Hundreds of millions of heirs force marriage step by step: I don't want you to capture me

Chapter 411 The Wife Who Doesn’t Come Home
Lianyun Town, one month later,
The grandmother wanted to see the child, and Song Dezhi was really afraid that the grandmother would be like the grandfather, and suddenly left one day, before he could see the child, he asked Huo Minghan to send him directly to his hometown.

However, I didn't expect that after Ba Jin stayed in Hong Kong for a period of time, he didn't know if he was spoiled by the Huo family, and he would get into trouble every day.

"Grandma Wang, your grandson beat our dog, look at your face."

"Amin, it's because our family is not good. We will pay for the medical expenses. I'm really sorry, this child is too naughty."

Bajin, who was only two and a half years old, beat up a five-year-old child. If it wasn't for Gouzi's face injury, they wouldn't believe it.

Grandma went to the house to pack a lot of snacks, "Amin, this, take this home for the children to eat, this is brought back from Hong Kong, you take it back and give the children a taste."

"Bring it back from Hong Kong?"

"Yes."

Amin took it, with a smile on his face, "Then I have to try it out."

"Gouzi, come and show grandma, does your face still hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt anymore."

Gouzi scratched his head and said, "Bajin is worthy of being Grandpa's grandfather. He is so young, but his martial arts are so powerful. If Grandpa is still alive, he will be able to produce another master of martial arts."

After the grandfather passed away, the martial arts hall was closed.

"I originally wanted to learn martial arts from Grandpa."

It's the mother's fault for raising or not teaching. The son beat someone. As a mother, she blamed herself in her heart. She heard that the dog wanted to learn martial arts, and she said straightforwardly, "I can also learn martial arts. If you want to learn, I can teach you." You, you know martial arts, next time you can give me a good beating."

"You child, is Bajin your son?" Although this grandson is always getting into trouble, grandma still feels very distressed.

"This kid, if he doesn't teach him a lesson, he will be lawless in the future."

"Okay, then I'll send Gouzi over tomorrow to learn martial arts with him." Gouzi's mother readily agreed.

Song Dezhi just mentioned it, but he didn't expect Gouzi's mother to give the child to her at ease, and said, "Okay, you can send it over tomorrow."

"Okay."

……

At dinner, Song Jinguo, who came back from outside, heard that his daughter was going to teach Gouzi martial arts, and was worried for her.

"You have been here for more than a month, and you still not going back?" Xue Zhongyang urged him several times.

"It's hard to come here, and I'll go back in a few days. Besides, it's the busy farming season, we're all gone, who will do the work in the field?"

"Your mother and I can just stay here."

"It's not too late to go back after finishing the farm work."

There are a hundred grandmas, and a thousand don't want them to leave, but she also knows that the two of them have a good relationship, so she also persuades, "Go back, your parents will help, I don't need you."

"Three catties, eight catties, do you want to go home?"

"No!" The two said at the same time.

The countryside is much more fun than the city, a group of children.

In the city, two- and three-year-old children can't live without people. In the countryside, older children lead a group of children up the mountain to climb trees, making the whole village restless.

Bajin has always had a good appetite, holding a big big bowl, slurping soup, the big big bowl covered his face, grandma hoped that the child with a good appetite would be overjoyed to see that Bajin was so good to eat, "Look at My child, what a joy to eat."

"This child eats exactly the same as when he was a child."

"More!" Ba Jin put the Dahai bowl on the table and said boldly.

Grandma was about to serve him soup, but Song Dezhi looked at his bulging stomach and said, "Grandma, don't feed him, his stomach will burst."

"I'm hungry!"

"Children eat more, don't be afraid, they will be digested after running."

Grandma scooped up another spoonful of pain for Bajin.

Sanjin has become more active and has a good appetite. He ate fried spring rolls, chicken and mushroom soup, and a few shrimp dumplings.

……

Xue's family,

Compared with Song Dezhi's lively dinner, Xue Zhongyang and his son's dinner was much quieter.Neither of them is a talkative person, and after a meal, they are very dull.

"Daddy, you don't want to eat anymore?"

Tonight is steak and pasta, Xue Zhongyang has no appetite at all.Song Dezhi has been in the country for more than a month, and he still hasn't said when he will return.

"I'm not hungry, you eat more."

"When will Mommy and siblings come back?"

"In a while."

On the other hand, Ozawa talks to his mother and younger siblings every day. The twins can speak very quickly now. Bajin doesn’t talk much, but Sanjin talks a lot. They don’t even listen to their twittering. Even she has to tell him about it a few times today Be an older brother.

"I think they don't want to come back, you'd better go back and pick them up."

Xue Zhongyang looked at his son and asked, "Your mommy said she doesn't want to come back?"

"That's not true. But Bajin and Sanjin don't want to come back. They say the countryside is much more interesting, and they want to stay in the country."

Xue Zhongyang frowned tightly, "That kind of place is very backward. If you stay there, how can you go to school, study, and live?" To go to middle school, you have to go to another town from twenty miles away.

The delicacy in Song Dezhi's mouth is very common to him, but Song Dezhi insists that it is the best.

Where is it?He took her to taste so many delicacies, doesn't she have this appreciation?
Xue Zhongyang held his breath in his heart and couldn't vent it.

……

In the evening, Xue Zhongyang called Song Dezhi, but the phone rang many times but he didn't answer.Xue Zhongyang was very depressed.

"Good job, now I don't answer my calls."

Xue Zhongyang put the phone aside, took a shower, and went to bed.

He tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep. It used to be that the bed was always small, but now he felt that the bed was so big and empty.

Song Dezhi's pillow has long lost the smell of Song Dezhi, he often sleeps with Song Dezhi, and her pillow is full of her smell, Xue Zhongyang is very bored.

The phone rang, and Xue Zhongyang quickly grabbed it.

"Hey……"

"not asleep yet?"

"Where did you go? I can't get through to you?"

"It's going to rain, I'm going to harvest the rice. Is Ozawa okay? Can you guys come for the rain?" As soon as he finished speaking, he heard rumbling thunder.

"What are you working so hard for?"

"It's not hard."

"You're going to have fun while you're suffering."

"Ha ha……"

"What are you hehe?"

"Can't I laugh?"

Xue Zhongyang asked sullenly, "When are you coming back?"

"In a few days."

"Song Dezhi, you have said this sentence countless times! After a few days, after a few days, it has been more than a month."

(End of this chapter)