We are not friends anymore!

On the way back, the two were speechless all the way, but silently held each other's hands tightly.

The driver carefully looked at the two of them from the rearview mirror, hesitated for a while, and then asked: "Miss, do you think you and Miss Chuchu are back?"

"Go back to the old house." Song Wenyin replied without raising her head while playing with Chuchu's hand.

The driver became excited for a moment: "Hey! Just go back!"

Chu Chu didn't quite understand, she remembered that Song Wenyin was not against the old house in her previous life, why now the driver looked so excited that she was about to cry when she heard that Song Wenyin was going back to the old house?

Song Wenyin stroked her soft short hair, not letting her ask this, but only asked Chuchu: "Miss me?"

Chu Chu stared at her: "What are you thinking? Haven't you been here all the time?"

"You know, baby, I miss you so much and love you so much." Song Wenyin pulled Chu Chu into her arms and rubbed the tip of her nose against hers.

Chu Chu's face was hot and she hurriedly went to see the driver, only to see that the driver uncle was still as steady as Mount Tai, not squinting, and even hummed a little song!

Chu Chu pushed her twice meaningfully, but if she couldn't push it away, she blushed and let her go.

But there was something wrong with rubbing against each other. Song Wenyin supported Chu Chu's waist with one hand, and retreated to Chu Chu's body with the other. Her slender fingers stroked Chu Chu's waistline and moved up bit by bit. Chu Chu was treated like this, the whole person They all turned pink, limp in Song Wenyin's arms, unable to move, her waist trembling slightly, and finally reached the key area, Song Wenyin held onto it with one hand, rubbed it lightly twice, her delicate eye sockets were moistened by being bullied, and the end of her eyes It was also dyed red, and Song Wenyin almost wanted to drive the Lamborghini on the highway immediately, but she suddenly remembered that she didn't have a driver's license, so she stepped on the brake regretfully, and breathed into Chuchu's ear: "It's so soft."

Chu Chu was unconvinced, she was a little bit overwhelmed with Song Wenyin who turned on the old hooligan mode after recovering her memory!She also touched Song Wenyin's softness, almost gnashing her teeth: "Your ones are not only soft, but also big."

However, her voice was soft and waxy, with no momentum at all, like a kitten's paw lightly scratching Song Wenyin's heart, causing Song Wenyin to press Chuchu against the car door again, her mouth still playing hooliganism: "It's okay, let me take the baby with my own hands, and I can bring it up too."

"You, you rascal!" Chu Chu bowed down to the reborn Song Wenyin!Incredible!The perverted old aunt is actually ashamed of being molested by an even more perverted hooligan!There is also a little food marrow to know the taste!

Song Wenyin pulled Chuchu's little hand and kissed it, showing a rogue standard smile: "Well, I am."

Chu Chu couldn't help but ponder, how much did Song Wenyin restrain her nature in her previous life in order to remain friends with her?

In short, along with the loving interaction in the car filled with the harmonious new style of communism, the Song family's old house will arrive soon.

The Song family's old house covers an area of ​​about two hectares. It is located on another mountain opposite the hill where Master Gongsun's house is located across the urban area of ​​Kyoto. It encloses a large forest, like a forest park, and the entire mountain belongs to the Song family. At the foot of the mountain, there is a long circle surrounded by iron fences, and there are guards saluting all the way when the car drives past. This is the second time for Chu Chu to come to this place in his past and present lives, and he is still unavoidably surprised by its grandeur.

The architectural style of the house is a mix of European-style glass gardens and Chinese-style lofts that were popular in the last century. Because the money is not bad, we hired top designers, which complement each other and are quite elegant.

The car stopped in front of the black carved wrought iron gate in the courtyard. The driver opened the door respectfully and offered his arm. Song Wenyin got on and off the car like a gentleman, and then gave Chu Chu a hand to pull Chu Chu out of the car. The driver followed calmly. behind them.

There was a maid leading the way for them. Looking at their uniform maid outfits, Chu Chu couldn't help but her eyes glowed, and she shook Song Wenyin's hand: "Wen Yin, your maids are so cute! They are all in maid outfits!"

Song Wenyin's face darkened, and she couldn't help but glanced at the surrounding maids with unfriendly eyes: "My grandpa said that this is the school uniform of Russian schoolgirls."

Maids: Σ(°△°|||)︴What happened? !Why is it suddenly a little cold!

"My Russia is amazing!" Chu Chu admired it from the bottom of her heart. Song Wenyin felt that she should keep pace with the times. How could the school uniforms of the previous era still be worn in this era?It's time for a refresh!

After entering the door, there was another guard. Song Wenyin and Chu Chu changed their shoes and walked to the living room. A room full of people sat in a row centered on a serious old man in the middle. He is hale and hearty, not angry but proud, sitting there is still the way soldiers are used to sitting like a clock, obviously he is a meticulous person.

The thin and capable old man sitting next to Mr. Song was obviously Song Wenyin's grandmother, his eyes lit up when he saw Song Wenyin and Chu Chu coming in, and he quickly walked to the kitchen as if thinking of something.

"You still know how to come back." Mr. Song's sunken eyes were exceptionally bright. He was staring at Song Wenyin at this moment, oppressed by the weight of a moment, and the aura of a superior would make his calves tremble for an ordinary person.

However, Song Wenyin was obviously not within the range of ordinary people, she just dragged Chuchu to continue walking in, found an empty seat and sat down, and to be polite, she responded with one word: "Oh."

Ignoring the evil spirit on the old man, he calmly introduced Chuchu to everyone: "Grandpa, big aunt, big aunt, big uncle, second aunt, second uncle, third aunt, little aunt, this is Chuchu, my friend."

Chu Chu put her hands on her knees and called out a series of obedient faces: "Hello, Grandpa, Hello, Auntie, Hello, Uncle, Hello, Second Aunt, Hello Second Uncle, Hello Third Aunt, Hello Little Aunt." Fortunately, thanks to the previous life, these faces are still familiar, otherwise she would definitely not be able to call them today. Originally, she was wearing a modified red and white cheongsam to meet Master Gongsun. It is cute and generous, very pleasing.

Mr. Song took a deep breath immediately, and forced a smiling face: "Hello." He lowered his face and wanted to reprimand, but the younger woman next to him smiled and said, "Just come back, Wen Yin, come quickly, and little friend Chuchu, aunt has brought you a lot of presents, come quickly." After saying that, she winked at Song Wenyin.

It was Song Wenyin's little aunt, with light brown hair dyed in small curly long hair, with a touch of explosive fluff, eyes like a little squirrel, round and round, she was almost [-] years old, and she still looked like a girl cute.

Song Wenyin's expression also softened a bit: "Thank you, little aunt." As she spoke, she took Chu Chu to sit next to her little aunt, and the little aunt gave them both a small embroidered handbag, and said with a smile: "The rest are in the car, Come get it with me in a while." Touching Song Wenyin's head and smiling, "Wenyin has lost some weight, but I always feel that her eyes are more energetic than before, which is like you." After finishing speaking, he looked at the person sitting at the head old man.

The old man snorted when he heard the words, but his expression was obviously not so stiff.

The little aunt looked at Chu Chu again: "Oh, what a cute little girl, how old is she younger than Wen Yin?"

Old Chu Chu blushed, because of aesthetic problems, she preferred cute and soft dressing styles. The improved little cheongsam she wore for a few days was designed with a high waist, making her look very small. She was about to correct her little aunt, but someone interrupted her.

"Hey, Xiao Jin didn't know it just after returning to China. This child is Wenyin's best friend. She is as old as her, isn't she?" It was Song Wenyin's second aunt who spoke, and her hair was all combed up and tied in a bun. At the back of the head, the cheekbones are high, and the whole person is very thin, showing a bit of mean taste.

Chu Chu then nodded her head obediently.

But what the second aunt said next changed a little bit: "My Wen Yin's family background, I think you know it very well, little girl? I just don't know which girl you are from, and the friends we Wen Yin made must be the same. Definitely not going anywhere."

Chu Chu secretly rolled her eyes and killed ten times in a row. So many people and things have changed since she was reborn. Song Wenyin and her second aunt's chicken-skinned personality are really as firm as a rock and as tough as a reed.

Mr. Song raised his eyebrows, and scolded: "What a man to say such petty things!"

The eldest aunt Song Erlan who had never said a word said slowly: "Dad, don't be angry, take care of your body, and the second sister should also remember better."

The second aunt choked, and obviously wanted to refute, but was stopped by the second uncle.

Mr. Song tried his best to squeeze out a kind smile: "Student Chuchu, don't worry about anything else. It's very good that you can be friends with our Wenyin."

"No, Chuchu is number one in the whole province. Second sister, your son won't make it, right? Nowadays, you can easily throw it on other people's ancestral graves to talk about things, but I'm so sorry for the young talents that the country has worked so hard to cultivate. You Say yes, Dad." The little aunt Song Ruojin seized the opportunity and would not let it go, and ruthlessly mocked the second aunt.

Old Man Song nodded solemnly, and then looked at Song Wenyin who was only talking to Chu Chu, hesitating to ignore the weirdness in his heart.

At this time, the atmosphere is not as stagnant as it was at the beginning. Do most of the Song family love and care for Song Wenyin from the bottom of their hearts? The aunts and uncles pulled Song Wenyin to look and look one by one. There is no shortage of pocket money. Among them, the little aunt is the most exaggerated. She shed tears between her movements. She seems to have imagined what kind of poor life Song Wenyin has encountered in the ancient city these years. Song Wenyin couldn't laugh or cry, and then had to accept The enthusiastic aunts stuffed in all kinds of cards and all kinds of gifts for her to take away, and Chu Chu naturally received a lot of them by following her.

The old lady of the Song family finally came out of the kitchen at this moment. The thin old lady first glanced at old man Song vigilantly, and the latter put away his serious expression to hide his serious expression and suppressed a kind smile, but it was even more ferocious!

Mrs. Song thought with disgust!

The old lady dug out Song Wenyin and Chu Chu from the crowd, and looked at Chu Chu first: "Hey, you are so handsome, tell grandma to take a good look."

Chu Chu was taken aback for a moment, and then smiled sincerely: "Well, grandma is also very beautiful."

Chu Chu's words are not intentionally flattering. Mrs. Song's face is kind. Although her temples are as silver as silk, her well-maintained skin does not have many age spots, and there is still a young love in every frown and smile. With her delicate appearance and airs of beauty, it was obvious that Mr. Song had put his hands on him and spoiled him all his life.

When Chu Chu said this, Mrs. Song covered her mouth and smiled softly: "Really pretty?" Obviously she was a little shy, and it was hard to see that she was already an old lady full of children and grandchildren.

However, Mr. Song was still recklessly saying, "Really."

Mrs. Song suddenly became angry from embarrassment: "Nong Mo has to learn how to speak from me! You are going to die!" She ran to beat Mr. Song, but Mr. Song lost all the airs he put on Song Wenyin in front of her, and let her vent his anger in a silly and cheerful manner. .

The daughters couldn't take it anymore, and the little aunt exaggeratedly covered her face: "Mom and Dad! You are more loving than us!"

Mrs. Song became even more shy: "Don't laugh at me! You really are a bunch of sugar kids!"

Chuchu suddenly felt her teeth sore, this candy is a bit sticky to her teeth, she thought deeply.

Song Wenyin looked at the extremely cute situation between her grandparents and her expression was unprecedentedly gentle, but the moment Mr. Song looked over, she pressed her fist to her lips and coughed and quickly turned her head away.

Here Mrs. Song likes Chu Chu more and more, she simply took off a jade bracelet from her wrist and pulled Chu Chu's glove over Chu Chu's wrist involuntarily: "This girl and my heart! Grandma likes you, this bracelet is also Say it likes you."

Chu Chu wanted to say something else, but Song Wenyin had already said, "Thank you grandma." Chu Chu had no choice but to accept it.

Only then did Mrs. Song pull Song Wenyin over for a closer look, and said with a smile, "Ah Yin is fat, it looks like someone has a good meal."

Song Wenyin nodded helplessly.

Mrs. Song began to read brokenly again: "Grandma and Grandpa both miss Ah Yin very much, don't tell your grandpa to cheat you with your appearance, he misses Ah Yin secretly shed tears, does Ah Yin miss Grandma and Grandpa?" Huh?" Mr. Song pretended to be deaf while drinking tea.

Song Wenyin felt that her throat was a little dry, so she still replied, "I miss grandma so much."

Mrs. Song found a loophole in her words: "What about Grandpa? Do you want to?"

Song Wenyin was silent for a while, but still said: "Thought about it."

"Really? Don't be angry with grandpa, okay? Ah Yin is a good girl, grandpa is a bad person, he bullied Ah Yin, but grandpa is so old, please forgive him?" Mrs. Song tried to mess around. .

"Impossible." The tenderness in Song Wenyin's eyes receded, her voice was still very soft, but the content was completely cold and hard.

Mr. Song's expression was bleak for a moment, but he returned to normal immediately.

"If you want him to apologize, how can you not apologize if you did something wrong? This is what grandma taught me." Song Wenyin looked at the old lady seriously and said.

Mrs. Song was a little sad at first, but upon hearing this, she immediately asked Mr. Song to apologize. Mr. Song frowned and turned his head: "I'm not wrong!"

The angry old lady scolded: "Nong Hong Kong students!"

Song Wenyin stopped looking at them and went to Chuchu again. Chuchu patted her comfortingly: "Don't be angry, Grandma just wants to see you reconcile, and she is also doing it for your own good."

"Be better for my grandpa." Song Wenyin bowed her head, Chuchu didn't know what to say, touched her head, and coaxed her like a child: "Be good, don't cry, don't cry."

Song Wenyin miraculously felt much better, and felt a little embarrassed for her childishness, so she just kept her head down.

Over there, Little Aunt Song rubbed her eyes, she always felt that there was a wagging dog tail growing out of her Wen Yin's back? !

Suddenly a head poked out from the kitchen, it was Song Wenyin's little uncle, and he showed his white teeth with a smile: "Let's serve dinner, everyone! Little princess Wenyin's little uncle will serve everyone wholeheartedly!"

Uncle Song has wheat-colored skin and big white teeth. He smiles like a mature crop with full enthusiasm. The family cooks by themselves.

The little aunt also smiled at this time and said: "Then little princess Wenyin, will you move to the restaurant with everyone?"

Song Wenyin carried this shameful title and slowly moved towards the restaurant under Chuchu's playful gaze.

Although this battle seems wrong no matter how you look at it, it is indeed Song Wenyin's official reception banquet after returning to Beijing. It is the highest-level kind. Except for Song Wenyin, other juniors are not allowed to participate. It is actually wrong for Chuchu to appear here. It should be, but Song Wenyin made it clear on the phone that she couldn't bring Chuchu back, so she wouldn't come back.

So from the moment I entered the door just now, the Song family has actually been sizing her up vaguely, trying to see something unusual, but no matter how you look at it, Chuchu is a small girl with a sweet smile, and she is not overbearing. Or other weirdness.

It's strange, how did such a little girl get Song Wenyin's favor?

This is the doubt in the hearts of all the elders. Song Wenyin grew up with everyone watching him. This child was withdrawn and calm since childhood. He studied hard in all aspects, so even though she was a girl, she was worse than a boy. To be stronger, usually several children cooperate to complete the work and she can do it alone, so she doesn't have any particularly close friends around her. Yu Hao is dragged along, but more often the other party actively entangles her.

Seeing Song Wenyin actively pulling Chuchu's friend (wife) love (slave) wherever she went, the elders couldn't help but feel gratified in their hearts——

Maybe this is friendship!

The dining table rules of the Song family are extremely strict, and it is quite rude to make any extra noise between movements. Fortunately, in Chuchu's previous life, she was quite familiar with this kind of dinner party with the principle of torturing the diners. She waved her chopsticks lightly, trying to With the smallest movements, the most dishes are caught, and the posture is as graceful as flowing water, which already has a bit of a sense of open-mindedness of a master!

Mr. Song sat at the head of the long dining table, seeing Chu Chu's skillful movements and almost perfect posture, he couldn't help but secretly nodded.

Uncle Song doesn't know Chu Chu's taste very well, so the dishes in front of her are from various cuisines, and secretly observe Chu Chu's taste so that next time when Chu Chu comes to play again, she can ensure that she can make dishes that taste as good as Chu Chu's. There is no way, he Jia Wenyin didn't make a single friend for 800 years, but this time she brought her home forcefully, she must have a really good relationship!But with Wen Yin's sullen personality, the little uncle naturally has to pay more attention to maintaining their friendship!

So he was surprised to find that this child Chuchu is really easy to raise, he can eat anything, and eats a lot, it can be worth half of Song Wenyin and is even comparable to that little girl of the Fu family!

So he thought very academically for a minute, thinking that Song Wenyin might like a girl who can rival him in appetite!After all, food is the root of all things, with a good food partner, everything will be good!This is flawless reasoning!

After the meal, everyone returned to the living room. The aunts and uncles gradually left, leaving behind a lot of presents. Song Wenyin stuffed several keys of various reinforced concrete squares and large engine toys in his pockets, as well as the magnetic stripe card for electronic currency.

Mr. Song seemed to want to say something, but in the end he just said, "Sleep early with little classmate Chuchu." He went upstairs.

Mrs. Song walked up to Song Wenyin's side, a little embarrassed: "Ayin, don't you want to get angry with Grandma, okay? Grandma didn't do it on purpose, Grandma just wants you and Grandpa to be on good terms, you can continue to be angry with Grandpa, but You have to be nice to grandma, otherwise grandma will shed tears."

Song Wenyin said helplessly: "No matter what, I won't get angry with Grandma."

The old lady was happy at once, took off the bracelet on the other hand and placed it in the palm of Song Wenyin, and winked at her mysteriously: "Everything that Ah Yin likes, grandma also likes, so I support it! This pair of bracelets is Pass it on to your future granddaughter-in-law, grandma gave them to you!"

Chu Chu's face froze, and Song Wenyin still took it in a good manner, as if she didn't appreciate the old lady's unfinished words: "Okay grandma, you should go to bed earlier, we are going to sleep."

The maid led the two of them to the room, and wanted to tell Chu Chu to lead them to the guest room, but Song Wenyin stopped her lightly: "She is afraid of strangers, she can't sleep in the guest room, so bring another set of quilts for the bed in my room."

The two maids obeyed Miss Song's instructions without any reason: "Yes, Miss."

"Yin Yin, you are not afraid of being seen?" Chu Chu imitated Mrs. Song's soft tone and teased Song Wenyin,

Song Wenyin embraced her and brought her into her room, whispered next to Chuchu's ear: "I was never afraid in the previous life, so what am I afraid of when I do it again?"

Chu Chu pushed her: "It's too close."

"But I still want to be closer, preferably with a negative distance." Song Wenyin still didn't let go, leading the person into the room and closing the door behind her.

The kingsize bed quietly accepted the two of them, they hugged and rolled on the bed twice, and finally stopped with Song Wenyin on top, Song Wenyin carefully and gently rubbed her delicate eyebrows, eyes and hair with her fingertips , then put her right hand behind Chu Chu's head, lifted her up a little, kissed the corners of her eyes tenderly, and then held her tear mole down, Chu Chu tensed her body, but chose to bear it submissively,

"Baby." Song Wenyin's voice was terribly hoarse, "Whether it was before or now, do you regret it later?"

In the end, we will not regret the kindness or malice we are about to face,

In the end, I will not regret this love affair that is doomed to tragedy in the eyes of most people.

"I didn't dare to think about it before, and I won't think about it in the future." Chu Chu looked at her seriously: "A certain idiot almost disappeared because of this, I have to look after her."

"I'm not..." Song Wenyin wanted to say, but there was a knock on the door. It was the maid who brought Chuchu's bed over. After entering the room, the two maids bowed their heads to Song Wenyin, and then placed the good things quickly , delivered the two cups of hot milk that Mrs. Song had instructed to bring over, and left.

Chu Chu was holding a cup and sitting by the bed with Song Wenyin, seeing Song Wenyin inevitably drinking a milky beard, she couldn't help squinting her eyes and laughing:

"very nice."

After having breakfast in the old house on Sunday morning, Song Wenyin was about to leave with Chuchu. Mrs. Song was very reluctant to part with her: "Ah Yin, don't leave so early, stay with grandma, grandma has a lot of sweets and sweets here. Things, as well as grandpa, you can play with Ah Yin."

Mr. Song sat upright beside him, still with a serious face: "It's really hard wings, unfilial son."

After successfully getting the ultimate pinch from Mrs. Song, she still chose to keep her mouth shut. Seeing that Song Wenyin had no intention of wavering, Mrs. Song reluctantly pulled Song Wenyin aside: "Ayin, this is what your grandfather gave you. It won't prevent us from taking his things, will it?" As he spoke, he handed Song Wenyin a wrapped silk handkerchief, and after thinking about it, Song Wenyin accepted it.

"What is Ah Yin going to do? Bring the driver and bodyguard?" Mrs. Song looked at Song Wenyin expectantly.

Song Wenyin thought for a while, then nodded and agreed: "I need two bodyguards."

When it was time to leave, Song Wenyin suddenly called to Mr. Song who was about to go upstairs and leave: "Grandpa."

Mr. Song froze, but still pretended to be impatient: "What are you doing? If you want to leave, go quickly."

"It was you who said at the beginning that the Song family would lose to me sooner or later, saying that my daughter's family would never be able to stand on the stage of elegance. If it weren't for the blood, you wouldn't even be willing to look at me more, right?"

Song Wenyin looked at him indifferently, and asked without any emotion.

Mr. Song froze in place immediately, his lips trembling and unable to speak, Mrs. Song also froze, sighed after a long while, hit Mr. Song hard, and let the maid help him back to the room.

"That's right." After a long time, old man Song lowered his head and said in a low voice, like a general who has been fighting all over the year has been defeated, dejected and powerless.

"But you have been protecting me. Second Aunt and the others wanted my cousin to take over, and you blocked it for me. So, I just want to tell you that I don't blame you." Song Wenyin said with a smile , since I have been redeemed, those who suffer because of me should also be liberated from it.

After speaking, he dragged Chuchu away.

After all, Mr. Song is here. When he realized it, he looked at the huge living room, which was empty and deserted. Last night's bustle was like a mirror, only the loneliness in the room was real.

Mr. Song sat down slowly, the morning light reflected the old man's face softly like never before,

"What are you doing? Hurry up and watch TV with me!" Mrs. Song stood upstairs and knocked on the railing.

"Hey, here it is, Azhu, don't worry." Mr. Song agreed, with a smile on his face, and hurried upstairs.

The author has something to say: the replacement is complete!Recently, Kavinka's don't want to _(:з"∠)_ I'm always struggling with what posture to end with_(:з"∠)_

First replace a part to tell you that I don't have salted fish today!

That, grandma’s accent is made up by the author himself_(:з」∠)_Don’t take it seriously (=°ω°)?

Why is it so short? !

Because the hot chicken author _(:з」∠)_ had a great time playing in the freshman group today

Yes, it will be replaced!The little angels who have already bought it will no longer need to be bought again, which is equivalent to giving away thousands of words, isn’t it very cost-effective~(≧▽≦)/~(I was beaten away!)

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