Chapter 319: Little Boy with Big Smile
When the couple arrived home, Song Yan was sitting on the carpet, playing with his two children.
"Grandpa Song, do you think the castle that Miaomiao built is pretty?" Miaomiao sat in front of Song Yan, waving her chubby arms.
"It's beautiful, Miaomiao's castle is so beautiful, exactly the same as the princess's castle." Song Yan smiled happily, and the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes were clearly visible.
Mingming was playing with the model brought by Song Yan, which was also given by Qiu Liren. It was a batch of warship models eliminated from the Unified Base. The assembly was very difficult and stumped Mingming.
Song Yan also knows a little about warships, so he can play with Mingming and occasionally give some advice.
The three generations of grandfather and grandson were having a great time together and the atmosphere was very warm.
Jin Mohan stood at the door and watched, but didn't go over.
Jiang Zixuan complained in a low voice, "Should I say that these two kids are very sociable? How come they can be so close to everyone?"
Qiu Ming will not be mentioned, at least they have met him before in Haizhou. It was the first time they met Song Yan, and after only one or two hours, they had already developed to the point of calling him grandpa.
Especially Miaomiao, this girl is a real chatterbox and can chat with anyone. She is simply Ke Zhenshan's soulmate.
Every time the two met, either Miaomiao would talk so hard that Ke Zhenshan would vomit, or Ke Zhenshan would talk so hard that Miaomiao became autistic.
Jin Mohan touched his chin and said, "This personality is not like me."
"I'm not a very sociable person either." Jiang Zixuan insisted that this had nothing to do with her and it must be Jin Mohan's genes.
The two of them pushed the blame to each other and neither of them was willing to take responsibility.
After laughing for a while, Song Yan noticed them and said with a smile, "If you don't come back, I'm going to kidnap these two little guys."
"If you like, you can stay for a while longer. Miaomiao and Mingming love you very much." Jiang Zixuan pulled Jin Mohan over.
Jin Mohan said, "Today's research lecture went very smoothly. Thank you for your guidance."
Song Yan waved his hand and said, "You two are too polite. I, an old man, can't help you much. I can only do some trivial things."
Jin Mohan replied modestly.
In front of Song Yan, he retracted his usually sharp hedgehog-like spines, and was gentle and polite, not causing anyone to feel offended or disrespectful.
Jiang Zixuan left the father and son some space to spend time together, picked up Miaomiao and went to the kitchen.
Miaomiao lifted her hair and asked softly, "Mommy, when that grandpa saw me and my brother, his eyes turned red. Does he have pink eye disease like the little rabbit?"
Jiang Zixuan didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "It's not a disease, baby, don't talk nonsense. Grandpa Song just... has a hard time controlling his emotions."
Miaomiao sighed and said in a childish way, "If Grandpa Song is sick, Miaomiao can help him cure it."
Jiang Zixuan knocked on her and stood at the kitchen door.
Zhao Yi came back early and was helping Zhao Bo prepare dinner.
"Uncle Zhao, what are we having for dinner?" Jiang Zixuan asked.
Uncle Zhao picked up two fish of unknown species and said, "We have seafood and beef tonight, ma'am."
Jiang Zixuan put Miaomiao down and rolled up her sleeves, "Then I'll help too. Eat as soon as possible and rest early."
She's been busy with so many things lately that she's almost exhausted.
In the living room, Miaomiao ran to Jin Mohan, sat in his arms, and looked at Song Yan eagerly.
When Song Yan saw Miaomiao, his eyes turned red. "Miaomiao...what's your name?"
"My name is Jiang Yunxu. Maybe you can change it to Jin Yunxu. Qiu Yunxu is also a good name."
"Where's Mingming?"
"Nanjia."
Song Yan smiled and said, "They are all very poetic names, gentle and tender."
Jin Mohan rubbed his baby daughter's head, smiled and said, "It was named after Zixuan's grandmother."
At that time, Jiang Zixuan only confirmed that she was pregnant with twins, a boy and a girl. Grandma Qiu named the two children while lying on the hospital bed.
Mingming walked to Jin Mohan holding the newly assembled model and sat down next to Jin Mohan's thigh.
"Daddy, Grandpa Song, are you father and son?"
Song Yan's expression froze instantly, but Jin Mohan was used to his son's shocking remarks.
"Yes, so baby, you should also get along well with Grandpa Song."
Miaomiao's eyes widened in surprise, "Daddy, Grandpa Zhao is a grandpa, Grandpa Song is also a grandpa, and that big bad guy Jin Toad is also a grandpa, how many dads do you have?"
Jin Toad?
Jin Mohan's mouth twitched, "Except for that annoying toad, Grandpa Zhao and Grandpa Song are both Daddy's fathers and Miaomiao's biological grandfathers."
Miaomiao’s brain worked a little and she engraved the two grandfathers in her memory.
Song Yan was shocked by the difference in intelligence between the two children. If the situation was not inappropriate, he would have wanted to take the two children for a check-up to see how big the difference was in their brain development.
Jin Mohan patiently explained that Miaomiao was not stupid, she just loved to let her imagination run wild, had rich associations, and was too lazy to think about reality, so she seemed slow to react.
And no matter how stupid Miaomiao is, she is still his darling little princess.
The father and son chatted for a while, and Jiang Zixuan invited them to have dinner.
As soon as dinner was served, Jingchen from next door came with his wife and children to eat, and Zhou Xiaolai also dragged Lengmo to eat and drink.
Meiyu heard that it was very lively here, so she put the noodles in the refrigerator and ran over in a hurry.
Only poor Ke Zhenshan was still working in the administrative building, eating instant noodles with a wronged look on his face.
At the dinner table, Song Yan had a pleasant chat with Zhao Bo.
Zhao Bo patted Song Yan on the shoulder and said with emotion, "If it was you who stayed with the young lady back then, the young master wouldn't have suffered so much, and the young lady wouldn't have left at such a young age."
Song Yan felt melancholy and guilty, looking up at the ceiling to prevent his tears from falling.
"I... I was really too poor at that time. I was poor and had no status. I was just an ordinary graduate student. Even if the Jin family thought highly of me, I didn't have the face to marry into the family."
However, if he knew that Jin Zhenhua treated Jin Xueya and Jin Mohan in this way, no matter how difficult it was, he would prevent the tragedy from happening, even if it cost him his own life.
After the meal, a group of people who ate and drank for free left with their stomachs full of satisfaction, leaving the mess to Jiang Zixuan and Zhao Yi to clean up.
Jin Mohan took Song Yan to pay tribute to Jin Xueya, and the two stayed in the room on the second floor.
Jin Xueya's spirit tablet was moved here before the end of the world, and was taken care of by Zhao Bo in the later period.
Uncle Zhao dedicated his entire life to the Jin family. He grew up with Jin Xueya and took care of and raised Jin Mohan. After the end of the world, he had to take care of Jin Mohan's two children and manage everything for the Jin family.
Song Yan felt both grateful and guilty towards Zhao Bo.
He finally understood why Qiu Ming cried and held his head in tears after getting drunk, saying that he was sorry for his only daughter and that he would never be able to make up for the debt in his lifetime.
The same goes for him. For Jin Xueya and Jin Mohan, there is no room for redemption, no way of compensation, and the scars in his heart will never be healed.
In front of Jin Xueya’s spirit tablet, there are photos of her when she was alive.
The woman in the photo is bright and dazzling, dignified and elegant, with perfect looks and temperament. She is a true princess who grew up being pampered.
If there hadn't been so many accidents, she would clearly have had a different life.
Song Yan put on his glasses and looked carefully at Jin Xueya's photo, a smile that was both nostalgic and bitter appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Seeing how guilty he was, Jin Mohan said calmly, "Don't blame yourself, you didn't do anything wrong. At least I won't blame you."
(End of this chapter)
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