Author: Fried Crispy Cream

Song Rong didn't understand: "How did you see it? I think she is not bad to me."

The little fish was in a good mood after eating the food they liked.

Hearing words.

She blinked.

Suddenly I became serious.

"Brother Song Rong, have you ever heard a word?"

Song Rong couldn't figure it out: "What do you mean?"

Xiaoyu twisted his body, put his little hand to his face seriously, imitating the expression and expression of the person in the advertisement, and said with a straightforward expression: "Smiling to you is purely polite."

Pei Xingmian was stunned for a second.

I almost squirted out the Coke when I laughed so hard.

Song Rong's expression was completely petrified, and he twitched his lips: "Don't study online."

The little fish tilted its head and said innocently: "No, the little fish is very serious."

Song Rong choked up and said, "I see you're serious."

Pei Xingmian looked at Song Rong leisurely.

He smiled meaningfully: "You can communicate with Bai Yue after recording next time."

He still doesn't believe that Song Rong really likes Bai Yue.

Most likely it's just a whim.

It is impossible for him to give the contact information to Song Rong without Bai Yue's consent.

"Next issue?" Song Rong shook his head, "No, I'm going home next issue."

“What to do when you go home?”

"Is something wrong..." Song Rong was halfway through, and then he remembered, "You have to go back too."

Pei Xingmian:?

Pei Xingmian frowned and his voice became cold: "What am I going back to do?"

Speaking of this, Song Rong laughed gloatingly: "You really have to go back this time. My grandfather celebrates his birthday, are you embarrassed not to go?"

Pei Xingmian:...

His expression relaxed.

He spoke like he was talking to himself.

"It's Grandpa Song's birthday so soon."

"Grandpa Song?" Xiaoyu repeated in confusion, "Brother, who is Grandpa Song?"

"Grandpa Song is Song Rong's grandfather." Pei Xingmian pinched his eyebrows, and the depressed mood came back again. He sighed helplessly and lowered his eyes, "Grandpa Song takes good care of us. I still have to go there on his 80th birthday this year."

Song Rong stood up, patted his shoulder, and said in a half-joking tone: "Don't worry, grandpa treats you better than me."

Pei Xingmian smiled bitterly and pulled the corner of his mouth: "Well, I will go over."

This incident made Pei Xingmian fall into a huge tangle.

The old house of Song Rong's family is opposite their house.

When he went back to see Grandpa Song, he couldn't avoid seeing the home that no longer existed.

Thinking of this.

Pei Xingmian was so annoyed.

He covered his face and fell backwards.

The noise he made was too loud.

The little fish who were focusing on watching TV on the side noticed it.

Xiao Tuanzi climbed from the left side of the sofa to the right side, and pushed Pei Xingmian with his little hand: "Brother, what's wrong with you?"

Pei Xingmian put down his arms, turned over and sat up.

Xiaoyu moved his feet, frowned with a curved eyebrows, and asked softly: "Brother, don't you want to celebrate Grandpa Song's birthday?"

Pei Xingmian pursed his lips: "No."

He looked at Xiaoyu and suddenly calmed down.

The next second, he raised his hands and rubbed Xiaoyu's hair easily.

"It's all right."

Xiaoyu's hair was rubbed all of a sudden, and he looked at Pei Xingmian in ignorance.

He blinked his eyes and started laughing.

That night, Pei Xingmian received another call from Pei Linzhou.

"You really want to go?"

Pei Xingmian glanced at Xiao Tuanzi: "Yes."

On the other end of the phone, Pei Linzhou smiled with relief: "Okay, you can go this time."

Before going to attend Grandpa Song's birthday.

Pei Xingmian asked about the recording time of love and confirmed that it was after Grandpa Song’s birthday, so he booked the air ticket.

"Xiaoyu, are you going with me?"

Pei Xingmian was not very relieved to take Xiaoyu over.

I thought about sending her to Pei Linzhou for two days.

But I still have to ask her what she thought first.

Hearing Pei Xingmian's words, Xiaoyu stopped watching TV, turned around and threw herself on Pei Xingmian, nodding hard: "You want to go!"

Very good, Xiaoyu can go to see the home where he lives with his parents and brothers in the future!

Pei Xingmian didn't know Xiaoyu's thoughts yet.

I thought the children thought it was fun.

Pei Xingmian lowered his eyes and looked at the excited little fish, pursed his thin lips, and fell into deep thought.

If you want to take Xiaoyu over, why don’t she notice the house she lived in before?

After a while, Pei Xingmian secretly made up his mind and it was time to use his acting skills.

Three days later.

Grandpa Song’s birthday.

As soon as he arrived at the door of the Song family's house, Xiaoyu stopped looking and his eyes lit up immediately. As soon as he stepped on his calf, he slipped away from Pei Xingmian.

Pei Xingmian was still greeting people, but when he reacted, he couldn't even catch him.

"Little Fish..."

His words came to an abrupt end.

The little fish ran directly towards the house opposite.

Pei Xingmian:???

Before he could react, he immediately chased after him: "Little Fish, don't run around!"

Xiaoyu ran to the closed courtyard before stopping.

Pei Xingmian was forced to come to a place he had never been willing to face.

His face looked a little ugly, and he stepped forward a few steps and picked up the little fish.

Xiaoyu raised his hand high, and his little face flushed: he spoke happily: "Brother, home!"

Pei Xingmian turned around.

Looking at the scene in front of you.

Many memories come to my mind.

In the past, my mother always stood among the blooming flowers in the yard.

Now that people are gone, the flowers have long since withered.

Pei Xingmian suppressed the emotions in his heart: "What are you doing here?"

"Home, this is Xiaoyu's home."

Pei Xingmian:...
To be continued...