The male god pretends to be deep, 100 misses
Chapter 311 324: Zhang Yizhang
Chapter 311 324: Memories (26)
"If we have anything to say, let's talk about it after we have eaten, and after we have eaten, we will sit down and have a good chat."
"No, the child is grown up, he always has his own ideas, and Qianqian hasn't stayed at home much this year."
"It's so hard to come back for a new year, don't just be angry and ignore the time of reunion."
Father Song's angry look still didn't ease, he just threw another sentence solemnly.
"I don't care what kind of thoughts she has, I will tell her my thoughts clearly. Although she has chosen this path, our family does not agree with it."
"If she's really so determined to go her own way, I've raised her up so much, I'm sorry for her parents."
"What she will become in the future is beyond our control."
When mentioning her parents who died young, Song Qianqian's eyes immediately turned red, but when she was about to shed tears, she bit her lips hard.
Forcing himself, he used the pain to relieve the burning in his eyes.
"Oh, you, why bother to say such heart-burning words, Qianqian, you eat first, don't worry about your uncle, his thoughts are still stuck in the older generation."
"No matter what job you do, as long as you don't reach out to others for food and can support yourself, my aunt feels happy."
Wen Ruyi patted Song Qianqian's hand who was sitting opposite the dining table.
He signaled her not to mind Father Song's angry words too much.
But she comforted her so much, Song Qianqian's eyes became redder.
"Manxi, you stay with your sister first, and I will go out with your father to have a few words."
Wen Ruyi sent Song Manxi to look at Song Qianqian first to stabilize her emotions, while she wanted to take Father Song out and talk in private first.
But Father Song, who was so angry, would not listen to her.
"What are you talking about? Is there anything you can't say here and have to say in private?"
"Is there anything else she can't hear?"
"Don't just protect her, don't think that I don't know how many disasters you have caused her by protecting her since childhood."
In fact, when Song Qianqian was young, because of the death of his parents.
She is somewhat autistic, and for a while, she would be particularly inclined to fight with other children.
He came back with bruises all over his body, and at the same time beat others half to death.
Wen Ruyi also knew that what she was thinking was that she had no father or mother, and they were the only relatives left.
Just open one eye and close one eye.
Pampering and petting made Song Qianqian's character very paranoid.
At the dinner table at home, silence was restored again.
Song Manxi put a pair of chopsticks in his mouth and bit them. It's not okay to pick up vegetables to eat, or not to eat.
She didn't know what to say, so she could only watch silently.
In the end, it was Song Qianqian who spoke first.
She stood up, her tone was a little low, even nasal.
"Uncle, aunt, I know, you have spent a lot of thought on raising me since I was a child."
"But I really want to do this job seriously. I have my own bottom line, and I will not sell my soul."
"So, the things you worry about, uncle, will not happen, I promise."
She spoke in a low voice, more like a kind of resistance without confidence.
"You promise, what do you use to guarantee it?"
Father Song became even angrier this time, and slapped the dining table hard.
(End of this chapter)
"If we have anything to say, let's talk about it after we have eaten, and after we have eaten, we will sit down and have a good chat."
"No, the child is grown up, he always has his own ideas, and Qianqian hasn't stayed at home much this year."
"It's so hard to come back for a new year, don't just be angry and ignore the time of reunion."
Father Song's angry look still didn't ease, he just threw another sentence solemnly.
"I don't care what kind of thoughts she has, I will tell her my thoughts clearly. Although she has chosen this path, our family does not agree with it."
"If she's really so determined to go her own way, I've raised her up so much, I'm sorry for her parents."
"What she will become in the future is beyond our control."
When mentioning her parents who died young, Song Qianqian's eyes immediately turned red, but when she was about to shed tears, she bit her lips hard.
Forcing himself, he used the pain to relieve the burning in his eyes.
"Oh, you, why bother to say such heart-burning words, Qianqian, you eat first, don't worry about your uncle, his thoughts are still stuck in the older generation."
"No matter what job you do, as long as you don't reach out to others for food and can support yourself, my aunt feels happy."
Wen Ruyi patted Song Qianqian's hand who was sitting opposite the dining table.
He signaled her not to mind Father Song's angry words too much.
But she comforted her so much, Song Qianqian's eyes became redder.
"Manxi, you stay with your sister first, and I will go out with your father to have a few words."
Wen Ruyi sent Song Manxi to look at Song Qianqian first to stabilize her emotions, while she wanted to take Father Song out and talk in private first.
But Father Song, who was so angry, would not listen to her.
"What are you talking about? Is there anything you can't say here and have to say in private?"
"Is there anything else she can't hear?"
"Don't just protect her, don't think that I don't know how many disasters you have caused her by protecting her since childhood."
In fact, when Song Qianqian was young, because of the death of his parents.
She is somewhat autistic, and for a while, she would be particularly inclined to fight with other children.
He came back with bruises all over his body, and at the same time beat others half to death.
Wen Ruyi also knew that what she was thinking was that she had no father or mother, and they were the only relatives left.
Just open one eye and close one eye.
Pampering and petting made Song Qianqian's character very paranoid.
At the dinner table at home, silence was restored again.
Song Manxi put a pair of chopsticks in his mouth and bit them. It's not okay to pick up vegetables to eat, or not to eat.
She didn't know what to say, so she could only watch silently.
In the end, it was Song Qianqian who spoke first.
She stood up, her tone was a little low, even nasal.
"Uncle, aunt, I know, you have spent a lot of thought on raising me since I was a child."
"But I really want to do this job seriously. I have my own bottom line, and I will not sell my soul."
"So, the things you worry about, uncle, will not happen, I promise."
She spoke in a low voice, more like a kind of resistance without confidence.
"You promise, what do you use to guarantee it?"
Father Song became even angrier this time, and slapped the dining table hard.
(End of this chapter)
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