President, Mrs. is dancing on your grave with five little babies.

Finding no other excuses to procrastinate, Xuanyuan Qing had no choice but to follow her to the airport.

At the airport, Song Runian and others had already arrived.

Seeing Xuanyuan Mo, he stepped forward to ask for warmth, "After going abroad, I just call if I have anything to do. After all, I have also stayed abroad for five years and have many friends."

At critical times, maybe you can help.

Xuanyuan Mo nodded with a smile, "Okay, then I'll say thank you first."

"What kind of politeness is there with me?" Song Ru Nian waved his hand.

After a pause, her eyes fell on Xuanyuan Qing again, "Aunt Qing, take care, we may never see each other again after going abroad this time, so let's put aside the past grievances and let's hug once, how about it?"

Xuanyuan Qing's face was full of unnaturalness, but she opened her arms cooperatively.

Song Runian hugged her tightly.

After a while, he let go, and the voice said with emotion, "Everyone came to see you off, you should be very happy, it can be regarded as a happy reunion."

"No, Mommy," Xing Xing stood up and corrected, "Grandpa didn't come, so we don't count as a happy reunion."

Grandpa refers to Patriarch Xuanyuan.

And hearing this, Xuanyuan Qing's expression collapsed.

Song Runian grabbed Xing Xing and said seriously, "Grandfather was seriously injured and almost lost his life, so there is no way to come here."

"Oh!" Xing Xing nodded and stopped asking.

"Go play with your younger brothers and sisters. Isn't there an ice cream shop over there? Today I give special permission that you can have some." Song Runian said in an extremely gentle voice.

The eyes like stars and wild grapes are shining, full of joy, "Really, Mommy, you are so kind, long live Mommy!"

Then he led his younger brothers and sisters happily towards the ice cream shop.

Song Runian also took steps, ready to go to find Bao Sibai.

As soon as she turned around, the corner of her clothes was grabbed by Xuanyuan Qing.

"Aunt Qing, is there anything else?" Song Ru Nian asked curiously.

Xuanyuan Qing looked hesitant and lowered her voice, "You said he was seriously ill, is that true?"

"Who? Grandpa?" Song Runian blinked her slender eyelashes, "Of course it's true, you should know that Grandpa gave you a whip!"

of course I know.

The moment the whip was pulled down, a strong smell of blood filled the entire ward.

Xuanyuan Qing is unforgettable to this day!

But after that, the old housekeeper never came to make trouble, let alone mentioned Patriarch Xuanyuan's injury.

So Xuanyuan Qing felt that the injury should not be serious.

How come Song Runian said that it was difficult to recover, and he almost lost his life!

"If it's really that serious, why didn't anyone tell me?" Xuanyuan Qing's eyes were already a little scarlet.

Song Runian's expression was still calm, and she asked Xuanyuan Qing, "If I tell you, you will feel sad and guilty. Are you going to see grandpa?"

"..."

Silence, only endless silence.

Song Runian continued, "If you just go to make trouble and wait for grandpa to die, how dare we let you go.

After all, Grandpa hopes to reconcile with you before you die. If he dies before you, he will be severely humiliated by you, how sad he will be. "

"So what's going on with him now, is he really dying?" Xuanyuan Qing's eyes became irritable, "Is it?"

Song Runian avoided answering, "If you want to know so much, you can go and have a look!"