The Lucky Bag is Reborn with Space

Chapter 580 A mess

Jiang Xiaoxiao and the others moved to Fan Xiuying.

Fang Xiaohui moved in directly the day after they moved out.

"Old lady, what's happened to you recently? Are you unhappy because of something? Now you're ignoring Mo Ting and Xiao Ai, and you don't like glutinous rice balls. What's wrong with you? You're not such a stingy person. Why? "

Mr. Song looked at the old lady who was busy feeding his daughter. The girl was picky about food and always hid when he saw the old man, crying softly. The old man was upset when he saw her, but she was his great-granddaughter, and he couldn't. say what.

 But I feel unhappy.

 Recently, Nannan, Fang Xiaohui, and Song Mohuan have been eating at their home almost every day. They always finish the meal and go back to rest very late.

 The old man had questions in his mind, but he didn’t have a chance to ask.

Today, Fang Xiaohui and Song Mohuan went back to work. Nannan and the old lady were at home, so the old man had the opportunity to ask.

The old lady wiped the rice residue from the corner of her mouth, took off the rice bag under her neck, and picked up the child.

"What are you talking about? What I like most now is our daughter, and I also like Xiaohui. Xiaohui is such a good child, sensible, docile, filial, and knowledgeable. What's wrong with that? Why do you always have that attitude? You also need to change your attitude. Mo Huan is a good kid, and so is Xiaohui.

 You always have a straight face, which scares the two children. "

Hold up Nannan. Nannan hid in the arms of the old lady. She instinctively felt that the great grandfather in front of her was too scary.

“Look at how scared the child you are! Girl, be good and let’s go. Grandma will take you to play on the sofa, and we’ll look at the picture book. Grandma also has a lot of toys. Ignore your grandpa, he’s just an antique.”

With a look of love overflowing, Mr. Song looked at this scene angrily.

 I don’t know what this old woman is doing.

Hunt Song Moting and the others away, and now call Song Mohuan and Fang Xiaohui, whom he dislikes the most, back to live together.

  I don’t know what to draw.

“By the way, give Lao Feng a call and make arrangements for Mo Huan’s work and Xiao Hui’s work.”

Nannan grabbed the toy in the old lady's hand and giggled. Old Mrs. Song stroked Nannan's hair lovingly.

"I won't go. Who said you should get it by yourself? Even Mo Ting and Xiaoxiao didn't open their mouths for them. Now you actually ask me to open my mouth for Mo Huan and Xiaohui. I won't fight. Whoever likes to fight will be beaten.

I really don’t know what to say. "

The old man rolled up his sleeves and left, going to play chess with Lao Wu.

This old woman is really confused.

Old Mrs. Song rolled her eyes, "Let's go! I'll fight by myself! It's like I can't fight by myself. If you don't fight, I'll fight. I won't fight if you want to. I tell you that I will like Xiaohui Nannan from now on. If you don't like it, you I’m still happy to live in Lao Wu’s house for the rest of my life.”

Mr. Song walked faster.

He bumped into Mrs. Song who was entering the door.

　　Song’s mother hurriedly supported Mr. Song.

"Dad, why are you leaving in such a hurry? Is there something urgent? I can help you."

Now that Fang Xiaohui and Nannan have gained the old lady's favor, Song's mother has also followed suit. At least the old lady has a better attitude towards her.

　　Song’s mother was busy trying to please the old lady, and she was even more busy trying to please the old man.

The old man threw the person away and glared at Mother Song fiercely, as if he wanted to eat someone.

Mother Song was so frightened that she took two steps back. Her father-in-law had not looked at him like this for many years, and it was really heartbreaking.

 “This house is now in a state of smog, how can it still be inhabited?”

 Leave quickly.

Mother Song patted her heart and went to accompany the old lady and her daughter.

 “Mom, Nannan! Are you good today?”

Mrs. Song stared at her eyes, "What are you talking about? This is my great-granddaughter, how can she not be well-behaved?"

When Mother Song saw that the old lady was angry, she hurriedly smiled at her.

“Mom, I’m just asking, Nannan must be the most well-behaved, like Xiaohui.”

Mrs. Song finally calmed down.

"Don't run here all day long. You know I don't want to see you. What's the point of coming here? It's better to see my daughter happy than to see you. You're not Xiaohui. What are you doing here? Look at you. Dad, let’s go away.”

Song's mother thought to herself, it was obviously you who made the old man angry, why did you frame it on me?

 But can you say it?

Even if she has ten mouths, she still can’t speak.

"Mom, I know that you don't want to see me, so I can't leave. I just want to ask you. Don't feel sorry for Mo Huan, but also feel sorry for Xiaohui. Xiaohui is now a grassroots nurse. How long does it take to work every day? ?

 She doesn’t even have time to go home and take care of her children. Think about how long it’s been since you last saw her. "

　　It really comes as soon as you open your mouth. Fang Xiaohui was coaxing the old lady here last night.

 Old Mrs. Song couldn't get used to Song's mother's virtues.

"I understand, just shut up. I called Lao Feng, and you still need to tell me that I still feel sorry for Xiaohui."

Mother Song had no choice but to leave.

As long as the old lady is willing to call, even if she is not nice to her, Mother Song will accept her.

As I walked out, I heard the old lady pick up the phone.

 “Get me to Dean Feng’s office.”

 I was secretly surprised.

Amitabha, I don’t know what kind of ability Fang Xiaohui is, how he can make the old lady so happy.

The old lady is so kind to her son and Fang Xiaohui now. She didn't see it and drove Song Moting and Jiang Xiaoxiao away, freeing up the house specifically for Fang Xiaohui and Mo Huan.

Now he is helping the two of them adjust their jobs. As long as the old lady protects her son, the future will be bright.

 Song's mother was grateful.

 At the same time, Dean Feng received a call.

"Lao Meng, we haven't seen each other for a while. Why do you have time to call me? It is said that you are not at home raising your great-grandson, and you are very busy."

 Lao Feng made fun of the old lady.

"I'm very busy right now. You didn't hear the child crying next to you. I called you today because I wanted to ask you for a favor. Let's go through the back door."

Mrs. Song took a look at her daughter, who was desperately grabbing the sofa cushions and dragging her away, and felt happy.

"You and I are still seeing each other. Which one of us is following the other? Your children have been arranged well, so why do you need to go through the back door? Xiaoxiao and Mo Tingke have all been assigned to our hospital for internship now. You are like this I'm not worried yet.

  There is nothing they can do no matter how worried they are, they must get through this stage of being a trainee doctor. It's impossible to let them be the attending doctors as soon as they arrive. That's okay. I can't leave this back door even if you let me leave.

I don’t want all the doctors in the hospital to point and poke at my back. "

 Mr. Feng smiled happily, thinking that both Jiang Xiaoxiao and Song Moting were under his control.

Jiang Xiaoxiao, a direct disciple, did not run away.

Now that we have arrived at their hospital and want to leave, that is just a dream.

He had finally tricked Jiang Xiaoxiao into coming to their hospital. This little girl was too worried. She hadn't become the attending doctor yet, but now she actually opened her own hospital. Don't think that he didn't know that the old lady protected her child very closely. The protector actually opened a private hospital in the name of the old lady.

　　　In what era is this, this hospital would have been able to open without the old lady there to protect it.

 (End of this chapter)