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Therefore, she would insist on taking Song Shiting back after a while.

Inside, Lin Yufang expressed her thoughts: "What your father and I mean is very simple. You go back and have a look. No matter whether you can recover your memory or not, you have to go home. If you feel uncomfortable going home, let's think about it again." Do you think this method will work?"

She has really aged several years these days, and her temples have turned white.

Song Shiting didn't say yes or no, he just remained silent.

Song Xingming said: "It doesn't matter. You can think about what your mother just said. We are here today just to discuss it with you and see how it is convenient for you."

Song Shiting nodded.

Mu Wanzhu chose this moment to walk in from the outside.

She shouted shyly: "Brother Ajun."

Song Shiting nodded.

Mu Wanzhu looked at Song Xingming and said, "Uncle, who is Brother Ajun or something? I haven't seen you in the past few days."

Song Xingming's eyes were dark and he only said: "I heard that you have been taking care of my son here these days. Thank you."

Mu Wanzhu said quickly: "Uncle, you're welcome. Taking care of Brother Ajun is what I should do. It's nothing."

Song Xingming said: "In short, I also want to thank you during this time."

Mu Wanzhu said: "It doesn't matter. As long as brother Ajun can get well soon, everything I do will be worth it."

Song Xingming nodded.

There is fruit on the table that they just brought.

He said: "These fruits are all bought with foreign exchange coupons. You can't find them in China. If you like them, just tell me and I will find some for you."

Mu Wanzhu nodded and said, "Thank you, uncle."

At the same time, I began to sigh in my heart. No wonder Dr. Liang said that they would get more things when Song Shiting returned to the Song family.

But she can't take advantage of this now.

At least within two years.

Mu Wanzhu kept telling herself in her heart.

Seeing Song Xingming and his wife standing, she quickly moved a chair and said, "Uncle, aunt, please sit down, don't stand all the time."

She spoke to them like a true daughter-in-law.

"Then I'll wash the fruit. Uncle and aunt, you guys can eat some too. I don't eat much fruit, and Brother Ajun also eats very little. Putting so much here is a waste."

Song Shiting nodded.

Mu Wanzhu went out.

Song Xingming glanced at his son with a faint look and said: "Your mother and I just hope that you can be safe and healthy. We respect you for whatever you want to do, but we hope you can understand the hard work of being a parent."

"You have been outside all the time and never had the chance to go home. We have always said that, you should go home and have a look when you have time."

Lin Yufang also said: "Yes, your dad is right. Your dad and I are very simple. As long as you live a good life, the most I hope you can do is consider your children and wife at home."

"Although you have no memory, if you really have no feelings for Aling, we dare not force you, but as for the child..."

She paused here.

He glanced at Song Shiting, fearing that he would be unhappy.

Seeing his calm expression, she continued: "After all, we are responsible for the child. Whether you have memory or not, after giving birth to a child, you must be responsible for the child."

Song Shiting's lips pursed into a straight line.

When Mu Wanzhu came back, she heard Lin Yufang talking about her responsibility to the child.

Her eyes instantly turned cold.

After all, Song Shiting still had to raise those children.

Can't they have children of their own in the future?

She raised the corners of her mouth, walked in from the outside and said, "Uncle, aunt, eat some fruit."

Most people really can’t eat fresh peaches.

In other words, the Song family has that kind of relationship, so whatever they eat is the best.

Mu Wanzhu is now at both ends of the scale.

She wants a good life and wants to integrate into Song Shiting's original family, but she also understands that she doesn't have much capital to compete with Ruan Qingling now.

On the one hand, she is Song Shiting's savior, but if she uses this to force Ruan Qingling, who is now pregnant, to leave.

She will have a bad reputation in the future.

Therefore, she did not dare to speak.

But if she didn't open her mouth, she would take a roundabout route, take Song Shiting away, and then cultivate Song Shiting's feelings for her.

Moreover, she had to think of other ways to make Song Shiting inseparable from her in the future. Only in that way could she sit back and relax.

Lin Yufang picked up a peach and handed it to Song Shiting: "These fruits are fresh, you can try them."

Song Shiting nodded and said, "No, just leave it. I'll eat it later."

The peach was still in Lin Yufang's hand, and her son was unwilling to take it. She was a little at a loss.

Song Xingming said: "It's okay, you can eat it. Men usually don't eat fruit very much."

When he said this, he said to Song Shiting: "However, you are an injured person now. It is necessary to eat some fruit. If you don't like what your mother brought you, just eat it yourself."

Mu Wanzhu glanced at them and said, "Yes, Brother Ajun, uncle said so, you should eat some."

Song Shiting nodded.

He didn't eat any fruit that was handed to him. Mu Wanzhu handed him a peach, but he took it and took a bite.

Lin Yufang was heartbroken.

But Mu Wanzhu felt as if she had eaten candy.

Song Xingming just glanced at them without saying anything.

He was very patient and waited for Song Shiting's answer to what he just said.

Song Xingming didn't look at him again until Song Shiting finished a peach.

Song Shiting still didn't give an answer.

Song Xingming frowned.

Mu Wanzhu wanted to leave a good impression on them and said, "Brother Ajun, you see that uncle and aunt are waiting for you to give them the answer. How about you give uncle and aunt some reassurance."

Song Shiting asked, "Do you think I should go there?"

Mu Wanzhu looked embarrassed and said, "Brother Ajun, you have to consider this matter yourself. I can't give you any advice."

Song Shiting said, "It doesn't matter, you can tell me."

Mu Wanzhu's heart was filled with excitement.

Haha, Song Shiting can't live without her now.

She then said: "I think uncle and aunt are also looking forward to your return. If you want to go back, then go back. I think it's okay."

Song Shiting then nodded and said, "Since you said so, let's go."

Song Xingming asked: "Then when do you plan to do it?"

Lin Yufang also asked: "Yeah, tell me when you will go back, so your dad and I can be ready."

She seemed cautious about her son returning home.

Song Shiting said: "The day after tomorrow."

He also planned to stay here for a few more days of treatment and then leave.

Only by getting inside faster can he come back faster.

Otherwise, he would not be able to catch up with the birth of his child.

Mu Wanzhu looked at Song Shiting, and after a while, she asked, "Brother Ajun, do you need me to accompany you then?"

Song Shiting said, "Of course you have to go together."

One sentence made Mu Wanzhu look even happier.

what……

She can definitely defeat that woman Ruan Qingling.

Until Song Xingming and his wife left.

Mu Wanzhu was still excited.

She asked Song Shiting: "Brother Ajun, tell me, who else will be there besides you the day after tomorrow?"