Chapter 93 You are sick, girl

Song Yunqing's smile faded a little: "It's okay, I don't care."

Ge Jinglan sighed: "Okay, just keep it in mind."

She couldn't say anything about matters between husband and wife, she just had to remind them of what needed to be reminded.

In the next few days, the atmosphere between Xiao Jinchuan and Song Yunqing was so weird that it scared others.

When we got home, we still ate together and slept in the same bed as usual, but we didn't talk much anymore.

Song Yunqing's cheerful laughter could no longer be heard.

In the office, Xiao Jinchuan didn't communicate with others and was elusive all day long.

Even someone as carefree as Zhao Hu sensed something was wrong.

"Deputy Captain Xiao, has something happened recently? Why does the whole office feel so cold?"

Chen Zhicheng threw a coat over him and said, "If you're cold, wear more clothes."

"Go away, you know that's not what I'm talking about."

"I'm not blind. I must have seen it. If he doesn't want to tell me, what can I do?"

Zhao Hu made a bold guess: "Is there a possibility that he had a quarrel with Miss Song?"

"Arguing? That's unlikely. I've seen them getting along pretty well these past couple of days, but..."

"But what?"

"But I also feel like there's something strange between them. It's not as warm as before."

"Then you're talking shit."

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"Uncle Ma, are you home?"

Song Yunqing stood at the door and called for a long time but heard no sound from inside.

"I heard you outside, could you please open the door for me?"

Seeing that the time was almost up, Uncle Ma was as stubborn as a donkey and could not be persuaded no matter what.

She couldn't just call someone to rush in and bring the person out.

"If you don't open the door, I'll rush in? I'll kick the door? I'm very strong!"

Song Yunqing deliberately stomped his feet on the spot, and the next second the door was opened from the inside.

"You dare! If you dare to kick down my door, I'll sue you."

Song Yunqing laughed: "Isn't this a no-kick?"

"What are you doing here again? I won't listen to you and leave here. Forget it."

Song Yunqing seemed completely unaware that he didn't welcome her, and shamelessly squeezed into the house, looking at the furnishings inside.

Many things are so old that you can’t even tell what they were originally like.

There were layers of dust on the table.

There was only a black and white photo on the cabinet, and the front was clean.

"Is this your lover?"

The old lady in the photo doesn’t look very old, probably only about fifty years old, and she is looking at the camera with a kind face.

Maybe it was because someone finally talked to him about the past.

Uncle Ma's eyes became much softer.

"It was my old partner who passed away fifteen years ago."

"This house was built when we got married. She said she wanted to spend the rest of her life with me here, but her life was too short."

Song Yunqing was stunned. No wonder Uncle Ma was reluctant to leave here. So this is the case.

"What if I tell you there's danger here?"

Uncle Ma picked up the photo and wiped it gently: "That's perfect, bury me here, I want to be with her."

"This photo was taken the only time we went out together. She seemed to sense something and pulled me to take a photo. It disappeared shortly after we came back."

"You can see that I don't have many days left. I just want to guard this house and take care of her in the remaining days. Nothing else matters."

"You may mean well, but I don't need it."

How could she not need it? She couldn't bear to watch a life being lost here.

This evening in the original text was the day when Xiao Jinchuan and Wei Zhihe expressed their feelings, and it was also the day when their relationship underwent a major change.

But there is also another big thing happening today.

The strong wind blew down Uncle Ma’s house, and the already elderly Uncle Ma was crushed under the beam, leaving him disabled for life.

The incident happened suddenly, interrupting Xiao Jinchuan's words. Wei Zhihe hurried to rescue people after receiving the news.

However, because Mr. Ma was very old and had no will to live, he was ultimately not rescued.

She didn't care whether they confessed their feelings or not, that was their business. She just wanted to do her best to save a life.

In fact, she also had her own selfish motives. She helped Xiao Jinchuan resolve external influences so that he could speak his mind.

Force him to make a decision.

It was not only a decision between him and Wei Zhihe, but also a decision between him and his wife.

If he really couldn't break free from the constraints of the plot, she would leave without hesitation.

Anyway, the money she has is enough for her to live a happy life.

"Alright, alright, I appreciate your kindness, please go out now and don't bother me anymore. I want to go to sleep."

Song Yunqing refused, and turned his eyes to look at the photo in front of him.

"Then go to sleep. I'll take the photos first."

She quickly hugged the photo in her arms and ran out the door in two steps.

Before Uncle Ma could even recover from his shock, he saw that the cabinet was empty.

"God damn it, give me back my photo!"

Hearing the powerful roar behind her, Song Yunqing deliberately slowed down her pace, enough for him to follow her closely but not catch her.

"Uncle Ma, if you can catch up with me, I will return this photo to you."

Uncle Ma was leaning on a crutch and didn't even bother to speak. He just walked very fast.

"Stop right there and give the photo back!"

"No, no, no, no, come and get it yourself."

Uncle Ma gasped, "When I catch you, I'm going to beat you to death with my cane!"

"Then you have to catch me first!"

Song Yunqing took Uncle Ma to run around half of the village, attracting many people to come out and watch the fun.

"What's the show we're singing today? The Xiao family has so many programs."

"Who knows? I see she's holding something in her hand."

"You say, it's not that it's stimulating."

"What's exciting?"

The man's eyes were ambiguous. "As for Deputy Captain Xiao and that guy, you haven't heard the recent rumors."

Xu Xiujuan immediately refuted: "Nonsense, Deputy Captain Xiao is not that kind of person. I think those who gossip are just bored and have nothing to do. They will behave themselves after a few days of reform."

The man looked embarrassed and said, "Don't get so excited. I just heard it from others. Who knows if it's true or not?"

"You're not even sure whether it's true or not, and you're still telling others about it? Isn't that misleading others?"

"Okay, okay, I won't say anything more!"

Song Yunqing ran all the way to the big banyan tree without blushing or breathing hard, and he always kept a distance of several meters from Uncle Ma.

Uncle Ma was not doing well. He was sweating profusely and sitting on the edge of the flower bed with a crutch, gasping for breath.

"You...what do you want to do? I'll do anything you ask me to do. Can you please give me back the photos?"

Song Yunqing looked at the time. Well, there was still half an hour left.

"If you sit here for half an hour, I'll give it back to you."

"Are you sick, girl?"

"right!"

Seeing that she agreed without hesitation, Uncle Ma almost couldn't breathe.

When faced with someone who doesn't play by the rules, he really has no idea what to do.

He gritted his teeth and agreed: "Okay, old man, I will sit here with you for half an hour."

Seeing that he really wasn't leaving, Song Yunqing found a place to sit farther away.

I started to stare blankly into the distance.

She could even hear cheers.

At this time, Xiao Jinchuan should have started preparing.

She originally wanted to go and take a look, but she felt that the mere thought of such a scene was almost unbearable.

Forget it.

Uncle Ma would glance at the photo in her arms from time to time, and his thoughts seemed to drift back to the past.

The two of them just sat there, and there was an eerie silence.

Time passed by little by little, and suddenly a few people came running from not far away, looking terrified.

"Uncle Ma, your house has collapsed!"

Uncle Ma stood up suddenly, his eyes went dark, and if he hadn't been leaning on a crutch, he would have fallen to the ground.

"What did you say!"

"Your house collapsed!"

"Whose family?"

"Your home!"

"What happened to my family?"

"Your house collapsed."

Uncle Ma's face turned pale and he sat down tremblingly, his body shaking uncontrollably.

He was muttering to himself.

“It collapsed…it actually collapsed…”

That was the home he had lived in all his life.

He also promised to guard her home for the rest of his life.

It just collapsed like this...

Song Yunqing frowned, as if there was something wrong with the original text.

It was clearly a sudden strong wind that hit the wall and caused the house to collapse.

But they had been sitting here for so long, and there wasn't even a breeze, let alone a strong wind.

Is it because she changed the plot?

So the whole line developed in a very strange direction?

Her mind was a mess.

"Girl, come here."

Uncle Ma, who had recovered from his shock, waved to Song Yunqing.

"Why, are you going to blow my head off with your cane again?"

Uncle Ma was so angry that he laughed: "Why would I hit you? Am I a person who can't tell right from wrong?"

Song Yunqing covered his head and nodded.

But she still listened to him, walked over, and put the clean photo into his arms.

"Murakami has built several retirement homes specifically for people without children to support them. I can help you apply."

Afraid he wouldn't agree, she quickly added, "Of course, your original house will be repaired as quickly as possible. When the time comes, you can move back in or live in Murakami. It's all up to you."

Uncle Ma looked at the photo with a loving gaze, as if he had traveled through more than ten years to meet her again.

"You are blessing me, right? I am so worried. You still worry about me even after I passed away."

There were faint tears in Uncle Ma's eyes.

Song Yunqing was also moved by their feelings.

Fortunately, he attributed all this to Grandma Ma’s blessing, otherwise he really didn’t know how to explain this coincidence.

"Okay, I'll listen to you. I'll stay in the nursing home for a few days. Please help me fix my house as soon as possible."

Seeing that he agreed, Song Yunqing finally felt relieved.

At this time...what is Xiao Jinchuan doing?

She suddenly wanted to go and see that no matter how things developed, she had to accept the ending.

Seeing it with your own eyes always makes you give up.