Did the actress get divorced today?

Chapter 341 Ignore Him
Just for a while, there were cries of different heights and ups and downs in the room.

Where is the wife?Crying delicately, she lowered her head and sobbed silently, where is her son?There is no image at all, just the howling of Sa Yazi...

Looking at the big and small in front of him, Song Zhicheng was a little at a loss for a while.No matter how serious and calm he was, he was a little helpless because of the crying of the two people he put on top of his heart.

Song Zhicheng looked at his son, then at You Qian, then raised his head and walked towards You Qian, opened his arms and put her in his arms, opened his mouth, wanted to say something sweet, but finally said with a straight face, "Don't cry."

You Qian rubbed her face and said, "My son is crying so sadly, why don't you care?"

Song Zhicheng's body froze, and he frowned and said, "If you stop crying, he will naturally stop crying."

The little guy is just booing, just following the trend, how sad is it?

Besides, does he know what sadness is?
"Go and coax me, I'll talk to grandpa." You Qian pushed Song Zhicheng, then sat back and grabbed grandpa's hand again and said, since he said a complete sentence, grandpa seemed to fall into a deep sleep again, as if he was having a nightmare , Struggling to wake up, Grandpa may have heard You Qian and the others talking. At this moment, his eyelids have been beating, which makes people look forward to it. Maybe he will open his eyes in the next second?

Song Zhicheng didn't object. He picked up his crying son and shook him gently in his arms. After coaxing him for a while, Song Gungun fell down, just like what Song Zhicheng said. He stopped and stared at Song Zhicheng with his watery and sparkling eyes. There were a few drops of crystal tears hanging on his thick and slender eyelashes. He looked at Dad for a while, then Gun Gun suddenly opened his mouth and grinned: " ah……"

Song Zhicheng touched his rolling head, his eyes were gentle: "Good boy."

Gun Gun smiled, put his fingers into his mouth, and began to gnaw with relish.

Here, after coaxing his son, Song Zhicheng put his mind on his grandfather again, and frowned slightly.

You Qian endured his anxiety and said worriedly: "I've talked just now, why haven't you woke up yet?"

Song Zhicheng said in a low voice, "Don't worry."

When the two were talking in a low voice, Mr. Song on the bed suddenly opened his eyes. The moment he opened his eyes, his eyes were filled with endless confusion. He looked at Song Zhicheng and then at You Qian.

then……

Mr. Song's gaze was fixed on You Qian, and he stretched out his hand towards her.

You Qian passed her hand over, and Mr. Song grabbed it immediately. You Qian blinked, blinked again, and blinked a few times, but still couldn't believe it, reached out and rubbed his eyes, and finally shouted in surprise: "Grandpa ?”

Mr. Song asked hoarsely, "Qianqian?"

You Qian pursed her lips and smiled: "Grandpa, you are finally willing to wake up."

Mr. Song's head was a little confused, and he was in a trance for a while before he opened his mouth and asked, "Qianqian, did Zhicheng find you?"

Hearing his grandfather's words, Song Zhicheng's heart suddenly throbbed.

But he didn't.

At that time, he didn't have time to go back, just a little bit, just a little bit, maybe...

Song Zhicheng didn't dare to think about it any further, but just sullenly, pursed his lips, and watched the interaction between grandpa and You Qian in a daze.

After listening to Grandpa's question, You Qian smiled brightly, nodded vigorously, and said loudly, "Well, he found me in time. So Grandpa doesn't have to worry about me."

Song Zhicheng's fingers trembled, and suddenly he felt boundless bitterness surged up in his internal organs, and the bitterness almost drowned his whole body.

Even though he understood that what she said was to help him cover up and to appease Grandpa, he still felt stuffy and his breathing began to be difficult.

Song Zhicheng stood aside, enduring the suffocation in his chest, and tried his best to look at You Qian and grandpa.

Mr. Song raised his head and glanced at Song Zhicheng. After hearing You Qian's words, he immediately relaxed his eyebrows and said with a smile, "That's good."

Grandpa's voice was very hoarse and hoarse, as rough as sandpaper on a tabletop. You Qian asked anxiously, "Grandpa, is your throat uncomfortable? If you feel uncomfortable, stop and stop talking."

Mr. Song coughed and asked, "How long have I been asleep?"

You Qian smiled: "It's been a long time, you've been asleep for almost a year, Song Zhicheng and I are in a hurry."

Mr. Song glanced at Song Zhicheng who was standing beside him with a dull face, and snorted softly, "Boy, the one you are holding in your hand is my good great-grandson, right?"

Song Zhicheng came back to his senses, his face tensed, and then he calmed down, and said in a muffled voice, "Yes, Grandpa."

Mr. Song raised his hand, pointed to the vacant seat next to him, and said, "Then what are you doing there? Why don't you bring my good great-grandson over to show me?"

Song Zhicheng stepped forward according to his words, and put Gun Gun beside his grandfather.

Mr. Song's face was covered with holes, and he burst into laughter in an instant: "This little fat man, his voice is so loud, it almost broke your great-grandfather's eardrums."

Gun Gun is now lying on the bed, grinning, laughing with the adults.After laughing for a while, he started to play, waving his paws for a while, and raising his fat legs for a while.

Mr. Song just smiled: "It's very lively, just like us Qianqian."

It turns out that grandpa understood just now.You Qian's face suddenly blushed unnaturally: "Grandpa, Gun Gun still resembles you the most."

Grandpa's personality is the liveliest. You Qian couldn't figure it out before, how could such a cheerful, talkative, and funny person like Grandpa cultivate such a boring person like Song Zhicheng?

Looking at his son now, he feels that the main problem lies with Song Zhicheng.

Mr. Song said with a smile: "Yeah. I think so too. In the future, don't be like your father. You can't make a muffled sound with eight sticks."

After finishing speaking, Mr. Song raised his eyelids angrily, and gave Song Zhicheng a blank look.

Song Zhicheng: "..."

Mr. Song snorted, "Look, I've been awake for so long, and he didn't take the initiative to talk to me."

Song Zhicheng's face turned dark.

Depressed, Song Zhicheng thought, Grandpa, you chatted so happily with Qianqian, how could I have the heart to interrupt your chat?
Before Song Zhicheng could speak, Mr. Song continued, "Let's talk about ourselves, don't talk to him."

Song Zhicheng: "..."

Youqian glanced at Song Zhicheng from the corner of his eye, seeing the depression in his eyes, and suddenly felt very funny.She guessed that grandpa was angry with Song Zhicheng, right?
Was it Qi Song Zhicheng who didn't protect himself well?
So much time has passed, and to be honest, You Qian felt that it was really unfair to blame Song Zhicheng for the accident, but...

She just didn't like that Song Zhicheng was always hiding like this, not saying anything.So far, the reason why she was kidnapped at that time, who is it, who did it... All kinds of things, Song Zhicheng has not revealed the slightest thing to her until now. After she gave birth to the child and left the tightly guarded castle, he silently Putting Chen Fang and others by her side, You Qian took the initiative to ask him why, but Song Zhicheng refused to say it at the time.

You Qian tried several times, but Song Zhicheng kept silent. In the end, she had no choice but to stop asking.

You Qian thought for a while, then smiled and said, "Grandpa, are you tired now? Do you want to have a doctor check up on you?"

Mr. Song kept his eyes on Song Gungun, and said, "I'm not tired, so I don't want to see a doctor."

You Qian said in a coaxing tone, "If you're not tired, you have to take a look, good boy..." She turned to Song Zhicheng and said, "Go and call the doctors in?"

Otherwise, he would stand here by himself without making a sound, and no one would talk to him. He would not be embarrassed, but she would be embarrassed for him.

　Goodnight everybody

　　Thank you my babies, thank you: Love War Hell·Yu Ling, Bulling Bulling, Yache∧Yuyaoベhh for your rewards, okay.

　　
　
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