As dusk deepened and the sky gradually darkened, Song Yunping returned home on her bicycle. Before she even entered the door, she heard the cheerful laughter of children coming from the house, and Song Yunping couldn't help but smile.

"I'm back!"

Lifting the bicycle into the courtyard and parking it under the shed in the corner, Song Yunping walked towards the main room and shouted into the room.

"Mother!"

As soon as they heard Song Yunping's voice, the two siblings who were still playing around in the room immediately stopped what they were doing. Wang Yuan was okay. After all, he was a little older and had become a little more sensible.

But little Wang Wan couldn't sit still anymore, and immediately ran towards the door, shouting: "Mom! Mom!"

Song Yunping leaned over and picked up her petite daughter, then walked into the house with a smile.

"Where are the dumplings?" Song Yunping asked eagerly as soon as she entered the door.

"Mom has just finished frying the vegetables, and the dumplings haven't been cooked yet!" Wang Zhong replied.

Although we are eating dumplings tonight, we can't just eat dumplings. We still need to fry some vegetables and steam the rice.

For today's dinner, Song's mother had braised the beef and slaughtered the chicken early.

Cold braised beef, plain-cut chicken, a large plate of steaming dumplings, vermicelli and meatball soup made with leftover meat fillings from the dumplings, and a dish of stir-fried bean sprouts are tonight's dinner.

Mother Song had meditated in the kitchen for many years and received the secrets taught by Wang Zhong. Her cooking skills were no longer what they used to be. Although she couldn't compare with those state banquet chefs, she still had her own unique insights when it came to making home-cooked dishes.

In particular, Wang Yuan and Wang Wan, the grandsons, have always been taken care of by Mother Song. It can be said that they have a better understanding of the tastes of the brothers and sisters than Song Yunping, the mother.

"It's time to eat!" Song's mother brought the prepared dipping dishes to the table on a tray. Unlike the northerners, Song Yunping's dipping dishes were prepared separately according to everyone's taste, while Wang Zhong's dipping dishes were made with vinegar and soy sauce.

A little pepper oil, Song Yunping's was pure vinegar, while her grandson Wang Yuan's was chili oil and soy sauce, and Wang Wan's vegetarian dumplings were eaten directly, leaving the dipping plate empty.

"It smells so good!" Xiao Wang Wan, who was still in Song Yunping's arms, couldn't wait.

"Let's use the chopsticks!" Although the family is not so particular about it, there are some rules. Wang Zhong has taught his children by words and deeds since they were young. Song Jishan and Song's mother are both here. Naturally, the family has to wait for Song Jishan to speak before the family can use the chopsticks.

Song Jishan didn't hesitate. Looking at the impatient expression on his little granddaughter's face, he smiled and asked everyone to use their chopsticks.

"Eat dumplings!"

Song Yunping smiled and helped her daughter pick up two!

"Xiaowan and Xiaoyuan were very helpful in making these dumplings today. Many of them were made by their brother and sister!" Mother Song said with a smile.

In a large plate of dumplings, there are about ten dumplings that look a little different from the others. You can tell at a glance that they are made by a brother and a sister with your eyes closed.

Before the meal was finished, the phone rang urgently.

When Song's mother was about to get up, Song Yunping stood up first: "I'll go, Mom!" Without waiting for Song's mother to refuse, Song Yunping went directly to the sofa and answered the phone.

"Xiao Hui?" Song Yunping's "Xiao Hui" sentence instantly attracted the eyes of the two elders, and their ears instantly stood up.

"What?" Song Yunping's expression was constantly changing, her eyes widened, her expression was very surprised, and she could not hide the joy in her eyes.

"Have you gained beauty?"

"Boy or girl!" Song Yunping grabbed the microphone and asked impatiently.

Not only Song Yunping, but also the old couple who were eating at the dining table stopped moving their hands early. Especially after hearing Song Yunping say that Cheng Kaiyan was pregnant, the old couple immediately stood up without even taking care of the dishes and chopsticks.

He walked quickly to Song Yunping and looked at his daughter nervously and expectantly.

"Girl?" Song Yunping was not disappointed because she learned from her brother that Cheng Kaiyan was giving birth to a girl. For Song Yunping, whether it was a boy or a girl, it was the same, and both her brother and Cheng Kaiyan were still young, and they were still young.

I have a lot of time, and the only thing I worry about is family planning.

Nowadays, family planning is tightened, especially when Song Yunhui is still a public official, so he must set an example.

When they heard that it was not their grandson, although there was a moment of regret in the eyes of Song Jishan and Song's mother, their emotions were soon taken over by joy.

"What?" But then Song Yunping frowned again: "You are in the East China Sea, and Kaiyan is in Jinzhou?"

On the phone, Song Yunhui explained: "I'm not worried that Kaiyan is about to give birth. I'm busy at work and can't spare time to take care of her, so I asked her to go back to Jinzhou. At least in Jinzhou, there are her mother and sister-in-law who can

With help taking care of me, I can go to work with peace of mind!"

Song Yunhui, like Song Yunping, both reported good things but not bad things, but Song Yunping vaguely noticed something was wrong. Back then, Cheng Kaiyan was alone with a big belly and had to travel long distances to the East China Sea to reunite with his brother. If nothing happened, how could he not

He returned to Jinzhou without saying a word.

Thinking of the incident where Cheng Kaiyan came to find her last time, Song Yunping had a vague suspicion in her heart, but her parents were by her side, so it was hard for Song Yunping to ask some questions, because she was afraid that after asking, her parents would not be able to help but think too much.

"What about you? When are you going to Jinzhou?" Song Yunping asked hurriedly.

Song Yunhui said: "I have already asked for leave from the factory. I have just handed over the work at hand. I will be able to arrive in Jinzhou early this morning on the evening train."

After his daughter was born, how could Song Yunhui calm down? Even the work that Song Yunhui always regarded as more important than anything else could only be temporarily put behind his daughter. What Song Yunhui was thinking about now was to hurry up.

Rush to Jinzhou to see his newborn daughter and his wife who just gave birth to a daughter for him.

"Okay, then you go over first, your brother-in-law and I will arrange the matters at hand, and we will rush there tomorrow!" Song Yunping nodded and immediately expressed her decision.

"By the way, my parents are right next to me! If you have anything to say, just tell them directly!" With that, Song Yunping handed the phone to her mother, who was already looking forward to it and couldn't wait.

Mother Song excitedly took the call and called, "Xiaohui!"

Song Jishan stood next to Mother Song nervously, staring directly at the microphone in Mother Song's hand. He opened his mouth, raised his hand, and then put it down again, as if he was hesitant to speak.

He looked slightly excited.

"Mom! Is it my aunt who gave birth to a little sister?" Wang Yuan, who heard his mother talking on the phone, also came up to her and looked at her mother curiously and asked.

Song Yunping smiled and said: "Well! I gave birth to a little sister for you!"

"Is your little sister as good-looking as me?" Xiao Wang Wan looked at her mother and asked curiously, biting her chopsticks.

Song Yunping said: "My little sister must be as beautiful and cute as my Xiaowan!"

"Mom, can I go to Jinzhou with you to see my little sister?" Wang Yuan raised his eyes and looked at his mother expectantly, expressing his most urgent thoughts.

Song Yunping looked at her son and asked, "Do you really want to go?"

"Yes!" Wang Yuan nodded firmly.

"Okay, let's go then!"

"I want to go too!" Xiao Wang Wan also raised his hands impatiently.

"Everyone goes!" Song Yunping said with a smile: "Let's all go as a family!"

Naturally, Song Jishan and Song's mother will also go. After all, the child born is their biological granddaughter. It's okay if it's inconvenient for them to be grandparents, but now they have two capable and capable daughters and sons-in-law, Song Yunping and Wang Zhong.

Now, the old couple don't have to worry about going to Jinzhou at all. They naturally want to see their newly born granddaughter.

Mother Song and Song Jishan, who had been on the phone with their son for a while, returned to the dining table. While eating, Mother Song couldn't help but murmured to herself: "Do you think Xiaohui's daughter is more like Xiaohui, or is she more like Xiaohui?"

A little more like Xiao Cheng?"

With a smile on her face, Song Yunping took two pieces of beef to her mother and said: "Mom! As the old saying goes, my nephew, Uncle Xiao, is like a daughter to her father. Look at our Xiaoyuan, her eyebrows and eyes are exactly the same as Xiaohui's.

Also carved out is Xiaowan, look at those eyes and dimples, they look so much like her father."

When the old couple heard this, they began to look forward to it, and their minds began to outline the appearance of their granddaughter who they had not yet met.

At night, in the bedroom, before the couple fell asleep, Wang Zhong said: "Xiao Hui's wife suddenly returned to Jinzhou. I'm afraid this matter is not that simple."

Song Yunping said: "I think so too, but my parents were both here just now, so I couldn't ask him."

Wang Zhong said: "I think we should tell our parents about this in advance, so as not to make everyone look unhappy when we go to Jinzhou and meet the Cheng family because of this matter."

Song Yunping pondered for a moment and then nodded.

Early the next morning, Song Yunping told her parents about this matter. After Song Jishan and Song's mother listened, they were silent for a while, and then Song Jishan said: "There must be a road before the car reaches the mountain. It's already like this. Just take it one step at a time!"

I still have to go to Jinzhou.”

"Your father is right!" Mother Song also nodded in agreement: "Besides, we are right about this."

However, Song Jishan said in a rare and very strong voice: "If the Cheng family insists on clinging to this matter and is unreasonable, then let them go and let us live our lives how we want."

"Dad?" Song Yunping couldn't believe it. Is this still her father? In her impression, her father was submissive and his waist had been bent by life for a long time. When something happened, he always just compromised, backed down, and reconciled with himself.

Angry.

This is the first time in so many years that Song Yunping has looked at her father so seriously.

Song Jishan said: "It's no different now than it used to be. We are all people trying to make a living in this world, so we have to be reasonable. Although our two families are in-laws, our family has nothing to do with theirs. If they need anything, we will certainly be able to help."

You have to help, but some things are matters of principle, even if you are a relative, there are no exceptions."

Song Jishan has not been eating at home for nothing these years. He has been watching over the pharmaceutical factory and clinic when Wang Zhong was away. At the beginning, Song Jishan was really in a hurry and didn't know how to manage it.

But as time went by, under Wang Zhong's advice, Song Jishan also knew nothing about management from the beginning. Now, although he is not very familiar with it, he has just begun to get a glimpse of it and is able to take charge of it when Wang Zhong is away.

Rules and systems have always been emphasized by Wang Zhong. It is precisely because of the perfect rules and hierarchical system that the current Tianyun Pharmaceutical and the current Jinxiu Clothing are available.

Precisely because he knew this, Song Jishan said such words to his daughter to express his attitude.

"Your dad is right! If the Cheng family is really unreasonable, then we should have less contact with them in the future. Our family doesn't rely on them anyway." Mother Song also expressed her position.

"What about Xiaohui?" Song Yunping was worried about her younger brother: "I'm just worried that Xiaohui will be caught in the middle and be in a dilemma."

Song Jishan said: "Xiao Hui is not a child anymore. Besides, with Xiao Hui's temperament, he will definitely not let you give up your principles for him."

Why aren't Song Jishan and Song's mother worried about their son being caught in the middle? It's just that over the years, their daughter has sacrificed so much for her son, starting from going to college, and then her daughter stayed in Jinling with her son-in-law, staying with them
To be continued...