Sheng Chong Second Marriage

Chapter 56 Across the telegram, the sound of him kissing her

Chapter 56 The voice of him kissing her across the phone

"Girl, if you have nowhere to go, come and be my old lady's companion, grandma won't live long." The old man said, turning his head straight, looking at the snow-white ceiling.

At this age, there are many children and grandchildren, and the Chen family is considered to be well off in the village, so there is really no regret.However, the old man's cloudy eyes were clearly a little watery.People are not as good as God, or she is also to blame, saying that children and grandchildren have their own blessings, but she is uneasy to enjoy her old age, and Chen Jiaming is always in her heart.Chen Jiaming is the eldest son and grandson, and she was brought up by her since she was a child. This kind of affection is incomparable to other grandchildren.It's a pity that Chen Jiaming is good at everything, but he insists on that Lin Xiaoxiao...

Thinking of Lin Xiaoxiao, the old man pursed his mouth, and there was nowhere to express the grievance in his heart.I really don't know what my grandson likes about a person who is so unruly and self-willed, whose behavior is said to be open, and who is completely indiscreet, except for her pretty looks.

"Grandma, you're talking stupid again." Lan Song lowered his head, and took the old man's hand to stick to his face, "You are only in your seventies, and you are still young. You don't even read the news. There is an old lady in the United States, I learned Latin dance at the age of 81. There are four 90-year-old old men in Australia who are preparing to form a team to participate in the swimming championship. Also, there is an old lady in Japan who takes pictures very well. How old do you think she is? 101 years old! Follow them Bibi, do you think you are still very young?"

I don't know where Lan Song got the news from, or it was fabricated to lie to her old woman, but the old man couldn't help being happy when he was told, he laughed a few times and coughed.

Seeing this, Lan Song got up and sat on the edge of the bed, helped the old man up, then wrapped his left arm around the old man's shoulder, letting the old man lean on her chest.

"You girl, you just know how to make fun of me. There are a few of you who say like you, dancing, swimming and taking pictures. It's just that they rarely make news."

Lan Song gently stroked the old man's chest with his right hand, and continued, "Others can do it, so can our grandma. The old lady who dances Latin dance is not as good-looking as our grandma. Really, I have seen her before." Where's the dancing video?"

"Hehe..." The old man is always in a good mood no matter what Lan Song said is true or not.Maybe it's because it's been boring for too long, maybe it's because it's been lonely for too long, the old man is also happy to hear such nonsense.

The ward was very quiet, only the soft conversation between Lan Song and the old man, and occasionally the old man's chuckle, the scene was warm and peaceful, even a little touching.

Even Chen Jiaming had to admit that Lan Song's filial piety was true filial piety, not just pretending.Chen Jiaming saw Lan Song's kindness to the old man back then.She is very good, very filial, very obedient, if Xiaoxiao is half as sensible as her.

Seeing the lively conversation between the grandparents and grandson, Qiao Yulan sighed and quietly walked out of the ward.Lan Song is a good daughter-in-law, but it's a pity that their fate is too shallow.

The old lady has three sons and two daughters. The sons are usually busy making money outside the province, that is, to visit the old lady during the holidays. The daughters are not free, and they are busy with their grandsons and daughter-in-law. Apart from her, the other two were in dire straits with the old lady, not to mention their filial piety.

To say that everyone has their own reasons, and each has its own family and life, no wonder there are too many.In the eyes of these children, pensions are enough, and they really don't have the time to spend every day in front of the old lady.

When they got sick and were hospitalized, they all went to the hospital for a visit, paid money after reading it, and hired a nurse, and then all went back with a splash, and went on their own.

Qiao Yulan breathed out again, she can't control so much about personal karma and personal retribution, she can only take care of the old lady to the best of her ability, and the most important reason is that her man is not as capable of making money as other brothers Big money, if others pay, she can only contribute.It seems that every time the old lady gets sick, it is only natural and justified for her to take care of her.

How could Qiao Yulan not know about other people's cynicism in secret and the supercilious eyes behind their backs? It's just that she has no money, so naturally she has no place to speak in this big family.Live life, live it day by day.

Lan Song stayed in the ward until after ten o'clock, and the old man didn't leave until he fell asleep completely.Walking downstairs of the inpatient building, I ran into Chen Jiaming who was standing there on the phone again.

"Where will I stay at night?" Chen Jiaming knew that Lan Song's natal family was not in this urban area, and it would take more than an hour to drive, and there was no shuttle bus back at such a late hour.

"I've booked a room at a hotel near here, and I'll come see grandma tomorrow morning."

"Should I take you there?"

"No, it's very close." Lan Song said casually again, "Smoking less, second-hand smoke is not good for grandma's health."

Chen Jiaming glanced at the cigarette that was still shining with stars in his hand, and nodded.

Looking back at Lan Song's leaving back, Chen Jiaming was stunned.I don't know if it's after so many years of washing, or if he has finally married Lin Xiaoxiao, there is no obstacle, this kind of Lan Song makes Chen Jiaming feel that he is no longer bored and an eyesore like before.

Knowing that he was wrong in the divorce at the beginning, but he couldn't feel any guilt towards Lan Song. Looking at such a weak woman, he was always so rational, so... stubborn, so stubborn that he couldn't bear to explain to her talk.

It wasn't until the cigarette butt burned his fingers that Chen Jiaming woke up from the past, instinctively threw away the cigarette butt, turned and walked into the hospital building.

It was past eleven o'clock when we arrived at the hotel room.Lan Song lay sprawled on the bed, only to realize that he was too tired to move.There is still a message on the phone that has not been answered. Lan Song didn't go back in time when he was with the old man in the ward just now.I lay down and thought about it for a while, but didn't call. It was so late, I didn't know if I had slept, but I just sent a message to report my whereabouts by the way.

Falling in love is really troublesome sometimes, just like a kite, no matter how high or far it flies, there is always someone pulling the other end of the string.

Who knew that the message was sent in less than a minute, and that person called.

"Have you gone to bed yet?"

"Hmm. Why is it so late?" Song Yichen's still cold voice was on the other end of the phone, not fuzzy, presumably he was still asleep, and when he spoke, he said in a slightly complaining tone, "Don't take care of the patients and treat yourself as a patient. "

"Not so fragile." Lan Song couldn't help laughing, a man who made a fuss.But also because of his concern hidden in his complaints, Lan Song's exhaustion was driven away, and his heart couldn't help being soft.

"Is your grandma all right?"

"It's okay, you can leave the hospital after a few more days of observation."

Ever since Song Yichen found out about his affairs, Lan Song no longer had any psychological burden.The good and the bad are left to him, and she is willing to have a try with him.

"When are you coming back?"

This question was asked to her when she returned to City C, this person...

"Look, if there is nothing else, take the train back in the afternoon."

"Well, come back soon."

"Okay, I got it." Lan Song deliberately prolonged his voice and replied.

Knowing that Lan Song thought he was being long-winded, Song Yichen on the other end of the phone laughed, "I haven't seen you for a day, it feels like a long time."

His voice was very soft and soft, and the love words he said made Lan Song's heart and lungs clench into a ball, "Well, I will definitely come back tomorrow."

"Do you want me to pick you up at South Station?"

"No, I'll call you when I get to school."

"Okay, send me a message before getting on the train."

"Ah."

"It's late, go to sleep."

"OK, good night."

Song Yichen didn't say good night, but Lan Song heard a "pop" from the phone, that was... the sound of a kiss.

Through the phone, the sound of him kissing her.

 The 81-year-old lady dances Latin dance, the 90-year-old man swims, and the 100-year-old lady learns photography. These are all true, according to the news Xia Mu saw.

  This is really good, just live, not afraid of age, it prolongs the length of life a lot.

  Xia Mu saw another new collection yesterday, and I would like to express my gratitude here.

  Xia Mu's text writing is something he likes, and now he can get extra likes, which is even more icing on the cake.

  This book was first published by Xiaoxiang Academy, please do not reprint!

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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