what I was looking for. Are you looking for grandma? The same person? I found it."

Song Chengcheng yelled at his father. Although he was a little unconvinced in his heart, he still told his father what he thought.

"This is the person who my grandpa and I feel very much like my grandma today. Don't tell me you haven't thought about going to the entertainment circle after looking for it for so long? This person has been frequently searched recently, and almost everyone knows her."

Putting the photo of Meng Nanxi on the phone in front of Papa Song again, it was a smiling photo with makeup, but it showed all the advantages of Meng Nanxi to the fullest.

"This... this is..."

Father Song stared at the photo in front of him with wide eyes, his lips were trembling, he didn't know what to say, he could only make a likeness, it was too much like it.

"Stinky boy, you go home first, I will requisition this mobile phone first, and I will tell you when I come back."

Father Song didn't even send Song Chengcheng home, he just opened the car door and let him get off. He was already so happy that he was always thinking about this person in his heart.

Meng Nanxi?So it was Meng Nanxi?

Is this person...

Papa Song immediately turned the car around and drove off into the distance, leaving Song Chengcheng alone who had just got out of the car and had his cell phone confiscated.

I saw him rolling his eyes, his face was speechless, and he stood there and stomped his feet: "Dad, why are you still like this! Our home hasn't arrived yet!!"

Song Chengcheng was convinced, he didn't even get home, why not only confiscated his mobile phone, but even his home was not ready to let him in?Is this still my father?

The more I thought about it, the more I felt wronged, and Song's father over there had already left, so Song Chengcheng had to walk home and immediately complained to his mother.

It's a pity that as soon as I opened the door, I saw my mother leaving in a hurry, and didn't even see him coming back, leaving alone the gusts of wind passing by him...

Song Chengcheng: "...."

So he deserves to be their child?
Are these still parents?

(End of this chapter)

Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like