The life of a scholar of the system vase girl

Chapter 278

After returning home, Song's father went to the company, while Song Jiaran was dragged out of the house by Song's mother to buy some New Year's gifts for her grandparents and some clothes for her.

"Mom, I already have a lot of clothes, so I don't need to buy any more." Song Jiaran said with a headache as she watched Song's mother keep choosing clothes for herself on the hanger.

Mother Song ignored Song Jiaran's words, and continued to choose clothes for her daughter that were suitable for girls of her age.

Seeing Mama Song's shopaholic appearance, Song Jiaran sighed helplessly, and had no choice but to resign herself to wearing the clothes that Mama Song handed over, like a doll, constantly changing clothes.

"Your daughter is really beautiful. She fits so well in everything she wears. It's really enviable." The shopping guide who accompanied Song's mother to choose clothes looked at Song Jiaran with admiration in her eyes. Mother Song praised.

Mother Song also nodded proudly, and said unceremoniously: "Hehe, she has been a clothes rack since she was a child, and she was even scouted by scouts when she was young."

"I think your daughter is more beautiful than those big stars on TV. Your family's genes are really good." The shopping guide in his 30s looked at Mama Song enviously.

"The genes of me and the child's father are very common, and my daughter is the president, the president~"

Just when Song Jiaran was about to change clothes and broke down, Mother Song finally stopped. Song Jiaran silently breathed a sigh of relief, and packed the big and small bags she bought from the clothing store with Mother Song Taxi back.

"Mom, will grandpa really welcome us?" Song Jiaran asked softly while leaning on Song's mother while sitting in the car.

Because of that incident when she was a child, she always hated her grandfather, even a little bit of hatred.

But as she grew older and became more sensible, she no longer hated her grandfather, because she knew that her mother still missed her parents very much.

No matter what, my mother loves my grandparents, and I shouldn't hate them anymore.

"Yes, if your grandfather doesn't welcome us, he won't allow us to go back." Mother Song looked at Song Jiaran's worried expression, gently stroked her head, and said softly. ,

She had been away from that home for too long, and she really missed her brothers and sisters...and her parents.

Song Jiaran nodded, leaned her head on Song's mother's shoulder, and said in a low voice, "What kind of people are grandpa and grandma?"

"Hmm..." Mother Song organized her words after hearing Song Jiaran's question, and said softly, "Your grandpa...he is a very stubborn feudal old man, and your grandma, she is a very gentle The old man, she is very kind, and she also likes children very much..."

She still remembered that her mother said at that time that she would help her take care of her children in the future...

Song Jiaran looked at the nostalgic smile on Song's mother's face, blinked her eyes, and said, "Grandpa must still like money a little bit, otherwise, why would mother marry the son of the richest man?"

Mother Song looked at Song Jiaran's serious face, nodded Song Jiaran's head amusedly, and said with a smile: "Your grandfather, he did have some love money, but at that time he did it for my happiness. And consider."

Song Jiaran thought about it, and it was indeed the case. After all, her father was a poor and white orphan at the time, and could give Song's mother nothing, not even a guarantee for the future.

How can he be compared with the son of the richest man?
"But I still don't like grandpa. He shut his parents out and talked about his father like that..." Song Jiaran only needs to think of the cold winter when their family was locked out. No matter how her mother knocked on the door, no one answered, she felt sad.

Mother Song also thought of the snowy New Year that year, pulled her lips bitterly, and said with a smile: "It's all over, we are all one family, so don't worry about it so much."

"Oh~" Song Jiaran nodded lightly, and continued to ask, "Then do I have any uncles or aunts?"

"Of course, you have an uncle and an aunt." Mother Song mentioned her two brothers and sisters, with a bright smile on her face.

"But why have I never seen them?" Song Jiaran felt that her mother's relatives were too unreliable, and she didn't think this New Year's trip would have a happy ending.

(End of this chapter)