The fireworks were set off so loudly outside the window that Song's father, Song's mother and the old couple who were about to go to bed in the master bedroom naturally heard it too.Father Song, who had just changed into pajamas, was so excited that he slid off the bed.

He took his wife's little hand.

"Honey, shall we go out to watch the fireworks? There are fireworks outside."

how to say?This firework show was not arranged by the Song family, and it is unknown who stayed up in the middle of the night to set off fireworks outside. It was probably some young man who took advantage of the night to confess his love.

Tsk tsk, a little romantic.

"Let's go, wife, if you don't go out, the fireworks will be over."

"No," Hua Wanying gave her husband an elegant roll of her eyes, and pulled her hand back to smooth the gap between the mask and skin, "It's not like I haven't seen fireworks before, I'm going to have a beauty sleep later."

"You go to bed earlier too."

"Don't forget what the doctor told you to go to bed early and get up early, and eat a balanced diet. Look at you..."

Seeing that his daughter-in-law was going to babble for a long time, Song Chenghong hurriedly picked up the cup on the bedside table: "I'm thirsty, go get a glass of water." Then he walked towards the door in a nonchalant manner.

squeak--

The door of the room was only opened a crack, and poor Father Song stood there in a daze as if he had been repeatedly struck by lightning.

Oh my God!

This, this, this...

"What's wrong? Old Song." Hua Wanying who was on the bed saw him stuck behind the door for a long time and thought he was ill. She grabbed the mask on her face and threw it to the side, and was about to rush over in a hurry .

"Old Song, don't scare me."

"I'm fine." Song Chenghong closed the door sadly, walked heavily to the bed step by step, put the cup down, slipped on the bed, and bit the corner of the quilt sadly, "I'm just a little sad."

"What did you see?" Hua Wanying didn't know why.

Hearing this, Song Chenghong covered his head and wept: "I saw... woo..."

Hua Wanying was even more confused.

What is it that makes this guy sad like a two-hundred-pound child?

Curiosity drove Hua Wanying to follow behind the door, quietly opened a small gap, and then her eyes fell on the young people who were embracing under the fireworks on the open-air balcony not far away.

It was her daughter and Feng Chizhou.

Harm, as for?

Didn't you just see the two children hugging each other?

Make a fuss.

Hua Wanying closed the door lightly, returned to the bed and lay down next to Song's father, gave her husband a supercilious look, then closed her eyes and massaged the skin on her face with her fingers to promote the absorption of the mask essence.

Song Chenghong poked his head out from under the quilt, expecting Ai Ai.

"Have you seen it all?"

Did you see their daughter kissing that brat in the Feng family?She stood on tiptoe and kissed the smelly man's mouth.hateful!It's the mouth, not the forehead, cheeks, etc., it's the mouth!

"Yes, I see." Hua Wanying was annoyed.

Song Chenghong looked like an innocent girl whose feelings were played with, questioning the ruthless scumbag in pants: "You see, you, aren't you angry? Are you not sad?"

"What's the matter? Isn't it something that young couples often do?" Hua Wanying didn't care, and even reached out to pat him, "Keep your voice down, if the children hear it, they will be so embarrassed."

Although it's just a small hug, it's a little embarrassing to be seen by your parents, right?

"Oh, you are so ruthless." Song Chenghong bit the corner of the quilt again.

My daughter-in-law likes that brat Feng Chizhou so much, she's afraid that her tender and juicy cabbage will be taken away soon.He is alone and weak!

Hua Wanying was helpless: "Old Song, I've never seen you hate Huo Jinchen so much before? Why are you like Chi Zhou, a kid who guards against thieves?"

"Aren't I afraid that Yueyue will be hurt by a scumbag again?" Song Chenghong felt wronged, "Yueyue really seems to like that kid Feng Chizhou, if he is like Huo Jinchen... how sad is Yueyue?"

Hua Wanying was silent for a while.

"That silly boy probably won't." Song's mother didn't dare to guarantee Feng Chizhou, but she somehow believed that he would not hurt her daughter.

"I can see that his heart and eyes are our daughter."

Now Song Chenghong was silent.

Feng Chizhou was indeed much more concerned than Huo Jinchen, otherwise he would not have agreed to Lao Feng so easily to let the two children get married at both ends.

"Alas—" Father Song sighed deeply.

Hua Wanying went on to say: "I don't think our Yueyue is someone who will be hurt emotionally. She has always been independent and assertive. If Chi Zhou moved on, she should decisively cut off the relationship between the two."

Just like how he treated Huo Jinchen before.

Father Song fell into deep thought.

"Don't be too petty, just want to open up a little bit." Hua Wanying continued to coax this awkward old child, "When my daughter grows up, she will get married and have a family of her own."

"You have to work hard to live longer and support us Yueyue."

Hearing this, Father Song rekindled his fighting spirit.

"Yes, I want to support our daughter!"

"Wife," Song Chenghong hugged his daughter-in-law sideways, and rubbed against her neck again and again, "The old man didn't agree with us being together back then, but fortunately you have always firmly chosen me. "

"I love you so much, wife."

"Really, it's so gross." Hua Wanying smiled and pushed her husband a few times, but he hugged her tighter, "Honey, I want to hug you to sleep."

Hua Wanying had no choice but to let him hold her.

After a long time, she said, "I love you too, husband."

In fact, she is also very grateful for his persistence. No matter how many trials and obstacles he faces, he always looks for her.

I hope that child from the Feng family is really Yueyue's beloved.

I hope their Yueyue will not be let down.

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