Sixties' Sweet Little Wife

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Chapter 481: Ginger is still old and spicy

After all, he was a person who had been immersed in shopping malls for many years. Soon, Father Song calmed down.

Compared with the daughter's ability to travel freely between two generations, and to have an incredible space, everything is no longer unusual.

He waved to Song Enli, smiling completely without expression, "Xiao Li brought a friend back?"

At this juncture, he brought Yan Chaozong back, no need to think about it to know that it was the idea of ​​the ignorant old man at home. As for the purpose, it was even more so. Obvious.

"Dad, you don't know him anymore?" Song Enli walked over and brought the tea cup to Father Song, but instead of sitting down next to him, he retreated to Xiao Heping.

Her father began to choose to ignore Xiao Heping again. Although he was his own father, she felt uncomfortable. Xiao Heping had done nothing wrong, so why did he sit on the cold bench every time he came to her house.

And she didn't believe that her father didn't recognize Yan Chaozong. Isn't the reaction just now enough to explain the situation? She has the shortest contact with Mr. Zong at home. Grandpa and her father are both loyal fans of Mr. Zong. Grandpa can Recognized at a glance, let alone his father, a student of Mr. Zong.

It's obvious that it's pretending to be confused!

In response to her apparent resistance, Father Song behaved calmly, leaning slightly on the sofa with a teacup in one hand, and brushing his knees leisurely, "Should I know him?"

Song Enli opened his mouth, suddenly I feel that I have come here too for granted, and I have not considered such a situation at all.

Yes, should I know?

Her father knew Mr. Zong decades later, not Mr. Zong now, and he had every excuse not to keep his promise.

Even if he really broke his promise, they couldn't do anything about him.

But if it doesn't work, why did Grandpa let her go to Mr. Zong?

The exploratory sight went back and forth between Song Fu and Yan Chaozong several times. The two middle-aged people were indistinguishable in terms of appearance and imposing manner. Their silent gestures seemed to be playing a game, but instead she and Xiao Heping were picked out.

"Let's go, let's go and see Mom first." Xiao Heping did not waste the name of the bystander at all, got up and took her hand.

Song Enli hesitated for a while, but left with him.

In this case, it is indeed better for the two of them not to be there. If they can't help, don't talk about it. Maybe her dad will feel embarrassed and the topic won't open, and things will only get worse.

"By the way, tell your mother that I'm here." Yan Chaozong, who had been silent, suddenly stopped her, Song Enli turned around in confusion, and saw him chuckling and shaking his head again, "It's been so many years, I don't know if she still Don't you remember me, she used to stick to my brother the most, and she also likes the wild rose garden in our house."

That look with soft light in her eyes really made the world gentle.

Everyone seemed to see such a picture in front of their eyes, young boys and girls chasing each other in a garden full of wild roses, the blue sky and white clouds, and the breeze was just right.

Even Song Enli was fascinated by the scene sketched by Yan Chaozong of "Lang rides a bamboo horse and makes green plums around the bed", and looking at his happy face, it seems that he is really her mother's best first love.