"So when will you marry me and give me a daughter?" Su He asked quickly.

"Wait." Fu Ran glared at him. Is now the time to discuss this?

Su He had no choice but to say, "Alas, such a scumbag can get married. It's a pity that a good young man like me is still alone in an empty house."

Fu Ran gave him a look and said, "Go away, poor again."

"Finally you're smiling! You've been worried and upset about other people's affairs the whole day. Others may not feel sorry for them, but I do!" Su He held her hand and said with a smile.

"Oh." Fu Ran realized that he was teasing her on purpose, and said, "Shanshan's father is still alive, she and her daughter are safe, I have nothing to be unhappy about."

When the two of them returned, they ran into Song Shanshan being wheeled out. Several people followed her into the ward, but the old lady did not follow and went straight home.

Chen Peng held the child in his arms and stood there with his head hung.

Professor Song was too lazy to look at him.

At this time, the nurse brought a baby's bed and Chen Peng put the child in it.

They stayed like this until it was time to eat. He asked, "Dad, what are you eating?"

"Don't call me dad, just think of me as your dead father-in-law." Professor Song didn't give him a good look, he asked, "Didn't your mother prepare confinement meals?"

"I think so!" Chen Peng was not sure. If it was to give birth to a grandson, his mother would definitely make preparations. After all, she couldn't let her grandson go hungry.

But now, he wasn't sure.

"Why don't I go back and take a look."

"Go!" Professor Song glared at him. He really didn't want to see him making trouble.

After he left, Su Xiaoluo said, "He will never come back."

"It's okay if you don't come back. I can't help but want to beat him up when I see him!" Professor Song was very angry.

"This cesarean section is different from a normal birth. It will take six hours for the operation to be performed. He can only drink rice soup and can't be with him for the time being." Fu Ran was a careful person, she had already inquired about everything.

"Okay, thank you very much." Professor Song said gratefully.

"Shanshan is my good friend, uncle, please don't be polite." Fu Ran said.

The nanny hired by Professor Song arrived at the hospital half an hour later.

Song Shanshan woke up, she looked around, silently shedding tears. She listened carefully to what her husband and mother-in-law said.

"Shanshan, how are you? Are you in pain somewhere?" Professor Song asked with concern.

Song Shanshan looked at him coldly and asked, "Why are you here? Aren't you dead? I don't want to see you!"

Professor Song was a little saddened by Song Shanshan's reaction. He was afraid that Song Shanshan would hurt her wound, so he hurriedly said, "Okay, I'll leave. Don't get excited. Your wound hasn't healed yet."

"Go, all of you go!" Song Shanshan shouted loudly.

Professor Song was driven out.

Everyone else goes out.

Fu Ran picked up the child and said, "Shanshan, this is your child. Look how beautiful she is. She looks exactly like you!"

Song Shanshan glanced at the child indifferently, without much emotion.

The child pursed his lips, perhaps he was a little hungry.

Fu Ran said: "She's hungry, how about feeding her?"

Song Shanshan suddenly asked: "Ranran, do you think I shouldn't have been born into this world?"

"How could that be?" Fu Ran didn't understand why she had such an idea.

"When I was young, I was always treated as a jinx by others. They all said that I killed my father and my mother." Song Shanshan felt extremely painful when she thought of what happened in the past.

"He's still alive, you know? He's alive, watching me being bullied by my friends every day. It was OK when my mom was alive, but after she passed away, my life became even worse."

"My aunt adopted me just for the pension my father left. If I didn't give her money, she would beat me often. My uncle also wanted to bully me." Song Shanshan covered her face, "So I worked hard to take the exam for the art troupe and moved out of my aunt's house."

"Fu Ran, I know he is still alive."

In fact, she knew that her father was probably not dead. Every year, there was a bunch of chrysanthemums on her mother's grave, and every year, there were kind people who gave her some money.

Once, she looked from a distance and really saw him.

"But he ignored me when I called him." Song Shanshan covered her face, wanting to cry but unable to. "No one wanted me. Chen Peng gave me his eggs to eat. He said he would give me a home. But what happened? He wanted to protect me."

Fu Ran hugged Song Shanshan and cried with her.

Professor Song, who was standing outside the door, was furious when he heard this. He frowned and told the babysitter to keep an eye on her daughter.

Fu Shaoting and Su Xiaoluo followed him to Professor Xiaosong's sister's home.

Professor Song's sister, Song Ying, is a butcher, and her husband, Zhou Junshun, is a worker in a steel factory.

It happened that the two of them were not at work, so Professor Song led a group of people and came to the tube-shaped building where they lived.

These people were all Professor Song's apprentices. When they heard what happened to Professor Song's daughter, they were all shocked.

When the people in the district saw this, they dared not stop it and only quietly notified the street office.

Professor Song knocked on the door of 깊's sister's house directly, and it turned out to be Zhou 꺶shun.

"Who are you looking for..."

Before he could finish his words, he was punched in the mouth. He fell backwards, knocking over a shelf in the aisle.

Song Ying heard the noise and came over: "What's going on? What happened to you?"

When she got closer, she saw someone grabbing her husband and punching him again. It seemed that they were not satisfied yet and kicked him in the vitals.

Zhou Xiaoshun covered his mouth, wailed in pain, and cursed: "Who the hell are you? Fuck your grandma!"

"Come on, I'll kill you!" Professor Song was furious and slapped him on the face again and again. Soon he was swollen like a pig's head.

Song Ying recognized him and called out, "Brother?"

"You still remember that I'm your brother?" Professor Song's eyes seemed bloodshot because of anger when he thought about what his daughter had experienced over the years.

"You, you are not..." Song Ying couldn't believe his eyes.

"I never thought you would do this to Shanshan. She's your niece!" Professor Song roared, "You let this bastard bully her!"

Just as Professor Song's fist was about to fall, Zhou Xiaoshun said fearfully, "She seduced me. You died early. She lacked fatherly love."

"You have no shame!" Professor Song punched him.

"Professor, you can't fight him. If you continue to fight, someone will die." Professor Song's apprentice grabbed him and said angrily, "Smash this bastard's house!"

A group of people went out and smashed everything that could be smashed in the house.

Song Ying sat paralyzed on the ground, watching them demolish his house.

The room was in a mess. Professor Song said, "We have nothing to do with each other from now on. Don't let me see you again!"

People were beaten and houses were smashed, but it was the indifference in Professor Song's heart that still made him feel very uncomfortable.

He missed too many of his daughters' lives. How should he make up for it in the end?