After dressing up as the actor’s dog, I became famous in the entertainment industry

Along the way, Li Zhao really felt the enthusiasm of his aunt.

This enthusiasm continued until a Chinese-style villa.

As soon as Li Zhao got out of the car, he was hugged by a warm and soft embrace.

"My dear grandson, hey, he's been suffering, he's been suffering..."

The old lady's voice was choked, and her hand gently patted the girl's thin back.

Li Zhao was held in such a gentle hug, and his whole heart felt warm.

"Show me Zhao Zhao, show me..."

The old man on the side also came up.

The old lady's good granddaughter was pulled away by the old man beside her before she could warm herself up.

Li Zhao saw the old man in a Tang suit. His hair was completely gray and he wore a pair of glasses. His face was kind and his eyes were smiling.

"Good boy Zhaozhao, I am grandpa."

Li Zhao also had a smile on his face and called his grandpa obediently.

The sound of "Grandpa" made Song Guoan feel comfortable all over, and then there was a sourness in his heart.

The eyes that were originally smiling gradually turned red.

The old lady wiped the tears welling up from the corners of her eyes, adjusted her expression, "Zhaozhao, I am grandma."

Li Zhao stretched out his hand to hold the charming old lady, "Grandma~"

Song Qinghe looked at his parents and daughter standing together, and his heart was filled as never before.

Song Yunzheng walked silently to his sister, with a smile on his elegant and gentle face, "Sister, welcome home."

Hearing these words, Song Qinghe's suppressed tears welled up again.

"Brother, you have worked hard to take care of my parents these years."

Song Yunzheng sighed softly, "Xiao He, you shouldn't bear such a big thing alone. There are us behind you, and you are as stubborn as when you were a child."

The old lady heard the conversation between her son and daughter, and reached out to hold her daughter's hand, her voice urgent and angry.

"If Zhou Hongchuan hadn't been caught, how long would you have kept this secret from us?!"

Song Qinghe was silent, but held his mother's hand tightly.

Song Yuannian saw a large family standing at the door and said quickly.

"My aunt and cousin have been on a plane all morning. Master, grandma, please go in and talk."

After speaking like this, the whole family reacted and walked into the villa.

As soon as he stepped into the Chinese-style round gate, Li Zhao saw a red banner that was incompatible with the villa.

There are big golden characters printed on it: Welcome Qinghe, Zhaozhao go home! ! !

Later, Song Yuannian picked up the tube of fireworks from nowhere and distributed them to his grandparents.

Surround the two of them.

“Welcome Xiaohe Zhaozhao home!!!”

bang bang bang! ! !

Fireworks with sequins exploded.

Even Song Yunzheng, who is usually reserved and steady, also joined.

Song Qinghe was surprised. In her impression, her parents were relatively calm people, even her eldest brother was like this.

But now, each of them had a smile on their face, firing salutes at them like children.

Li Zhao watched as rose petals mixed with sequins surrounded her and her mother.

The initial anxiety and nervousness turned into surprise at this moment.

Fu Yun saw the surprise on Qinghe and Zhaozhao's faces and knew that her arrangement was correct.

Walking into the living room, Li Zhao found that the surprise seemed not to be over yet.

The Chinese-style living room is filled with all kinds of cute dolls that are incompatible with the style of the living room, and various balloons are scattered on the floor.

Balloon sticks were used to twist small animals into various shapes, and two exquisite cakes were placed on the coffee table.

The old lady held her daughter with one hand and her granddaughter with the other. She walked to the coffee table and said with a smile, "Your father and your brother made the cake for you mother and daughter."

The Song family has a very good tradition that women are not allowed to enter the kitchen.

Although they hire a nanny, they often cook by themselves, making pastries or snacks after meals.

Li Zhao was a little surprised, and turned to look at his grandpa, who was smiling with a rosy face, and his uncle, who was wearing a black casual suit and had a gentle and elegant temperament.

Fu Yun stepped forward and said as if taking credit, "Qinghe Zhaozhao, my aunt also participated in making the cake~"

Song Yunzheng chuckled, "Yes, your aunt also participated. She placed the fruit on the cake."

Such a family and such a family atmosphere were something Li Zhao had never imagined before.

Song Qinghe looked at the balloon dolls filling the living room and couldn't help but ask, "What about these balloons..."

Song Yuannian, an enthusiastic citizen, spoke again, "This was all done by our family last night."

Li Zhao could already imagine the scene where his grandparents, uncle, aunt, and cousin were sitting in the living room blowing balloons and decorating the living room last night.

At this time, the old man, as the backbone of the family, walked up to his daughter and granddaughter.

The smile on his face faded a little, and he spoke seriously, "Xiaohe, what we are doing is to let you and Zhaozhao know that this home will always be your safe haven and your backing, no matter what happens, The door to our home is always open for you.”

The old lady also answered at this time, speaking to her daughter.

"Xiao He, do you still remember what your parents said to you when you got married?"

Song Qinghe, who had always swallowed everything in his stomach and had a strong back, completely bent his back when faced with his parents' words and inquiries.

How can I still be as strong as usual?

"I remember."

Always remember.

Her parents told her when she got married that if she was unhappy outside, she would come back.

A married daughter is not just water thrown away.

The old lady's heart ached as she looked at her daughter's appearance.

Li Zhao looked at his mother with her back bent, silently reached out and held her.

Song Guoan sighed and patted his daughter on the shoulder.

"It's in the past."

All the bad things are over, and the days to come will get better and better.

On the other side, Shen Xihe came home at noon and saw his nephew sitting in the living room.

The old man was feeding a half-grown fat dog at this time.

"Xiaoyun??? Goudan???"

When Ice Cream heard someone calling Goudan, she refused to eat the freshly cut meat that was handed to her mouth, and shouted with a serious look on her fat face.

"Woofoooooo~" is ice cream, Goudan is my beautiful sister~

Although Shen Yun couldn't understand what the ice cream said, he could probably guess what it was talking about from its chubby face.

"Auntie, it changed its name, now it's called Ice Cream."

Hearing the new name, Shen Xihe nodded with satisfaction, walked over and gently touched its bulging head.

"Don't you know how to name it? Huh? Has the ice cream grown up?"

The last time we met was several months ago.

It is still a small ball, and it looks like a walking glutinous rice dumpling.

Now it has become a large glutinous rice dumpling.

Mr. Shen finished feeding the meat in his hand, took the handkerchief handed by the butler, wiped his hands, and looked at his grandson sitting on the sofa.

He said, "Why did you think of coming to see me? It's not the Chinese New Year yet."

Shen Yun holds the tablet in his hand and is still working on it.

Recently, my old father has left many things in the company to him.

Since Songkou joined the company, many things have been handled by him.

After hearing what grandpa said, Shen Yun put down the tablet and said, "Don't say I'm so heartless. I will often come to the Imperial Capital to see you when I have time."

Mr. Shen snorted coldly, "That's right. It's not like your heartless father who won't come back if he doesn't come back."

Shen Xuanjin, who was fishing in Haishi Company, sneezed heavily.

who? Who is thinking about me?

Shen Xihe sat down and said, "How many days do you plan to stay in the imperial capital?"

Shen Yun rubbed the dog that ran to him and squatted next to him.

Lowering his eyes, "Not sure yet."

At this time, Uncle Fu, who was out for a trip, held a beautiful invitation in his hand.

Hand it to the old man.

"The Song family has sent an invitation letter, inviting you to attend."

Mr. Shen was confused, "Song family? Song Guoan?"

Hearing the name, Shen Yun raised his eyes slightly. He seemed to be in a good mood and pinched Ice Cream's fleshy ears.