The fireworks outside the window were so loud that Song's father and mother were preparing to go to bed in the master bedroom. Naturally, they heard it. Song's father, who had just put on his pajamas, was so excited that he jumped out of bed.

He held his wife's little hand.

"Honey, let's go out and watch the fireworks? There are fireworks outside."

What should I say? This fireworks show was not arranged by the Song family, and I don’t know who stayed up late at night to set off the fireworks. It was probably some young man who took advantage of the darkness to express his love.

Gee, that's a little romantic.

"Let's go, wife, the fireworks will be finished if we don't go out."

"No," Hua Wanying gave her husband an elegant roll of her eyes, pulled her hand back, and smoothed the gap between the mask and her skin. "It's not like I haven't seen fireworks before. I have to take a beauty nap later."

"You should go to bed early too."

"Don't forget what the doctor told you to go to bed early and get up early, and eat a balanced diet. Look at you..."

Seeing that his wife was going to talk for a long time, Song Chenghong hurriedly picked up the cup on the bedside table: "I'm thirsty, go get a glass of water." Then he stumbled towards the door.

squeak--

The door was opened just a crack, and poor Song's father stood there blankly, as if he had been struck repeatedly by lightning.

OMG!

This, this, this...

"What's wrong? Old Song." Hua Wanying, who was on the bed, saw him standing behind the door and not moving for a long time. She thought she was sick, so she picked up the mask on her face and threw it aside, and rushed over in a hurry.

.

"Old Song, don't scare me."

"I'm fine." Song Chenghong closed the door with great sadness, walked to the bed step by step, put down the cup, slipped onto the bed, and bit the corner of the quilt sadly, "I'm just a little sad."

"What did you see?" Hua Wanying was confused.

Hearing this, Song Chenghong covered his head and cried: "I saw it... ugh..."

Hua Wanying was even more confused.

What is it that makes this guy feel as sad as a 200-pound kid?

Curiosity drove Hua Wanying to follow the door, quietly opening it a small crack, and then her eyes fell on the young man hugging each other under the fireworks on the open-air balcony not far away.

It's her daughter and Feng Chizhou.

Harmful, as for that?

Didn’t you just see two children hugging each other?

What a fuss.

Hua Wanying gently closed the door, returned to the bed and lay down next to Song's father. She gave her husband a roll of her eyes again, then closed her eyes and massaged the skin on her face with her fingers to promote the absorption of the facial mask essence.

Song Chenghong poked his head out from under the quilt and mopped up.

"You saw it all?"

Did you see their daughter kissing that stinky boy from the Feng family? She stood on tiptoes and kissed that stinky man’s mouth. Damn it! It’s the mouth, not the forehead, cheeks, etc., it’s the mouth!

"Yes, I saw it." Hua Wanying was not angry.

Song Chenghong looked like an innocent girl whose emotions were being toyed with, questioning the ruthless scumbag in pants: "You saw it, you, aren't you angry? Aren't you sad?"

"What's this? Isn't it something that young lovers often do?" Hua Wanying didn't take it seriously and even reached out to pat him. "Please keep your voice down. If the children hear it, they will be embarrassed."

Even though it was just a small hug, it was a bit embarrassing to be seen by your parents, right?

"Oh, you are so heartless." Song Chenghong bit the corner of the quilt again.

My daughter-in-law likes that brat Feng Chizhou so much, she is afraid that her white, tender and juicy cabbage will be taken away soon. He is very weak on his own!

Hua Wanying was helpless: "Old Song, I've never seen you hate Huo Jinchen so much before? Why would you be like a kid like Chi Zhou who is just on guard against thieves?"

"Aren't I afraid that Yueyue will be hurt by a scumbag again?" Song Chenghong said aggrievedly, "Yueyue seems to really like that boy Feng Chizhou. If he is like Huo Jinchen... how sad will Yueyue be?"

Hua Wanying was silent for a while.

"That silly boy probably won't." Mother Song didn't dare to give Feng Chizhou a guarantee, but she just somehow believed that he wouldn't hurt her daughter.

"I can see that his heart and eyes are full of our daughter."

This time Song Chenghong was silent.

Feng Chizhou was indeed many, many times more caring than Huo Jinchen, otherwise he would not have agreed so easily to Lao Feng to let the two children marry each other.

"Alas——" Song's father sighed deeply.

Hua Wanying continued: "I don't think our Yueyue is someone who can be emotionally hurt. She has always been independent and independent-minded. If Chi Zhou falls in love with someone else, she will decisively cut off their relationship."

Just like how I treated Huo Jinchen before.

Father Song fell into deep thought.

"Don't be so petty and be more open-minded." Hua Wanying continued to coax this awkward old child, "When your daughter grows up, she will get married and start a family of her own."

"You have to work hard to live longer and support us Yue Yue."

Hearing this, Song's father rekindled his fighting spirit.

"Yes, I want to support our daughter!"

"Honey," Song Chenghong hugged his wife sideways and nuzzled her neck again and again, feeling like a little bird, "My father-in-law didn't agree with us being together back then. Fortunately, you have always firmly chosen me.

"

"I love you so much, wife."

"It's really disgusting." Hua Wanying laughed and pushed her husband a few times, but he hugged her tighter and tighter, "Honey, I want to sleep with you in my arms."

Hua Wanying had no choice but to let him hold her.

After a long while, she said: "I love you too, husband."

In fact, she was also very grateful for his persistence. No matter how many tests and difficulties he faced, he always recognized her.

I hope that the Feng family child is really Yue Yue’s beloved.
Chapter completed!