Chapter 463 Song Jingyi's IF Route (Part 3)
Babies who are a full moon old are more beautiful and more fun to play with.
The family of three was enjoying a happy time together.
Just as she was feeling happy, Qiu Wanyin received a call from her daughter, whom she had lost contact with for a long time.
"Mom, I gave birth to a daughter, and she's a month old today." Meng Qingzhi's voice wasn't exactly happy. "But Shuchen..."
Qiu Wanyin closed her eyes briefly. "When did you get pregnant? When did you give birth?"
“Oh, I didn’t tell you.” Meng Qingzhi paused for a moment. “I had a daughter, Mom.”
"Okay, congratulations. I'm not feeling well, so I won't come to see you." Qiu Wanyin was completely heartbroken over this daughter.
"You don't need to come, I just... I just..."
"You had another fight with your man," Qiu Wanyin continued for her. "It's okay, it'll be fine in a couple of days."
Meng Qingzhi seemed unable to discern the truth in words, saying, "I also think it will be good. He likes girls the most, and now that I have a daughter, he cherishes her dearly."
Qiu Wanyin glanced at the baby in her arms, utterly disdainful. "Hang up, I'm going to cook."
"Okay, Mom, please take good care of Jingyi and yourself. Remember to spend the money I send you every month."
"Who wants to spend your money?" Qiu Wanyin paused, her tone softening. "I understand."
She was a woman of great pride.
She also receives a pension.
But there's something expensive in the house now.
The cost of formula and diapers for a baby can be quite high each month.
She also needs to support Jingyi.
Her pension alone is far from enough.
Back then, her husband helped her work and raise the child, but now she has to take care of the child all day and has no time to earn money.
Compared to the intangible spirit of integrity, my soft and adorable little granddaughter in my arms is much more important.
Anyway, my grandson said it's like spending his money in advance.
Qiu Wanyin calmed herself down in a very short time.
She had Song Jingyi hold her younger sister while she went to the TV cabinet and pulled out the brand-new bank card.
"Jingyi, let's go, let's get some money to buy milk powder for your sister, and let's buy you some ribs."
"Grandma, spend more money, this is all my money."
"Grandma knows."
She must live well and take good care of Tingyu and Jingyi.
As for her silly daughter, let her keep a fake one with that man.
On her one-month birthday, Song Tingyu received a name and was registered in the household.
She is a person of status now.
Although Song Shuchen was a scoundrel, he was generous.
The money they receive each month is enough to cover the expenses of an average family for a year.
Qiu Wanyin sighed, "Flowers!"
Children deserve to enjoy these things!
At Song Jingyi's urging, she also hired a nanny to come to the house to help take care of the children and cook during the day.
When Song Jingyi came home from school, he would stay with his younger sister.
Talk to her and tell her stories.
When Song Tingyu was seven months old, she grabbed his finger and called out, "Brother."
It's very short and very light.
But Song Jingyi heard it.
He could no longer hold back his tears.
Qiu Wanyin wiped away his tears and teased him with a smile, "From now on, your sister will be clinging to you every day, calling you 'brother, brother,' so you can't get annoyed."
"No, Grandma, no." Song Jingyi looked at the little baby with tender eyes. "I like her clinging to me."
“Tingyu will definitely grow up to be a talkative and cheerful girl. She’ll be talking all day long at home, and we don’t know what she’s saying, but she’ll laugh as she talks.”
Qiu Wanyin makes no attempt to hide her affection for this granddaughter.
She has a lot of fun taking care of such an obedient and adorable child every day.
If I don't receive a call from my daughter.
When Song Jingyi returned home, he saw the nanny holding his younger sister and swaying her to one side.
My grandmother stared at her phone with a sullen face.
“I disagree,” she said. “What are you thinking? Jingyi is such a young child, why would you send him to military training?”
Song Jingyi understood.
Around this time.
It's just that my maternal grandmother is still alive, though she's a few months late.
After something was said over there, Grandma became even more agitated, "What kind of inheritance requires an eight-year-old child to join the army?"
She angrily hung up the phone.
"Grandma, I'll go." Song Jingyi walked over.
He only regretted one thing in his past life: that he learned of Xiaoyu's existence too late.
He always believed that his own path was the right one.
Although it was tough and tiring, he needed these things.
Song Shuchen may lack love for children, but his training plan for men is flawless.
He will still need these things in this lifetime.
He needs to grow and become strong quickly.
He wanted to build his business empire much earlier.
But now the only question is, "Grandma, would you like to come with me?"
Qiu Wanyin remained silent.
She had just heard Meng Qingzhi say that she wanted to send the child to Russia.
Does that mean she's also taking Tingyu there?
They were unfamiliar with the place and didn't speak the language.
She looked up at the boy standing in front of her.
Her grandson, whom she raised single-handedly.
He's been different ever since he woke up with a high fever.
Sometimes he speaks and acts like a mature adult.
“Go.” Qiu Wanyin said softly, “Grandma will go, Grandma will take Tingyu to keep you company.”
If you're not familiar with the environment, take your time; if you don't speak the language, learn it.
She wants to protect her two precious children.
She won't let them separate.
Song Jingyi held his grandmother's hand. "It won't be long. When Tingyu is about to go to school, I'll bring you back."
“Okay, then I’ll call her,” Qiu Wanyin said.
“No, Grandma, you go and watch over my sister. I’ll make the call.” He still had something to say to Song Shuchen.
Ten days later, a special plane sent by Song Shuchen took the three of them to Russia.
Song Jingyi's training was conducted in a closed environment.
But he can visit his grandmother and sister once a week.
The gentle grandmother gradually became familiar with the surroundings, and accompanied by bodyguards, she would occasionally push her younger sister out for a stroll.
Song Tingyu grew older and started speaking before she was even a year old.
'Brother' 'Grandma' 'Eat' 'Hug'
He's always talking; even now that he's in Russia, he occasionally slips in a few words of Russian.
“Our son has a talent for languages; he could be a good teacher in the future,” Qiu Wanyin said with a smile.
Song Jingyi held his little sister's hand and smiled, "Yes, Xiaoyu has a real talent for languages."
"Little fish, hug me, brother." Song Tingyu stretched out her little arms to her brother and fluttered them vigorously.
"Okay, brother, hug me." Song Jingyi hugged his little sister, who looked like a little dumpling, and was extremely grateful to God.
Three years passed like this.
Song Tingyu is almost four years old, which is the age to start kindergarten.
At twelve years old, Song Jingyi was already the most outstanding and youngest mercenary here.
“Grandma, I’ll be very busy for the next few years. Please take my sister back to Suzhou. I’ll come back whenever I have time.” Song Jingyi looked every bit the young man he was.
Qiu Wanyin sighed. Her grandson was already taller than her. "Won't he be in danger?"
"No," Song Jingyi assured him, "I will stay safe and sound for your sake and Xiaoyu's."
"Brother! You're not coming home with me?!" Song Tingyu, with two pigtails and wearing a pink princess dress, was holding an ice cream. After listening for a while, she realized that her world had collapsed.
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