But she is the old man's granddaughter after all.
The old man may have suffered a lot.
After asking Azheng to send the old man back to the Mu family for endorsement, Xia Qingkong and Mu Chenhao took Little Tomato and Little Potato back to the Mu family's old house.
The car drove slowly and arrived at the Mu family's old residence half an hour later.
Xia Qingkong hadn't gone back for a long time. As soon as she arrived at the door of her house, a servant notified Mu Ziming and Xing Wenjing, and they immediately came out to greet her.
"Oh, Qingkong is back." Xing Wenjing took the tomato from Xia Qingkong's hand with a smile and muttered.
Xing Wenjing has come here to see Little Tomatoes several times before, and people here often send people to take Little Tomatoes and Little Potatoes back to the Mu family’s old house, so the vendor is also very familiar with Xing Wenjing. Now from Xia Qingkong When Xing Wenjing's arms came into her arms, she didn't accept life at all.
A pair of small hands as tender as lotus roots hung on Xing Wenjing's neck, making Xing Wenjing's eyebrows curl up with a smile.
It can be said that Xing Wenjing was very satisfied with Xia Qingkong's twins, although Xing Wenjing disliked Xia Qingkong very much at the beginning.
But in the end, it's okay if we just get on with life, and since we don't live together, there won't be any conflicts. Xia Qingkong now also believes that she cannot live with her mother-in-law and father-in-law now or in the future.
Xia Qingkong herself felt that there was no way to resolve the conflict between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law.
So distance brings beauty.
"Mom, how are you doing lately?"
Xing Wenjing glanced at her and said with a smile, "I've always been in good health. It's you. I've been having a cough lately."
"Dad has a cough. Have you gone to the hospital for a checkup?"
"No, she is very stubborn. Even if I ask her to go to the hospital, she won't go."
Mu Ziming also came over and glanced at Xing Wenjing reproachfully.
"What are you talking about in front of your children?"
"Did I tell you wrong? It's not like our Mu family doesn't have a private hospital. What's wrong with letting you go see a doctor?"
"It's okay, just let Xiaofei come over next week to show daddy."
Mu Ziming took the little tomato from Xing Wenjing's hand. The little granddaughter was so cute that Mu Ziming couldn't get angry at all and teased the little tomato.
"By the way, didn't I say that there is another person coming back today? Where is he?" Xia Qingkong looked around, as if there was nothing, Song Huihui.
"Qingkong, come with me, I have something to tell you." Xing Wenjing waved to Xia Qingkong, motioning for Xia Qingkong to follow her, and Xia Qingkong followed Xing Wenjing.
Arriving at the greenhouse in the garden, Xia Qingkong asked, "What's wrong with Mom?"
"I want to tell you about memories."
"Okay, you say."
After letting her servants make two cups of scented tea, Xing Wenjing took Xia Qingkong and sat in the greenhouse in the garden. The sun was shining quietly, and Xia Qingkong felt comfortable and warm all over.
"It's very pitiful to recall this child... her parents died when she was only half a year old."
"I know that her father was his comrade-in-arms and died on the battlefield, and her mother also died in love. She has been pitiful since she was a child, but what on earth do you want to say, Mom?"
Xing Wenjing looked at Xia Qingkong with a complicated expression.
"Just say what you have to say."
I know why Xing Wenjing has such an expression, because in Xia Qingkong's impression, Xing Wenjing has always been a very open-minded person, and she says whatever she has to say.
Rarely so coy.
"Okay Qingkong, let me tell you something first. Looking back on her past, she liked Chen Hao very much."
Xia Qingkong could also guess this.
"There are many people who like Mu Chenhao. Let's get to the point, right? It's okay." Xia Qingkong smiled at Xing Wenjing. As long as Xing Wenjing didn't ask Xia Qingkong to give up Mu Chenhao to that Song Huihui, everything else would be fine. All easy to say.
"I remember before that this kid committed suicide by slitting his wrists because of Chen Hao..."
"Then what?" Xia Qingkong picked up the scented tea on the table and took a sip.
"In the three years since she went to Africa, we have never dared to tell her about Chen Hao's marriage to you."
It turned out to be like this. Although Xing Wenjing didn't say it clearly, Xia Qingkong already understood it. It seemed that Song Huihui liked Mu Chenhao very much, and seemed to be quite popular with Xing Wenjing and Mu Ziming.
"So her mother used to be my best friend, so her mother entrusted me to take good care of the memories. When we remember each other, I just hope you don't give her too much stimulation."
Xing Wenjing continued, "We can't keep this matter secret. She will definitely know about it, but if she takes any drastic action then, for the sake of me and your father, don't argue with her. "
Song recalled that his father was Mu Ziming's comrade-in-arms, and there must be a life-and-death friendship between the two.
Xia Qingkong nodded and agreed, "Okay, I promise you, I only have one condition, he can't hurt Little Tomato and Little Potato."
Little tomatoes and little potatoes are Xia Qingkong's bottom line. If Song Huihuan makes a fuss about little tomatoes and little potatoes after she comes back, Xia Qingkong will definitely not let her go.
She and Mu Chenhao were in free love, truly loved each other, and were engaged.
Although he had never met Song Huihui, Xia Qingkong somehow had an extremely bad impression of Song Huihui.
It is impossible for a normal person to slit his wrists for the sake of love. Xia Qingkong knew Mu Chenhao's character, and she must be extremely cold towards Song Hui. Under such circumstances, she could slit her wrists and commit suicide for Mu Chenhao's brother...
Too emotional.
Maybe he felt that his request was too much. After all, Mu Chenhao is Xia Qingkong's husband and has nothing to do with Song Memories, so Xing Wenjun was a little embarrassed, "Qingkong, I know this is a bit sorry for you, but this memory Although he is not my biological child, I have raised him for more than ten years, and my feelings are the same as my daughter, so I hope you can understand. "
Xia Qingkong smiled, "It's okay, I know, Mom, everything will go well with the family, I won't care."
Xing Wenjing felt relieved.
She looked at Xia Qingkong. The more she looked at Xia Qingkong, the more pleasing she became to her eyes. When she first met Xia Qingkong, they were so quarrelsome. As a daughter-in-law, she wants Qi Yaner to be her daughter-in-law.
I was really blinded by lard at that time.
Of course, what satisfied Xing Wenjing the most was that Xia Qingkong gave birth to such cute twins for her.
When Xing Wenjing looked at Little Tudou, she felt that he looked exactly like Mu Chenhao when he was a child, and that he would become a great person in the future.
While Xia Qingkong and Xing Wenjing were still talking, a servant came to announce at the door.
"Madam, young lady, Miss Memories is back."