Song Shirin frowned, pulled Bai Yu to take a step, and motioned for him to call someone.
Bai Yu stubbornly said: "Hello uncle and aunt, I am Bai Yu."
Father Song nodded invisibly, and snorted, coldly.
Mother Song frowned dissatisfiedly, and finally came to the door, what uncle and aunt are you called? It's not that even the children have it!
Everyone in the living room was a little embarrassed for a while.
Uncle Song appeared in time and said, "Mr. and Mrs., dinner is ready."
Father Song put down his glasses, stood up and walked in the direction of the dining table: "What's the matter, let's talk about it after eating."
Mother Song followed closely, holding a small watermelon in her hand, her face full of love.
Bai Yu and Song Shilin glanced at each other, and the latter's eyes were full of sternness and solemnity.
"I... I still can't scream. Bai Yu, who knew that he was wrong, quietly admitted his mistake.
Song Shirin pinched the young man's palm with his hand, touched a piece of wetness, his heart softened, and said in a low voice: "I don't persuade you, let's take it step by step." "Okay." Bai Yu breathed a sigh of relief.
The table is full of food, and the delicate and delicious dishes exude heat that makes people feel appetizing.
However, Bai Yu didn't know what to eat, lowered his eyes, and quietly looked at the rice in front of him.
When he was in a daze, Bai Yu was sandwiched a piece of shrimp meat in his bowl, and subconsciously looked at the man next to him.
Father Song spoke: "Xiaobai, these dishes are not to your taste?"
When the words fell, Mother Song also looked up at Bai Yu, pursed her lips and didn't speak.
Bai Yu hurriedly said: "No, I like it very much." "It's just that I can't eat it.
This is the kind of innate nervousness that comes with facing your lover's elders for the first time.
Father Song nodded and didn't ask any more.
Bai Yu didn't dare to be in a daze anymore, lowered his head and chewed slowly.
After eating, the five of them moved to the living room.
Because of the candy incident, the little watermelon had a very good impression of Dad Song, so when everyone was sitting on the sofa, he took the initiative to run over and stick to Dad Song.
Mother Song coughed dryly, "Since everyone is here this time, then I will talk about my decision with Lao Song here."
Father Song looked at Mother Song suddenly, when did he make a decision with her?
Song Shirin also sensed that something was wrong, and before he could stop it, he heard Song's mother say: "Since it has been confirmed that the little watermelon is the child of our Song family, then his name has to be changed, and he can't continue to be called Bai Yanting."
When it came to the words "Bai Yanting", Song's mother also glanced at Song Shilin reproachfully and swore to them that the child's name was Song Yanting, but when she checked the household registration, she found that the surname was not Song at all!
Song Shirin's face instantly darkened when he heard this, and in the next second, he turned his head to look at Bai Yu.
But seeing that the uneasiness and nervousness on Bai Yu's face had disappeared, replaced by indifference and invisible ridicule, he said indifferently: "Bai Yanting is very good, why change it?"
Mother Song didn't notice that something was wrong and said to herself: "He is the grandson of our Song family, what's the matter with his surname Bai, let's find a time to change it back."
Father Song glanced at her and said that things were going to be bad.
Sure enough, Bai Yu's tone became more and more cold and detached, "Forget it, I think the surname Bai is good." Uncle and aunt, my crew still has something to do, so I'll go back first. Small watermelon come here."
Song's mother finally reacted, "Bai Yu, are you unwilling to let the little watermelon change her surname to Song, this is too selfish, the little watermelon is also a child of our family." "
"If I were really selfish, I wouldn't let you know he exists." Bai Yu was impatient, and the anxiety in his heart became more and more obvious.
He shouldn't have come.
Perhaps, he shouldn't have let these people know about the existence of the little watermelon.
Song Shirin stretched out his hand to hold the young man's hand in his hand, and looked at Song's mother fixedly, "There is no need to change the child's surname."
The irritability in Bai Yu's heart was successfully appeased by Song Shirin.
Mother Song frowned, "Bai Yu, I understand your thoughts, it's nothing more than reluctance." But after you continue to have a few more children with Xiao Rin, you won't care about the little watermelon with a surname."
"Moreover, even if the little watermelon is called Song Yanting in the future, he will still call you Dad, what else do you have to worry about?"
She is full of self-confidence.
Father Song scolded with a cold face: "The more you talk about it, the more unreasonable it becomes!"
Mother Song looked at him puzzled, "Isn't this normal?" If you can give birth, you can have more children, and our family can't afford to raise it. "
"Touch" Bai Yu stood up suddenly, his chest rose and fell violently, ignoring her: "The little watermelon can only be surnamed Bai, and besides, the child will only have him in my life, and the rest has nothing to do with me!"
After speaking, Bai Yu turned around and left.
Song Shirin subconsciously grabbed Bai Yu, but the latter shook his hand away.
The little watermelon that was lying on Song's father's lap immediately sat up, climbed down from the sofa in a panic, and a crying voice sounded, "Baba, Baba, wait for the little watermelon."
Song Shirin held the child in his arms, didn't look at the two elders, and chased towards the door in great strides.
Mother Song looked at Father Song blankly, "They... Just gone? Why don't you take me in your eyes so much, it's so untutored! "
Father Song couldn't bear to stand up and walked towards the second floor.
Mother Song looked at his back and said angrily: "The surname is Song, what do you mean!"
"If you mention this in front of everyone, don't you just want to force people away?" Song's father was helpless.
He turned his back to her and continued: "If you still want to see your grandson, you should find a time to apologize to the little couple, you are too much this time."
Song's mother was stunned.
She just told the truth; how could it be her fault?
Outside the door, Song Shirin quickly caught up with Bai Yu's footsteps, blocking his way, and said, "I'll say I'm sorry to you for her, I didn't know in advance... I didn't know she would say that. "
The little watermelon hiccuped from crying, stretched out his hand in the direction of Bai Yu, and shouted anxiously: "Ba, Baba... Hug, hug the baby" 〇 Bai Yu stood in place, lowered his eyes, and said in a dumb voice: "I want to go around, you take him back first, and I will go back with my heart."
After speaking, Bai Yu bypassed Song Shirin, strode away, walked to the car parked at the door, pulled the car door and sat in.
Song Shirin stood in place with the child in his arms, watching Bai Yu drive out of sight, and then coaxed the little watermelon who was about to cry, "Don't cry."
The little watermelon hugged Song Shirin's neck and said desperately: "Baba, Baba, don't want me anymore."
"You're here, and he won't not come back." Song Shirin said in a low voice, and was about to walk towards the garage when the phone in his pocket rang.
Father Song stood on the open-air balcony on the second floor, holding his mobile phone in his hand, and said helplessly: "I'm sorry to tell him for me, our family did something wrong today."
Song Shirin didn't speak for a long time, "Dad, I only need him in my life, and my child only has one little watermelon."
There seemed to be a low sigh on the other side of the phone, "Whatever you want."
Children and grandchildren have their own blessings, and their elders really shouldn't interfere too much in these things.
"I'll make it clear to your mother." Song's father said, "I asked Xiao Song to give you the car key." You guys will have a good time in the future", Dad Song hung up the phone, and then turned around and went back to the house.
Uncle Song walked out with a large set of car keys and said with a smile, "Second young master."
Song Shirin took a key casually, and then walked in the direction of the garage.
The little watermelon leaned on Song Shirin's shoulder and muttered, "Baba, give me Baba... I don't like grandma, I don't like it. "
The child is young and does not understand what the adults are talking about when they are just in the living room. But he could clearly feel Bai Yu's mood ups and downs, so the little watermelon didn't have a good impression of Song's mother.
Song Shirin heard the little watermelon's complaining words, and there was no reaction for the first time - what Song's mother said just now was indeed too hurtful.
I don't know, when he will come back, Song Shirin looked in the direction that Bai Yu drove away just now and thought deeply.
Bai Yu drove the car to the beach in the suburbs, and at five or six o'clock in the afternoon, there were slowly fewer people on the beach, and some only had some small couples walking together.
Parking the car on the side of the road, Bai Yu stepped barefoot on the beach, leaving a string of feet.
The sunset over the blue sea, the red light, the roar of the waves crashing against the reef, the sound of the white dove flying over the sea...
Sitting on the sand, Bai Yu looked at the sea view in front of him without blinking, until his eyes were pantothenic, and he was reluctant to blink when he was astringent.
He knew that no one would be able to accept such a contrary thing as a man giving birth to a child!
He knew that he shouldn't have had a glimmer of hope for this place in the first place!
He knew he shouldn't have come back...
"Let you die, let you run back, now it's okay..."
The last thing I want people to know is that the secret is known by so many people.
Actually, he's really not that brave.
Not far away, there were two ordinary-looking men sitting in an inconspicuous car, one sitting in the main driver's seat, and the other sitting in the co-pilot holding a camera to record Bai Yu's lonely back watching the sea.
Time passed tick-tick, and it wasn't until the sky was dark that Bai Yu moved his frozen body that was blown by the sea breeze, stood up, returned to the car, and drove.
Five minutes later, the car that was spying on him slowly followed, not far away.
Bai Yu didn't notice it at all.
On the other side, Song's mother sat on the sofa, waiting for the TV ten minutes later.
Father Song sat on the side reading with a cold face, ignoring her meaning.
At the end of the commercial, a melodious flute sounded on the TV, and then not long after, a bamboo forest appeared on the screen, and a bamboo leaf was blown to the ground by the wind.
The theme song sounded, and the woman's crisp and melodious singing voice and the man's deep and magnetic voice sounded.
Under a thousand-year-old tree, Mo Shang Xianjun, who was dressed in white, fell into a coma, and Zhuang Xu'er, who was deeply obsessed with Xianjun, blushed, and slowly dropped a kiss on Xianjun's face.
Beautiful and romantic.
At the end of the film, several unruly, flashing golden "Nine Heavenly Tribulations" fell on the screen.
Yiyi tonight is the premiere of the Nine Heavenly Tribulations.
Mother Song coughed dryly and took the lead in breaking the embarrassment between the two: "This... The hero and heroine seem to be Wenwen and Bai... Bai Yu, it should look good. "
Father Song glanced at her, "It's good."
After Song's mother said a "I...", there was no follow-up.
She still hasn't figured out how her words provoked these people, and even Lao Song has to throw her face.