Hearing his mother's voice, Rourou turned around and glanced at his grandmother who was crying while holding him. Then he looked at his mother and pulled out his bib from his pocket. "Grandma, don't cry, hehe."

Moo Moo, who was standing on the ground, added, "Shame on you." Rourou wiped it and laughed even louder.

"Let's go inside and talk!" Uncle Su bent down and picked up Moo Moo and said.

Song Chucheng smiled slightly and said, "Yes! Grandpa, grandma, come into the house and talk."

"Okay! Okay! Okay! Grandpa will listen to you." Old Master Song's face was radiant, and his bright eyes suppressed the excitement in his eyes.

The three members of the Yu family who served as the background: “…”

As soon as they entered the house, Rourou was held in the arms of Old Man Song, and he picked up Moo Moo in his other hand.

Uncle Su: “…” Mr. Song is still as sharp as ever! His little fat boy is not thin at all!

Moo Moo twisted his body and was about to get down: "I'm tired, Moo Moo, get down."

“I’m so tired… I’m so tired…” Haha, Rourou clapped his hands and laughed.

Song Chucheng: "..." His forehead was almost sweating... Fortunately, my mother was not there...

"It's okay, great-grandfather is not tired." Old Master Song said happily. His voice at this moment was completely different from his usual loud voice. He spoke in a low voice for fear of scaring his two great-grandchildren.

Old Mrs. Song and her sister held Song Chucheng's hands tightly.

As Uncle Su expected, Mr. Song and his group stayed in his room for the entire morning.

At noon, a group of people had lunch together.

The old couple of the Song family didn't want to go back with Boss Yu at all. They knew that his granddaughter was here for fun, so they didn't let her take the two brothers home to live. Instead, they booked a room next to Song Chucheng's and moved in.

At noon, Uncle Su had to go out to do something. Song Chucheng knew that the old couple did not get enough rest yesterday, so he let them take a nap.

How could Mrs. Song sleep? But thinking of her granddaughter's shouting, she happily pulled Mr. Song back to take a nap.

They originally thought they wouldn't be able to sleep, but who would have thought that they fell asleep as soon as they touched the bed, and it was the first time in so many years that they slept so soundly.

Old Master Song was the first to get up. Looking at his wife who was sleeping more soundly than ever, his eyes were red. He tidied up his things quietly and strode out.

While there is still time, I must go and take care of his big son!

Song Kunxian, who was far away in Beijing, suddenly sneezed again.

"Secretary Song, do you want to see a doctor?"

This is the fourth time Hu Ye has said the same thing since morning.

Song Kunxian: “…” His eyelids have been twitching since morning, and he has been sneezing constantly. He knows his body best, and there is nothing wrong with him…

A string of phone calls interrupted their thoughts, and Hu Ye quickly answered the phone.

Hu Ye: “…” He finally understood why his secretary had been sneezing all morning.

"Secretary, it's the old man who asked you to answer the phone."

Song Kunxian: "..." He has heard...

"father!"

"You still call me dad? I'm more like calling you dad!"

Hu Ye: “…” When did the old man become so vigorous…

Hearing his voice, Song Kunxian's heart trembled slightly, and he guessed that his father knew about his younger brother. He lowered his eyes and returned to his normal tone; "How did you know?" Song Kunxian's eyes were dark, and he leaned back in the chair. He also became interested.

He was mainly worried about problems that might arise along the way, and since the situation on all sides was unstable, he didn't tell his parents.

How many years had it been since his father spoke to him like this? It hadn't been like this since his little brother went missing...

"How do you know? If your aunt hadn't seen us Orange, tell me when you were going to tell us!"

When Mr. Song talked about Song Chucheng, his mood became better, and his voice was not as loud as before.

"Chengzi, Xiao Shang's wife? Isn't she on the island?" He tapped his fingers twice on the table.

"She came to Shanghai with Yan Jing and happened to run into your aunt." Old Master Song thought of the Rourou brothers and smiled again, "My two little great-grandchildren are here too, and they call me great-grandfather!"

At this point, Mr. Song no longer had his previous bad temper. The father and son chatted for a while. Before hanging up the phone, Song Kunxian also mentioned that it was time for you to go home.

After hanging up the phone, Song Kunxian chuckled softly, "The eldest brother of the Su family? After all these years, he's still so petty?"

Hu Ye: “…” Should he tell Liao Jun something? ? And who can compare to you in pettiness?

Liao Jun: “…” No need, I already know…

Song Kunxian then thought of the information he had read about his younger brother's youngest son, and his eyes narrowed slightly. If he could train that kid, it wouldn't be impossible for him to live the same life as the eldest son of the Su family in the future...

Song Jingyu: “…”Did I agree?

Father Su: “…” I didn’t want to agree at that time.

The two Rourou brothers got up, Song Chucheng helped them pack up, and then took them to her grandparents' room next door.

She knew that the old couple didn't dare to disturb her and her two children, worried that she would dislike it and not get used to it.

In the next two days, the old couple of the Song family took Song Chucheng and her mother and two children to visit almost the entire Shanghai city.

Every time she went to a place, she would sigh in her heart, "Money! It's all money! It's impossible to buy a house now, otherwise she would specifically buy a house in every prime location..."

However, she has no plans to retire in Shanghai, so it doesn't matter whether she buys a house here or not.

While her grandparents were watching over the two brothers, Song Chucheng found a time to mail the package.

They also took a lot of photos together, and Song Chucheng developed a copy and asked her grandparents to take it back to her parents-in-law.

"Chengzi, why don't you and your grandparents go back to Jing City."

Old Lady Song had said this more than once. Although Uncle Su didn't say anything, his long ears revealed his inner thoughts...

"Grandma, next time I'll go with Mu Shang, or I'll go back and talk to my dad about it, and then we can go with them."

Song Chucheng also missed her husband, and she hadn't planned to stay out for too long.

After hearing what his niece-in-law said, Uncle Su started to tease Moo with peace of mind.

The old couple of the Song family had no choice but to give up, thinking that they had to go back quickly to arrange all the household affairs before going to find their youngest son.

The next day, Song Chucheng wanted to send them to the train station, but was refused by her grandparents.

Before leaving, Old Lady Song stuffed a small cloth bag into Song Chucheng's hand and said, "Orange, this is for you from grandma and grandpa. Grandma will give it to your dad and his family when she sees them later. This is for you."

Song Chucheng wanted to return the car but it drove away.

The old couple of the Song family didn't want her to come back, so they took advantage of this period of time to give her the things.