With her mother Liu Huiqin and Song Shinian, she went to wait and let the two of them talk slowly.

Liu Huiqin was unhappy about her daughter's words and deeds and wanted to leave directly, but she couldn't help but hesitate when she came into contact with Song Shinian's injured gaze.

And the raised foot seemed to weigh a thousand pounds in an instant, and he had to stand back to the same place. He listened to Song Shinian's explanation of the misunderstanding that the two broke up completely back then.

After hearing this, Liu Huiqin had no special expression and did not express her attitude on the spot. She took Han Xiali to her former aunt's house to deliver a box according to the original plan he had planned to leave the house.

Clinker, when he came out of Han's aunt's house, Liu Huiqin and her daughter met Song Shinian again by chance.

It turned out that the place where Song Shinian lived was not far from his aunt Han’s house. It was an independent courtyard with a small area. Because an acquaintance came to visit his home,

After talking to the other party, Song Shinian got up and sent him to the gate of the yard. When he looked up, he saw Liu Huiqin and his daughter walking past him without hesitation. Song Shinian called Liu Huiqin and invited Liu Huiqin and his daughter to have a meeting at home.

Worried that the melon field could not be explained clearly, Liu Huiqin refused politely, but Han Xiali, the daughter with secret thoughts, was beside her, acting coquettish and foolish. She took Liu Huiqin's arm in a few words and dragged Liu Huiqin into the courtyard where Song Shinian lived.

As for what happened later, except for Liu Huiqin and Song Shinian, others naturally had no way to know.

But one thing is certain - when Liu Huiqin was sent out from home by Song Shinian, she seemed to be ten years younger.

Of course, this young person does not mean that his appearance has changed, but his spirit, but that Liu Huiqin's spirit looks particularly good.

The eyebrows, slightly frowning all year round, are completely relaxed and their steps are light. If someone carefully observes Liu Huiqin at that moment, it is not difficult to find out from her expression that only a girl with a spring expression would show.

After years of misunderstandings have been eliminated, Liu Huiqin is like a dead tree in spring, and she is all the way home with a good mood.

But the moment he saw Deputy Director Han, Liu Huiqin's mood suddenly became depressed. She said, "I feel uncomfortable, I'll be fine, you can take a look at dinner," and then took her bag to the room on the second floor to rest.

Speaking of which, when Liu Huiqin was pregnant with Han Yu, she had already slept in a separate room with Deputy Director Han.

This matter was not proposed by Liu Huiqin, nor was it proposed by Deputy Director Han. Under natural circumstances, Deputy Director Han moved to the study to sleep, while Liu Huiqin was not in a slightest mood, as if there was a tacit understanding between the two.

If you don't say it, I won't ask.

If you don't ask, I won't say it.

The days passed.

For several years, the wife of a couple has been ordinary, and there has never been a single quarrel in the matter of sleeping in separate rooms.

"Dad cooked the meal tonight."

Shu Ying sent Gu Yan less than a hundred meters away, and Gu Yan asked him to go home. At this moment, he sat in the dining room and looked at the food placed on the dining table. Shu Ying was not asking, but using a statement tone.

Steamed buns with pickles and millet porridge.

A very simple supper.

Deputy Director Han nodded: "Yes."

"Dad, you're a little too saving!"

He picked up the steamed bun and took it, Han Xiajun put it in his mouth with pickles, and asked while chewing, "Why don't my mom cook?"

“It’s not comfortable.”

Deputy Director Han replied casually, and there was no expression on his cold and hard facial features.

"Isn't it okay to go out this morning? Why did you feel uncomfortable after walking outside for a day?"

Han Xiajun muttered in his mouth after swallowing the food.

There were two people missing on the dining table, one was Liu Huiqin and the other was Han Xiali.

Liu Huiqin was guilty and did not go downstairs to have dinner in order to avoid showing any strangeness in front of Deputy Director Han.

Han Xiali felt embarrassed and didn't want to see Shu Ying's face.

In response, Shu Ying just glanced at the dining chair where the two of them were eating and sitting on.

"Auntie, I'm full!"

Han Xiaozhao had half a steamed bun and a small bowl of porridge, burped, patted his belly, and raised his cute breasts: "Eat slowly, I'm going to the living room for a walk, otherwise my belly will explode!"

"Be good, sit in the dining chair for a while before going to digest food."

Rubbing the top of the milk dumplings, Shu Ying ate the pickled vegetables, and gave a thumbs up to Deputy Director Han and liked: "Dad, you're doing a good job of pickled vegetables."

Deputy Director Han laughed: "It's okay to eat, dad doesn't have much cooking skills, so there is no need to compliment."

He just washed the pickled cabbage lumps, cut them into shreds, soaked them in cold water to remove the bitterness, then poured some oil into the pot and heated them, put the drained pickled cabbage and scallion shreds and stir-fry them.

Finally, I added a little MSG, and I just looked at my daughter and made it.

It can be eaten, but the taste is incomparable to what my daughter makes.

He knew this in his heart!

"I didn't compliment you!"

Shu Yingyu was playful: "I felt full of fatherly love by eating pickles made by my father and drinking the millet porridge cooked by my father!"

"You girl, you have learned to make your dad happy!"

Deputy Director Han smiled in his eyes, and he shook his head and said warmly.

Shu Ying's eyes were crescent-shaped and she smiled and said, "Dad, you are wronging me now. How could I make you happy? I'm telling the truth!"

At this time, Han Xiaozhao said with a titty voice: "Grandpa, when I just ate pickles, I felt the love of my grandpa~"

Upon hearing this, Deputy Director Han smiled helplessly: "It's fun to learn from your aunt?"

Han Xiaozhao said cutely: "Grandpa said it wrong, it's not interesting, it's because my aunt said it makes sense~"

Shu Ying praised the milk dumpling: "The son is teachable! Great!"

Han Xiajun had enough food and drank, looked at Deputy Director Han, grinned and said, "Dad, I also feel the full fatherly love when I eat the food you cook!"

"Dad, I and me, I feel your love!"

Han Yu raised his hand and said shyly to Deputy Director Han.

Han Zhen was left, and the child pursed his lips and his eyes fell on Deputy Director Han: "Grandpa, I feel your love!" Except for grandpa, I feel that everyone here is so childish!

Second floor.

Liu Huiqin sat leaning against the head of the bed, holding a photo of Song Shinian in her hand, and the feelings in her eyes were unblocked: "Now the misunderstanding is open, what should you do if you want me?"

With a low murmur, Liu Huiqin's thoughts involuntarily returned to the afternoon, to the courtyard where Song Shinian lived, and to the scene when she sat face to face with Song Shinian.

"Huiqin, you have to believe me. It was really just an accident when you caught me and Song Yunqiu together for the second time."

Song Shinian was sincere and looked at Liu Huiqin with a focused look: "And think about it, if I were really interested in Song Yunqiu, why did I live alone for so many years?"

Liu Huiqin had a expressionless face and said coldly: "Song Yunqiu is a married woman, so you naturally cannot marry her!"

"You said this and it's really wronged me. If I really wanted Song Yunqiu, as long as I say something, what do you think Song Yunqiu would do?"
Chapter completed!