Take a good cub to set up a daughter-in-law

The day passed quickly, Song Liyuan had already brought her daughter home, and now Qin Yaran had to go back too.

"It's getting late, it's time to go home, should Yang Yang sleep here with Dad or go home with Mom?" Qin Yaran asked Zhuo Ziyang who was sitting on the window sill drawing.

Zhuo Ziyang put away his paintings when he heard the sound, jumped off the window sill, ran to Qin Yaran and said with a smile, "I want to go home with my mother."

"Okay, then Yichen, let's go back first, and come back tomorrow. Don't take out these things that you don't need tonight, or you will have to clean them up again tomorrow." Qin Yaran pointed at the packed things next to her. Zhuo Yichen said.

"Well, okay, be careful on the way back, and tell me when you get home." Zhuo Yichen nodded, and sent the mother and son away.

When he reached the door of the ward, Zhuo Ziyang put his hand on the doorknob when his eyes went dark and his sight was blocked by a big hand.

"What are you doing?" Zhuo Ziyang yelled because he didn't know.

That hand belonged to Zhuo Yichen, he covered Zhuo Ziyang's eyes with one hand, put the other hand on the back of Qin Yaran's head, and kissed his beloved woman lightly.

Zhuo Ziyang yelled and got no response, so he put his hands on the doorknob and looked helpless. He already knew what happened behind him.

Since Zhuo Ziyang was also here, the two of them didn't kiss for too long, and they let go after a short kiss.

Qin Yaran's face was still a little red, and she pursed her lips and secretly smiled.

"Be careful." Zhuo Yichen's gentle words reached Qin Yaran's ears.

Already in the lobby on the first floor of the hospital, Qin Yaran was still immersed in the kiss just now, biting her lip and snickering from time to time.

"Mom, you are already a mature adult, you have to learn to control your expression." Zhuo Ziyang said while pulling Qin Yaran's clothes helplessly while looking at her.

Qin Yaran glared at Zhuo Ziyang lightly, and snorted: "You know everything."

"I'm afraid that people will mistakenly think that something is wrong with my mother. People passing by will look at it, so I'm embarrassed." Zhuo Ziyang put his hands behind his head and pouted to explain.

"Brat, by the way, your father will be discharged from the hospital tomorrow, so do you want to compose a song for your father with your mother tonight? Besides, it's been a long time since we composed together." Qin Yaran knelt down and pulled Zhuo Zi Yang's arm asked.

"Well~ It's not impossible, why don't we use the ukulele to create a song, so mom, you can test my learning results." Zhuo Ziyang suddenly thought.

"Okay, then it's settled. I already have some ideas. Let's talk on the way."

"Hmm, I have an idea too."

The mother and son fought hard all night, and finally got it done at three or four o'clock in the morning. At this time, Zhuo Ziyang had already curled up on the sofa and fell asleep.

Qin Yaran turned around and looked at the villain sleeping on the sofa, suddenly felt a sense of happiness in her heart, she gently hugged Zhuo Ziyang.

"Well, mom can change it here..."

Zhuo Ziyang didn't forget to modify the song better in his sleep, muttering in his mouth.

"Okay, it's finished. Thanks for your hard work, our precious Yang Yang." Qin Yaran put Zhuo Ziyang on the bed, covered him with the quilt, leaned over and kissed him on the forehead.

After guarding Zhuo Ziyang in front of the bed for a while, Qin Yaran turned around and turned off the lights and left. She went back to the piano room and picked up the ukulele to continue playing and singing one more time.

Over and over again, this song contained too many emotions, Qin Yaran sank deeply into it until dawn.

So much so that when she appeared in front of Zhuo Yichen, she looked very haggard and yawned.

"What's the matter? Didn't sleep well last night?" Zhuo Yichen looked at Qin Yaran like that, and his heart ached. He wished Qin Yaran could catch up on his sleep now.

"No, where is Yang Yang? Haven't you come in yet?" Qin Yaran said to Zhuo Yichen with a smile.

"Well, here, I also met godfather and godmother." Zhuo Ziyang came in with two ukuleles, followed by Qiao Ruofeng and Song Liyuan.

"Congratulations to Mr. Zhuo, you are in good health and can be discharged from the hospital, but if you want your scar to heal quickly, you should not eat too much stimulating food." Qiao Ruofeng announced this happy thing as soon as he came in.

"Okay, thank you, thank you for your hard work."

"Great, I can finally leave here." Song Liyuan said with a smile while leaning against Qiao Ruofeng and looking at Zhuo Yichen and the others.

"Well, what do you want to eat for lunch? What are you doing?" When Zhuo Yichen turned his head to talk to Qin Yaran, Qin Yaran and Zhuo Ziyang were sitting by the window sill, holding ukuleles in their hands.

"There's a show." Seeing this, Song Liyuan pulled Qiao Ruofeng to sit down on the sofa.

"This is a piece composed by Yang Yang and I. It's for you. You can enjoy it next time." Qin Yaran looked at Zhuo Yichen with a smile, and even winked at Zhuo Ziyang.

When Qin Yaran had just auditioned, Amy knocked on the door and came in.

"Did I come too late?" Amy looked at Qin Yaran's direction and said a little embarrassedly.

"It's okay, since we're here, let's enjoy it together." Qin Yaran waved her hand to express her indifference.

"Since the current atmosphere is so good, let me tell you one more thing." Amy pursed her lips and smiled while holding the document in her hand.

"What's the matter?" Song Liyuan looked at Amy curiously.

"It's like this. The case of Chen Xinyu's stabbing of Mr. Zhuo opened today. He was sentenced to a total of three years in prison for intentionally hurting people and the things he did to Wu Yuting. daughter."

"Oh..." Qin Yaran was in a delicate mood when she heard that Chen Xinyu had been imprisoned.

"That's right! That woman has played so many schemes and tricks, it's true that she has been able to take advantage of her for three years, but this is also a happy event." Song Liyuan felt relieved after hearing this.

"Okay, got it." Zhuo Yichen replied calmly, it seemed that he had guessed the result.

"Yeah, but these are counted separately. Congratulations to Mr. Zhuo for being discharged from the hospital."

"Okay, okay! Don't mention it, you all sit down obediently, Yangyang and I can't wait any longer, don't you think so?" Qin Yaran yelled.

"That's right, you all hurry up and do it!"

"Okay~ let's start." Zhuo Yichen sat in the diagonal direction of Qin Yaran and Zhuo Ziyang, looking at them tenderly.

"Three two one, Go~"

The leaves outside swayed with the wind, bursts of melodious music came from Zhuo Yichen's ward, and the passing nurses all slowed down to listen.

Everything is settled.