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Chapter 408 Father¡¯s love is like a mountain and the earth is falling apart

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    The child Song Zhixing was not willing to be left alone to tell his two brothers and sisters which dishes were delicious and which dishes were not.

    Xu Xinyan thought her son was noisy: "Shut up, I can't even keep your mouth shut. You still think this is too much. You'll cry when I cook for you one day when I'm free."

    Song Boyan: ""

    Su Nanzhi: ""

    An Yunhuai: ""

    There is no need to injure others by eight hundred and yourself by one thousand.

    By the end of the home-cooked meal, Song Boyan, Xu Xinyan and Song Zhixing all wanted the siblings to stay at home for one night, but Su Nanzhi refused because they had exams the next morning.

    Song Boyan had no choice but to send the siblings back. Su Nanzhi said that they could just ask the driver to take them back, but the overbearing CEO refused and insisted on following them to see where the siblings lived now.

    Su Nanzhi: ""

    An Yunhuai was stuffed with a bank card.

    Song Boyan said: "The card was opened using your identity. From now on, I will use this card to transfer pocket money to you. Your sister also has one."

    An Yunhuai was silent for a moment, and then said: "Thank you, Uncle Song."

    Song Boyan patted him on the shoulder, "Don't be polite to uncle. Uncle owed your father a huge favor before, and he should take care of you two. Not to mention, this money was also left by your parents. I'm just responsible."  It¡¯s just for safekeeping. It¡¯s your parents who are here to thank you. You can go visit your parents¡¯ graves when you have time.¡±

    An Yunhuai: "Okay."

    He clearly knows that his life has changed dramatically. He has parents who love him very much, a sister, and friends of his parents. They are all very good people.

    Even if mom and dad are gone, their love is still there.

    It¡¯s just that he didn¡¯t have the chance to see them again.

    Song Boyan sent his siblings home and frowned at the environment. Su Nanzhi said before he spoke: "Uncle Song, it's close to school. It's convenient for us to go to and from school."

    Song Boyan stopped talking again.

    Children¡¯s learning is still important.

    If this were Song Boyan before, he would definitely not think so, but once a person has a child, this idea has to change.

    Song Boyan didn¡¯t dare to raise his only child as a second-generation ancestor. He was afraid that one day in the future he would really capsize and go bankrupt, and his son would not be able to make money to support himself.

    Nine-year-old Song Zhixing has no idea that his father, who loves him the most, has secretly planned a study plan for him in the next ten years.

    At least the general direction will not change.

    A father's love is like a mountain, the sky is falling apart, and the earth is falling apart.

    "Go to bed early at night, don't play with your mobile phone so much, and pay attention to your health." Mr. Song was very verbose.

    Su Nanzhi: "Uncle Song, I understand. Don't worry. I will visit you and auntie next time when I have time."

    Mr. Song is still not particularly satisfied with the residence of the siblings, but it is useless for him to hold the heart of an old father in his arms.

    The two little guys have grown up, and each has his or her own ideas.

    It took a while after Su Nanzhi and An Yunhuai returned home.

    An Yunhuai's cell phone suddenly sounded a message reminder sound. He clicked on the text message and saw that it was a payment message.

    Butis there something wrong with this number?

    An Yunhuai came out of the room and looked at Su Nan Zhi, "Zhi Zhi, how come so much money was transferred to the card that Uncle Song gave me?"

    Even if it is said to be pocket money, that would be too exaggerated.

    Su Nanzhi glanced at his mobile phone.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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