Chapter 681 The More You Conceal It, the Deeper It Becomes (1)

It wasn't until three o'clock in the afternoon that Song Qingchun had almost tidied up.

Song Menghua was leaning on the bedside and listening to a book. Song Qingchun, who was a little tired, was just about to rest on the sofa when there was a knock on the door of the ward.

"Youth..." Song Menghua took off his headphones and called Song Qingchun.

Song Qingchun said "Oh", stood up, and opened the door. Unexpectedly, it was Su Zhinian's mother who came.

Song Qingchun was stunned for a moment, then smiled and greeted politely: "Aunt Su."

Then Song Qingchun stepped aside and let Su Zhinian's mother in.

When Song Menghua saw Su Zhinian's mother, he immediately turned off the audiobook on his phone and motioned to Song Qingchun to bring tea and water.

When Su Zhinian's mother took the hot tea from Song Qingchun, she smiled and chatted with her, all of which were words of praise for her.

Song Qingchun curled her lips and waited patiently for her to finish. Then she sat back on the sofa and helped her start peeling the fruit.

Song Menghua: "Why did you come here today?"

"Here is the physical examination report. I stopped by to see you." After Su Zhinian's mother finished replying, she asked again: "When will you be discharged?"

"I will be discharged from the hospital tomorrow. If I don't leave the hospital, I will miss the wedding of youth..." After staying in the hospital for so long, Song Menghua was really tired of it. When he mentioned being discharged from the hospital, he seemed a little excited.

Mother Su pursed her lips and smiled. As if she had remembered something, she took out a brocade box from the bag she carried with her and handed it to Song Menghua: "This is the wedding gift I prepared for my youth."

Song Menghua opened the gift box on behalf of Song Qingchun. It was a mutton-fat white jade bracelet with a smooth and transparent color. It was worth a lot at first glance.

"Why did you send such an expensive gift?" Song Menghua's tone was obviously a bit reproachful.

Mother Su smiled and said nothing.

Song Menghua asked again: "By the way, where is Zhinian? I remember that Zhinian is as old as Song Cheng, and it's time to get married..."

Song Qingchun paused slightly while peeling the fruit, and then heard Su's mother sigh: "Oh, forget it, I've urged her eight hundred times, but I can't make any noise."

"Didn't you find the right one?" Song Menghua really liked Su Zhinian. This kind of love was the kind of heartfelt love that had no reason when he first saw it, so he was very enthusiastic and started to help Su Zhinian. He stood up and said, "How about I help Zhinian look for people? I know a lot of rich and famous ladies with good family backgrounds here..."

Mother Su shook her head and reluctantly refused: "Forget it, I have helped him look for countless people, and he didn't even see them. You looked for him and he didn't go to see them. This is obviously offending. person?"

"But..." Mother Su changed her tone and said, "...I think there is a girl I like..."

"Really? That's a good thing. You're not young anymore. If you're suitable, get married as soon as possible."

"I thought so too, but he didn't bring that girl back to me at all... I get angry when I talk about this. If I hadn't accidentally discovered that he had a girl he liked, I guess he would have kept it secret. Look at me... I really don’t understand what young people think nowadays. If you don’t have a good name, you have to save someone who is hiding in something or other.”

Song Qingchun's hand shook, and the tip of the knife slipped to the fingertips, and bright red blood beads popped out.