The miserable heroine of the sad novel of the period was penetrated

Chapter 377 Mysophobia

Xia Songlan didn't sleep well that night. It's not that she wasn't sleepy, but Ning Jingmo was beside her and she kept tossing and turning.

In addition, the weather was hot, so Xia Songlan finally gave up sleeping and sat up, fanning herself vigorously with a large cattail leaf fan.

Ning Jingmo also sat up and took the palm-leaf fan from her hand, "Did I disturb you? I'm sorry, I have something on my mind and I can't sleep right now.

Go to sleep, I'll fan you."

"It's about those two people today!"

"Ok!"

Xia Songlan could tell that Ning Jingmo didn't want to say more, so she didn't ask any more questions.

I yawned and forced myself to go back to sleep.

When she woke up, Ning Jingmo was no longer by her side.

As soon as I opened the bedroom door, I heard the sound of an old couple arguing downstairs.

Wang Qiuping, "Tell me the truth, is he Huang Huisheng's son, the son of the deceased comrade you have been talking about for so many years?

It's the son of that comrade-in-arms to whom you have been sending money every month for so many years, right?

What on earth do you want to do? Why did you hide it from me for so many years? If you wanted to hide it, why didn't you keep it from me until I died?"

"Qiuping, the children are here, calm down."

"I can't calm down. I've been married to you for almost 50 years and have been with you wholeheartedly, but I never thought you had a family outside, with not only sons but also grandchildren.

What’s even more infuriating is that you’ve been taking care of them without telling Jingmo and me using all kinds of excuses.

Where do you put me?"

Ning Shenghe explained: "Qiuping, it's not what you think. I just didn't dare to tell you this because I was afraid you would be angry."

"Then why don't you keep it a secret until I die? Then I won't know about it.

Why is he here now?"

"Isn't it because the child is in trouble that you have to come to me for help? After all, I am the child's grandfather."

Wang Qiuping's voice suddenly became louder. "Go, go, go, leave our house quickly. Go and be a grandfather to their family. Our children don't need you to be a grandfather."

Then, Xia Songlan heard the sound of something being thrown downstairs.

She hurried downstairs and saw Wang Qiuping pushing Ning Shenghe out. During the scuffle, the two broke the vase on the shelf.

Ning Jingmo stood aside, watching quietly, and did not step forward to break up the fight.

Xia Songlan had never seen such a scene before. She stood at the stairs, not daring to go over.

Ning Shenghe felt a little embarrassed when he saw Xia Songlan.

Grasping Wang Qiuping's hand, "Qiuping, stop making trouble. The woad has come down. It will have a bad influence if it sees it."

"Who is making trouble with you? You've already done it, are you afraid that Song Lan will see it?

The house is so small and I am not deaf, how could I not hear it? "

Wang Qiuping couldn't control his temper at all at this moment and glared at Ning Shenghe fiercely.

Ning Shenghe was a little angry and threw his hands, "You are making trouble for no reason. I don't want to bother with you."

After saying that, he strode out of the house.

The two children who had been hiding in the restaurant saw Ning Shenghe leaving and hurried to chase him out.

Wang Qiuping stopped them, "Don't chase him. Let him go. Let him go find his son and grandson. From now on, just pretend he's no longer a grandfather."

The two children stood at the door, looking at each other, and then looked at Xia Songlan for help.

Xia Songlan waved at them, indicating that they should go to the restaurant to continue eating.

When the children returned to the restaurant, Xia Songlan walked over and pulled Wang Qiuping, "Mom, don't be angry, sit down and relax."

Wang Qiuping was indeed out of breath due to anger at the moment, but as soon as he sat down, he burst into tears.

This was the first time Xia Songlan saw Wang Qiuping cry. Even before that, when Wang Qiuping accompanied Ning Shenghe and was sent to the farm, he was very strong and never cried.

It seems that he was really angry this time.

Ning Jingmo also walked over and put his arm around Wang Qiuping's shoulders.

Wang Qiuping leaned into Ning Jingmo's arms and burst into tears, "Your father is a Chen Shimei.

He carried me on his back outside, and his children are already so big. His grandchildren are older than Ziqing and Tianya in our family.

How can I face people when I go out in the future?"

Xia Songlan didn't know how to persuade Wang Qiuping.

Ning Jingmo also saw her embarrassment, "Songlan, go have breakfast and then go to work! I'll stay with mom."

Xia Songlan poured a cup of warm water for Wang Qiuping and said to Ning Jingmo, "Then take good care of mom and call me if you have any problems."

After she and her two children finished breakfast and left home, Wang Qiuping was still crying sadly.

Dr. Lin had something to do today, so Xia Songlan took over her shift and didn't go home until the next morning when she had to hand over the shift.

Although I slept for a while at night, I worked non-stop all day and night, and even though I was used to it, my body really couldn't take it.

When she got home, no one was at home and it was quiet, so she went straight to the bedroom on the second floor.

I slept soundly and darkly and was woken up by hunger.

She fumbled for the watch under her pillow and it showed a quarter past three in the afternoon.

I stayed in bed for a while, but when I couldn't stand it anymore, I got out of bed.

As soon as she walked downstairs, she found several people sitting in the living room. When they heard her footsteps coming down the stairs, they all looked over.

Not only Wang Qiuping and Ning Shenghe were there, but also Ning Jingmo, and even the father and son they had met before were there.

Ning Jingmo went over first, "Now that you're awake, are you hungry? Come on, I'll take you to the restaurant for dinner."

Xia Songlan noticed that the atmosphere between the few people was very cold. She just nodded and greeted Wang Qiuping and Ning Shenghe, then went to the restaurant with Ning Jingmo.

After the two of them went in, Ning Jingmo closed the door of the restaurant, blocking out the sound of conversation inside and outside the room.

Xia Songlan was very curious, but at this moment, she felt empty-headed and had already sung the Empty City Strategy several times.

Ning Jingmo first cut a slice of watermelon for her to eat as a cushion, and then started to heat up the rice for her.

Xia Songlan felt better only after she ate a slice of watermelon.

Ning Jingmo had also heated up the food. "During lunch, I saw that you were sleeping soundly, so I didn't want to wake you up. I left this food for you in advance."

He knew that Xia Songlan was particular and didn't like to eat other people's leftovers, so he gave this explanation.

Xia Songlan gave him a big smile as a reward.

Ning Jingmo didn't take off his apron and sat in the restaurant with Xia Songlan to eat.

"You don't have to stay here with me, I can eat by myself, I'll clean up later, you should go outside."

Ning Jingmo shook his head, "This matter needs to be discussed with my parents. I can't make the decision even if I go there."

Xia Songlan was indeed a little curious, but this was an emotional dispute between the older generation and it was not something she, as a daughter-in-law, could inquire about.

But Ning Jingmo has already told the story, "The year I was born, my father went undercover in Hai City, and my mother was weak because she had just given birth to me.

The organization sent another local female comrade to accompany my father to pretend to be a couple. A few months later, the mission was completed and my father came back without saying anything.

Mom always thought they were pretending to be a couple..."

Ning Jingmo paused.

Xia Songlan guessed: "Did the fake play become real?"

"Not really. It was probably an accident caused by drinking. That's why Dad never drank again after that."

Xia Songlan chewed the rice in her mouth and swallowed it, "Then I can understand why Mom is so sad. If it were me, I wouldn't be able to accept it either.

I have a mysophobia.”