Rebirth 90s: Sweetheart Cub

  Chapter 95 Childish Ghost

  Seeing Fu Yanchi holding his forehead with a headache, Song Ziyun's eyes flickered.

"I've been talking on the phone with Aunt Meng in the past few years. It's rare to meet an elder with such a congenial temperament. I wanted to meet her a long time ago, but unfortunately I haven't been able to find the opportunity. If Aunt Meng came over this time, I'll help you Entertain her? How about treating it as my wish?"

  She knew that the relationship between Meng Jingxian and Fu Yanchi was actually very strange.

  Furthermore, Fu Yanchi lives with his grandfather. Meng Jingxian came here like this. Does she want to live in Fu's house as a stepmother?

  Mr. Fu has a good face towards a woman who has taken the place of his daughter and enjoyed the blessing that should have been his daughter? Can be comfortable?

  So when he mentioned this proposal, Song Ziyun was sure that Fu Yanchi would not refuse.

  She tilted her head and smiled, "I know you don't like to owe favors to others. If you feel bad, just treat me to a meal after you are discharged from the hospital. How about it?"

  Fu Yanchi leaned against the head of the bed, the tossing and tossing all morning really made him not in a good state of mind.

  People look sleepy, and they can sit and talk to people, which is supported by self-cultivation.

  He sighed and looked at Song Ziyun, "It's better if you don't owe favors or not. I appreciate your kindness. I will arrange for Aunt Meng."

   "But you now—" Song Ziyun paused with a smile on his face, and said a little stiffly, "I'm still lying in the hospital, how can you worry so much?"

   "I don't need to worry about it, there is your uncle."

  Uncle Gui didn't speak, but he answered with a straight posture standing there.

  Song Ziyun reacted quickly, and she quickly suppressed the bluntness and unnaturalness caused by being rejected.

  She shrugged and said with a smile, "If that's the case, then I don't have much to do."

   After speaking, he picked up an apple from the fruit basket he brought, and motioned to the man, "Shall I peel an apple for you?"

   "Miss Song," Uncle Gui said first, "The doctor stipulates that each visit should not exceed five minutes, so as not to disturb the patient's rest."

   The implication is that you should go.

  Song Ziyun, "..." She looked at Fu Yanchi.

  The man rubbed his temple with one hand, as if he was out of energy.

   No matter how thick-skinned Song Ziyun was, she couldn't find a reason to stay. She smiled hastily, "Then you have a good rest, and I'll come to see you tomorrow."

   When he turned around, he suddenly kicked something with his toe.

  She looked down, an apple.

  Looking at the situation again, under the hospital bed where the man was lying, there was a field of fruits and flowers, as well as an overturned fruit basket.

"this is…"

  Uncle Gui replied, "Mr. Fu accidentally knocked over, he thought it was Song Yueliang."

  Song Ziyun left, and fled with his back lost.

  The ward became quiet, Fu Yanchi lay back and closed her eyes.

  Uncle Gui, "Mr. Fu, where are you going to arrange for the chairman's wife?"

   "You just said that Ms. Song is here." The man opened his lips, his voice was cool.

   "Miss Song is Miss Song," Uncle Gui emphasized, "I always call your Miss Song Song Yueliang, Mr. Fu."

   The implication is that you misunderstood yourself.

  Fu Yanchi, "Well, you should make good arrangements for Aunt Meng's stay in Huicheng."

  Uncle Gui stopped talking, folded his hands in front of his body, and stood by his side to watch his nose, nose, nose, and heart.

   Retaliated against him because of one sentence.

   Childish ghost.

  …

   At one o'clock in the afternoon, the sky suddenly became cloudy.

  The scorching sun disappeared, and it rained in less than a moment.

  A car drove towards Huicheng at a constant speed in the rain.

   "Mom, are we going to live in the city today?"

  On the rear seat of the car, a little doll wearing a pink and green princess dress, with her little feet up, put her little face in front of the car window in a novelty, watching the raindrops on the window.

  Song Yueliang hummed, "The place where mom lives in the city, the baby hasn't been there yet, and the company where mom works, doesn't the baby want to visit?"

   "I want to! Mom, I want to see!"

  The carriage was filled with baby’s voices and childlike responses.

  Song Yueliang smiled slightly, but there was always a hint of worry hidden in her eyes.

   She couldn't stay at noon. After discussing with her mother-in-law, she took her daughter back to the city.

  Until now the car is driving on the road, she still dare not explore the reasons behind her actions.

   Or just being stubborn and refusing to admit it.

  Qiqi didn't know her mother's chaotic thoughts, she still leaned against the car window and watched the raindrops with great interest.

   This rain is not too heavy, but it is not small either.

  The raindrops hit the car window one by one, and after a while, they can converge into a small stream, winding down on the window glass.

  Because of the rain, the scenery outside the car window is a little blurry.

  But Qiqi still easily found the fork in the road not far ahead, which was painted in a beautiful color.

Huh? Qi Qi slammed her small face against the window glass, pressed her small nose and looked out.

   "Mom, look, there's a beautiful aunt over there who got caught in the rain! She doesn't seem to have an umbrella!"

  Song Yueliang turned her eyes and saw a woman in a blue and white cheongsam embroidered in Suzhou.

   With a low bun, she has a slender figure, but her posture is excellent. Even if you look at it from a distance, you can feel a graceful and elegant temperament, which makes you feel comfortable.

  In the pattering rain, the woman was holding a suitcase in her hand. At this time, her whole body was soaked by the rain, and the white high-heeled shoes were covered with mud spots. Even the suitcase was covered with muddy water, making her look embarrassed.

  Song Yueliang looked behind the woman, it was the road leading to Huicheng Xianqiao Airport.

  In an instant, he had a guess about the woman's situation. She took a black car at the airport and was treated as a fat sheep.

   It is estimated that the driver temporarily increased the fare on the way, but the negotiation failed, and the woman was kicked out of the car with her luggage.

   "Mom, can we give auntie an umbrella?" In the back seat, the little baby came over and asked cautiously.

   "Baby, this one can't be called aunt, but mother-in-law or grandma." Song Yueliang helplessly corrected her daughter, "Because she is much older than mother."

  Wa'er blushed and covered her mouth with her little hand in embarrassment.

  Song Yueliang couldn't help laughing, turned the steering wheel, drove the car to a stop in front of the woman, and half-opened the window, "Do you want help?"

The woman was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously put the bag in her hand above the half-opened car window to block the falling rain for the people inside, before apologizing, "Little girl, thank you, you...can you give me a little An umbrella? I can buy it with money."

  Song Yueliang looked at the expensive leather bag blocking it. Originally, she really only planned to give her an umbrella and leave.

   "Where are you going? Huicheng?"

   "Yes, I'm going to Huicheng."

   "Get in the car." Song Yueliang raised her chin back, "I will give you a ride along the way."

   "This, my body is covered with rain..." The woman was overjoyed, but also hesitated, "It's easy to damage the seat."

  She habitually doesn't want to cause trouble to others.

"It's raining now, so it's hard to get a taxi in this place. The passing bus only leaves every two hours, and it might not stop halfway to pick up people." Song Yueliang opened the door and got off, picked up her suitcase and put it in the rear compartment , took out another dry towel and handed it to the woman, "Get in the car, I'm going to get wet if the ink stains continue."

  (end of this chapter)