When I returned to the back of the village stream, it was already late.

Song Yan walked into the back door of the Weilong House with her suitcase.

In the dining room, there were two lonely and cold old men sitting. They were frosted and had old faces, but their expressions were quiet and used for supper.

The moment Song Yan opened the door, her eyes suddenly felt sour. She rarely cared about them in her previous life. She was not far away, but she never even gave her the opportunity to make time to see them. She was even more indifferent to her grandparents' death.

She's just a bastard.

"Master, grandma." Song Yan's voice was slightly hoarse.

The old man at the dinner table suddenly looked up and looked in the direction of Song Yan. When Zhao Ranying saw Song Yan, she was the first to react and called her excitedly: "Oh, Guai Yan is back."

As he said that, his legs and feet were a little unstraightened and wanted to stand up. Song Yan quickly put down the suitcase in his hand and rushed over to support Zhao Luanying in three steps: "My grandma, don't get up, Yan'er won't go back so quickly when she comes back this time, so Milf doesn't have to worry."

Zhao Ranying sat down again with a smile, and a thin hand clenched Song Yan's little hand. He looked at Song Yan from top to bottom and found that there were wounds on Song Yan's arms, palms, backs, and faces. The smile on Zhao Ranying's face suddenly changed.

Become stricter!

"Gui Yan, why are you injured? Oh, your forehead is covered with gauze. Is it because your second uncle's family is not good to you? You told the milk that the milk will make the decision to clean up the second family." Zhao Ranying touched her hand with distress and touched her face. But no matter where she touched, there were a lot of scratches. Her heartache eyes suddenly turned red.

Song Jiang frowned, put down his chopsticks and asked, "Da Yan, how did you get these injuries?"

"I accidentally fell from picking Ganoderma lucidum. Grandma, I'm fine. I'll pay attention next time. Don't worry about me." Song Yan said, gently stroked the back of Zhao Luanying's hand.

Zhao Ranying suddenly became fierce: "You go and pick some Ganoderma lucidum if you have nothing to do. Do you think Ganoderma lucidum is so easy to pick. Ganoderma lucidum on the top of the village stream grows on the top of the stone rock, high and steep. You said you don't read well and you are thinking about what you are thinking all day long."

Zhao Ranying was anxious and wanted to curse people, thinking that Song Yan didn't understand her. Now she understood that Zhao Ranying scolded her because she cared about her.

Song Yan grinned and laughed, letting Zhao Luanying go?

Song Jiang couldn't bear to see it, so he got up and brought the dishes and chopsticks for Song Yan and said, "Okay, OK, Da Yan is a rare trip back, don't talk about her anymore, come, Yan'er, haven't eaten yet, sit down and eat together."

"Hey!"

Song Yan took the bowl and chopsticks, Zhao Ranying burst into tears and said, "It's good to come back, it's good to come back, I'll stay here for a few days this time."

"My grandma, I won't consider going back to my second uncle for the time being. Then, I will ask the Ye family members to hire me directly. These days, I will stay by my grandma and cook for you." Song Yan said with a smile, and there was no way she could see that her mood was affected by the affairs of Li Meina and her daughter.

Of course, she did not intend to hide what they had done today.

If they know and ask, she will tell them in detail.

When Zhao Ranying heard this, she frowned slightly. She wanted to ask something but was stopped by Song Jiang with a shake of her head. Zhao Ranying smiled and nodded and agreed: "Okay, okay, I'm going to get married in two months. You can stay with my grandparents and let her grandparents take a good look at you."

Song Yan nodded and started eating with her rice bowl...

It’s great to see grandma again!

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