Something happened. This is not going to be bloody.

Song Wei and Zhou Leng, mother and son, have now talked to each other and are living their own lives. They never mention each other in front of Ge Ying.

One continues to work and fall in love, while the other continues to be a fortune teller who doesn't get up early or go to bed late.

A year later, the market management of Panjiayuan began to plan stalls, not only to collect fees but also to facilitate unified management.

Zhou Leng was assigned to a very inconspicuous position, but good wine needs no bush. She insisted on working at the stall for only three hours every day and then going home. She earned a lot of money and the work was easy. This is the importance of having a skill.

Song Wei moved out of home two months ago. He said he rented a house. Zhou Leng knew that he must be living with his girlfriend, so it was not a good idea to interfere in such matters.

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Zhou Leng hasn't set up her stall for a month because Song Wei said he would bring his girlfriend to visit him, but her house was still in its old, shabby state, so she planned to do some simple renovations.

Zhou Leng asked someone to re-wallpaper her house, and gave all the old tables, chairs and benches in the house to a familiar neighbor while she went to pick out new furniture.

Zhou Leng went to furniture stores and specifically bought furniture that was placed there as samples. Although it was a little old, it was cheap and he didn't have to put it aside for a while.

The old two-bedroom apartment has been given a brand new look with the addition of new furniture and appliances. Ge Ying even said that she benefited greatly from her grandson.

The day agreed upon by both parties came.

Song Wei brought Ding Zixiang to visit.

Ding Zixiang walked into the community and looked at the beautiful green environment and the dilapidated buildings. She did not dislike it but said excitedly:

"Boyfriend, you're really good at hiding it! This place is very close to our hospital. I heard that the houses here may look shabby, but most people can't afford them. This is a top school district, with a subway and a shopping mall. You really are a Kyoto native."

Song Wei interrupted her fantasy and said:

"Don't be so happy. Our house has two bedrooms and a living room. The kitchen is on the balcony. The interior decoration is very old. My mother and grandmother each have a bedroom. When I go home, I sleep on the small bed in the living room."

Ding Zixiang said: "Don't worry, you have said it so many times, don't worry, my expectations have been reduced to the lowest, I said we will work hard together."

The two of them went upstairs carrying the fruit.

Ge Ying put on her new clothes, wet the comb with water and combed her gray hair neatly, then she sat on the sofa.

As early as when Song Weitong told his family that he wanted to bring his girlfriend home, Ge Ying had already asked all the information about the girl, including her height, weight, family, work, and where she was from.

Song Wei was just about to reach into his pocket to take out the key to open the door, but he reacted and knocked on the door twice before using the key to open the door.

Zhou Leng was already waiting at the door.

Song Wei looked at his newly renovated home and was a little overwhelmed.

Ding Zixiang pushed him and asked him to take the initiative to introduce himself.

"Mom, this is my girlfriend, Ding Zixiang."

"Hello Auntie."

Zhou Leng nodded and said, "Please come in. You are welcome to our home."

After several people sat down on the sofa.

Zhou Leng introduced Ge Ying again, and Ding Zixiang also greeted her politely.

Song Wei thought about the old dark yellow chairs in his house and the sofas in the house. He looked at the wallpaper on the wall, the TV cabinet and coffee table set with a strong sense of design, and even more frighteningly, there was a big TV. He was surprised and moved.

Ding Zixiang joked, "I think the house is very cozy. When I came here, Song Wei told me that our house is old and run-down."

Zhou Leng said, "Actually, this was only cleaned up in the last month. Our original house was indeed old and dilapidated. I thought since this is your first visit, we should pay more attention to it."

Ding Zixiang was somewhat touched. She sniffed and said, "Thank you, Auntie, and thank you, Grandma."

Zhou Leng stood up and said, "You guys chat with grandma, I'll go cook."

Ding Zixiang stood up and said, "Auntie, let me help you."

Zhou Leng refused and said, "No, the kitchen is small and I can't handle it. You guys chat first."

A meal for both the guest and the host.

When the two left, Zhou Leng also gave them some cakes he had made in a box.

The two young people returned to their rental house. Ding Zixiang opened the two boxes and saw the exquisite pastries inside. She said in surprise:

"Auntie, you have such a deft hand." She picked one up and took a bite and said, "It's so delicious."

Song Wei also came over and picked one up to eat. He suddenly burst into tears and couldn't control his tears.

Ding Zixiang was stunned.

Song Wei walked over and hugged his girlfriend tightly, and it took him a long time to calm down.

Both of them sat down.

Song Wei told his girlfriend that he was depressed when he was a child, that his father's job was not easy, and that he felt he was not filial to his mother because he spent his hard-earned money on decoration. He also talked about his father's work and sacrifices, but did not mention his drug use.

Ding Zixiang comforted:

"It's all in the past. We can all be filial to them from now on. But I've never heard you talk about these things before. With your current personality, it's hard to imagine that you've ever been depressed."

Song Wei said nostalgically:

"It was my mother who saved me. To be more precise, it was my mother who saved my family, including my father. Without my mother, our family might have fallen apart. At that time, in order to make me fit in with my classmates, my mother often brought me various small cakes. It was because of these cakes that my classmates were very tolerant of me even though I was very quiet at the beginning."

Ding Zixiang reached out and wiped away her boyfriend's tears.

Song Wei added:

"I remember when I was ten years old, my classmates came to my house to celebrate my birthday. When they left, they all carried cakes with them. Some parents even came to my house to learn the craft from my mother because of this."

Ding Zixiang agreed and said:

"Your mother's cooking skills are so good that she can open a shop. But after listening to you, I think your father is also a great man. He is a good policeman."

Song Wei took a deep breath and said with nostalgia:

"Yes, he is a good policeman, a good father, and actually a good husband. They are my role models. My father is brave and fearless in his work, and they are inseparable in their relationship. You don't know how much my mother has sacrificed for my father."

Ding Zixiang hugged her boyfriend with some heartache. They talked a lot, including when to go to the Ding family to meet their parents, how to save money, and how to provide good retirement care for both sets of parents. In their planned future, they all wanted to work hard for each other.

Zhou Leng naturally didn't know about the young couple's emotional fluctuations. She and Ge Ying were counting the money. They planned to give the house to the young people and go to a good nursing home together. As for buying a new house, Ge Ying didn't dare to have this idea.