I believe you, you are really evil.

"Whenever she encountered something in the past, she would handle it by herself or the villagers would help her, but now she is doing better than before. If we go to recognize her, we might make the other party think too much."

Mr. Song sighed and continued:

"We didn't show up when she was down, but when she was brilliant, what's the difference between our showing up and causing trouble to her?"

"But we didn't know it before."

Song Yue also knew what his father was thinking.

But this matter is really helpless.

They were far abroad, and even if they communicated with Song Yan, they wouldn't know if she didn't tell her.

Now that we know, if we are pretending not to know, then who will the old Song family be?

"Well, although we found out late, we can't do nothing. At least our attitude must be clear."

Mr. Song nodded and said;

"Now that your eldest brother is in the country, let him handle it."

Mr. Song knew Song Ye's character very well, so there was nothing wrong in leaving the matter to him.

Song Yue nodded in agreement.

He affirmed Song Ye's ability to do things, otherwise, the Song family would not have established a foothold abroad and developed rapidly.

This has a lot to do with Song Ye.

However, as the second uncle, he always feels that he needs to do something?

After all, who can not love a cute and soft little girl?

This is much better than those brats from the old Song family.

That's right, in this generation, the old Song family still has no little girls, only brats.

Song Yue sat on the sofa carelessly, but in his heart he was thinking about buying a plane ticket tonight and then going back to see his niece.

Mr. Song didn't know what Song Yue was thinking. He was now considering what Song Ye said before.

Do you want to return to China for development?

What should I pay attention to after returning to my country?

After all, talking about returning to China for development cannot be completed in just one or two sentences. It requires many issues to be considered.

Therefore, Mr. Song did not notice Song Yue's departure.

When Mr. Song knew that Song Yue had returned to China, Song Yue had already found Song Ye and was eating takeaway.

"Brother, this is so delicious."

"It still smells familiar. I miss it so much."

Song Ye looked at Song Yue who was eating stinky tofu with a look of disgust on his face.

He really didn't know what was so delicious about this thing.

Song Ye took another look at the snail noodles on the table, with a look of disgust on his face.

"Do you have to eat these things at home?"

In today's cold weather, Song Ye has opened all the windows in order to disperse the smell.

Today, unfortunately, the wind is blowing from southeast to northwest.

When the breeze blows, the coldness comes second. The most important thing is that the smell that has escaped is blown back by the wind.

Song Yue slurped snail noodles and ate stinky tofu without caring.

"Brother, you don't understand our happiness. This thing smells bad, but tastes delicious. How about you order some? I promise, you will fall in love with it in one second and won't be able to extricate yourself from it."

Song Ye shook his head in disgust; he didn't quite understand. Song Yue was already a grown man and the child could crawl. How could he like to eat these things?

"Brother, don't we live just to eat? If you dare to try, you will find that in this world, besides poetry and distance, there is also stinky tofu."

Watching Song Yue finish a whole box of stinky tofu, Song Ye felt a little upset in his stomach.

"Tell me, why are you here?"

Song Ye took a sip and suppressed the discomfort in his stomach.

Song Yue didn't seem to notice Song Ye's disgust and continued to take a sip of the snail noodles.

"I'm here to meet my niece? You've already met her, so there's no reason why I, as the second uncle, shouldn't meet her."

When Lin Shuyao was mentioned, Song Ye sat down opposite Song Yue a little helplessly. Now he no longer disliked the smell.

"She said she would think about it, but I don't know how she is thinking about it now."

Song Yue took a sip of powder, rolled his eyes, and said:

"Brother, I can't eat hot tofu in a hurry. It's only been a full day, and you expect her to give you the answer? This is unrealistic."

"I know, if I don't reply for a day, won't I feel a little panicked?"

Song Yue took a sip of the soup, sighed comfortably, and continued:

"My father told me that when she needed help, no relatives were willing to help her. Now that she is doing well, and we are showing up, it is like taking off your pants and farting. It is unnecessary."

"After all, people are still living well without us."

"Then what do you mean by our father, don't look for it? Don't care or ask?"

"how is this possible?"

Song Yue took another sip of powder and continued:

"It's hard to say anything else about our old Song family, but we don't ignore our own children. So, it's impossible to ignore her."

"We didn't know before and couldn't help it. But now that we know, we will definitely take care of it to the end."

Song Yue took a sip of noodles and a sip of soup, and asked:

"Little sister, is there anything you want to say?"

It was okay not to mention Song Yan, but when Song Yan was mentioned, Song Ye felt angry.

"It's not like you don't know my little sister's temperament. If she was really relieved, she wouldn't have told us in advance when she found out about it."

"My little sister is really confused. She always feels that blood is not as important as companionship?"

As soon as Song Yue heard Song Ye's words, he knew that Song Ye had been looking for Song Yan, and maybe the two of them had some unpleasant experiences.

"She doesn't want to admit it?"

Song Ye shook his head.

Although he was angry with Song Yan, he would not make her jealous.

"That's not true. It's just that when I asked her what she thought, she didn't say anything. However, her expression seemed a bit resistant."

"I don't know what she is resisting? Besides, it is her own biological child. What can she resist?"

Song Ye paused briefly and continued:

"If she doesn't want to, I won't force it. However, she can tell me the matter. She doesn't want it, and I want it. But in the end, she didn't say anything. If this matter hadn't spread abroad, we would still be here. Don’t know anything about it.”

Song Yue put down the bowl in his hand, with an expression of dissatisfaction on his face.

"If you ask me, my little sister is spoiled by her family, and she doesn't know the difference between right and wrong."

"In the past, at home, her parents doted on her, her brother protected her, she got married, her husband doted on her, and her son respected her. She didn't have anything bad to do. When something happened, she just followed her own temperament, but she didn't care what it was? "

"This is her child. This mother doesn't care about her child. Has her heart been eaten by a dog?"

Song Ye nodded in agreement.

"Brother, if you want me to tell you, just take your niece abroad and return to our old Song family. As for the little sister, she has a big heart anyway and doesn't care about the child."

Song Ye rolled his eyes at Song Yue; wasn't he talking nonsense?

If it were that simple, would he stay in the country?