After dinner, Zhang Ru quietly pulled Song Yingwan into the room without saying what he wanted to do, leaving Song Yingwan confused.
Zhang Ru looked lovingly at the clean and delicate girl in front of her. She was obviously still young, but her temperament became more gentle and calm. She didn't know whether this change was good or bad, but now she was very satisfied. The family was ordinary. An'an is the best.
What's more, it's too late for her to be happy that her daughter and son-in-law are so promising now.
Song Yingwan couldn't help it first, and couldn't resist such a loving look, "Mom, what's wrong?"
Zhang Ru came back to her senses, but her eyes were still looking at Song Yingwan, and she said softly, "I just want to talk to you."
Song Yingwan's eyes slightly raised, and he leaned on her shoulder affectionately, "Okay, mom can say whatever she wants. How about we sleep together tonight, and let Xie Ci sleep with my dad." After saying that, He had to get up and hug his own pillow.
Zhang Ru quickly stopped her, dumbfounded, "Okay, just talk for a while."
If Xie Ci and Song's father were to sleep in the same bed, neither of them would be able to sleep well tonight.
Song Yingwan was just joking. If she had really dared to do this just now, she would be the one to make trouble later.
Zhang Ru took her daughter's hand and said earnestly, "Wanwan, although our family is not as good as Xiaoci's family, your father and I have raised you since you were young. After you go to college, you will naturally follow We have a lot of contact there, so no matter what, we still have to live a good life with Xiaoci first."
"You should listen to what your elders say, but don't bear it if you are really wronged. As long as your father and I are alive, this is your home. You can come back if you want, and you can stay here for the rest of your life."
Song Yingwan's eyes suddenly sore, and she spoke with difficulty, "Mom..."
Zhang Ru patted her hand lightly, her voice still soft, "Mom is telling you these things to tell you that you will always be our child."
"Okay, I remember." His red eyes were filled with tears, but they refused to fall.
Zhang Ru seemed to be a little more emotional. She quickly turned her head and wiped the corners of her eyes. Then she took out a bankbook from the drawer, lowered her head and said, "This is the dowry money your father and I saved for you, but now you and Xiao Ci Now that you have a family, you don't care about etiquette. You should take the money first. When you go to Beijing, you will have to spend money wherever you need it. We can't make others feel stingy. "
Song Yingwan quickly refused, "Mom, I have enough money..."
Zhang Ru, "I don't know whether you have enough money or not. I don't even know how much it cost to buy a lot of things you bought today."
Only then did Song Yingwan realize that she was still distressed about the things she bought today, and said helplessly, "I'm really not short of money. When we first got married, he gave all his savings to me. Besides, we can't spend it in the countryside." How many."
Zhang Ru frowned and shook his head, "Just use what Xiao Ci gave you for yourself. Don't buy it for us in the future. Chenchen doesn't lack anything. As long as you two are well, we can rest assured."
Only then did she find the crux of the matter, why she had missed such an important thing.
Song Yingwan told Zhang Ru how she made money by submitting articles in the countryside. She now received about seventy or eighty yuan in monthly royalties, and it would not be possible to increase it to more than a hundred yuan a month later. It's impossible, there's absolutely no problem in supporting yourself.
Zhang Ru was stunned for a moment after hearing this, with surprise and joy mixed in his eyes, "Really?!"
Song Yingwan nodded, "Really."
Zhang Ru smiled and said, "Okay, my daughter is really promising, your father and I can rest assured in the future."
Song Yingwan held her arm and looked at her with a smile, "Do you believe me now?"
Zhang Ru smiled from ear to ear, "I believe it, I believe it."
Before Song Yingwan could speak, she said, "But I still have to give this money to you. It was originally prepared as dowry money for you. Your father and I are far away from you, so we can rest assured if you hold it."
Then he put the money into Song Yingwan's hand and said without any doubt, "Be obedient!"
Song Yingwan was speechless and felt soft in her heart, "Okay, thank you, Mom."
Zhang Ru smiled and nodded, looked at the time and said, "Okay, go back quickly, your dad should be waiting outside."
"Okay, got it." She trailed off.
And Song's father has indeed been wandering around the door for several times. It's quite boring to sit there alone.
When Song Yingwan went out, he happened to see Song's father pacing in the living room. He smiled secretly in his heart, but did not reveal it, "Dad."
Father Song coughed lightly and replied, "Well, let's go to bed early."
Song Yingwan smiled lightly and said, "Okay, then I'll go to bed first."
Father Song, "Go."
When she returned to the room, Xie Ci was sitting at the desk waiting for her. He was wearing thin clothes, as if he couldn't feel the surrounding temperature.
Song Yingwan closed the door and asked hesitantly, "Isn't it cold?"
Xie Ci turned around and looked at her without saying a word. The next second he walked to her, holding his small chin with one hand and pressing his fingertips to the end of her eyes. He said in a cold voice, "Are you crying?"
Song Yingwan twisted her neck unnaturally, but was immediately straightened up by him and could only be forced to look into his eyes.
She pursed her lower lip, looked away little by little, and whispered, "I chatted with Mom for a while."
He sighed, lowered his head and pressed a kiss on her eyelids, and then said warmly, "Are you reluctant to leave home?"
Song Yingwan moved forward a little, leaned lightly into his arms, and muttered, "That's right."
Xie Ci stroked the girl's long, silky hair and whispered, "I'm sorry."
Song Yingwan said amusedly, "What are you apologizing for?"
Xie Ci pursed his lips and said slowly, "Because I can't solve the things that make you sad."
Whether the two of them move here or the Song family moves to Beijing, it seems unrealistic.
Song Yingwan stood up, wrapped her hands around his neck, stood on tiptoes and kissed the corner of the man's lips, and said with a smile in her eyes, "Okay, I just expressed my feelings for a moment, I can't stay at home forever. "
Xie Ci's eyes were gentle, his hands tightened around the girl's slender waist, and their foreheads touched each other, "Then I promise we'll come back to see you more often, okay?"
Song Yingwan closed her eyes and said softly, "Okay--"
After a while, she suddenly remembered something. She quickly let go of her hand on the back of his neck and took out a small notebook from her pocket. With a bright smile on her face, she said, "Dangdang, look at it!"
Xie Ci heard the news and walked over. Although he could tell what she was holding at a glance, he still followed her words and asked, "What is this?"
The little girl looked proud and said briskly, "This is the dowry my parents gave me."
Xie Ci raised his eyebrows slightly and laughed suddenly, "Are you asking me for a betrothal gift?" As he spoke, he used some force in his arms to circle the person into his arms.
Song Yingwan looked at him lightly and said, "You didn't give me any gift in the first place, but speaking of it, I still suffered the loss."
