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  A flash of lightning cut across the sky, and the night sky suddenly became bright as snow. Immediately after, a loud thunderclap sounded in mid-air, followed by a torrential downpour. People who were taking a stroll in the park after dinner were frightened out of their wits, scrambling to find shelter everywhere. Street vendors were even more frantic, wishing they had a thousand hands like Guanyin.

  "A single clap of thunder, and the weather turns into a yellow plum rain. The words of our ancestors are never deceiving." Old Master Song looked out the window and let out a deep sigh, "The weather is changing so quickly."

  Song Baiyu is helping an elderly person relieve their muscles and improve blood circulation. He knows that his grandfather has feelings but hasn't spoken up.

  The old man didn't send out invitations for his birthday this time. After the old man unexpectedly recovered, he became indifferent to many things. Except for a few people at home who knew that the old man was completely fine, no one outside had received any news.

  Although they had long expected the world to be cold and people's hearts to be indifferent, when they saw the deserted scene in front of their own door, both the old man himself and Song Baiyu's whole family felt a little disappointed.

  "Song Baiyu, I see you've been accompanying me every day since you came back, and you haven't gone out to have fun. This doesn't seem like the temperament of a young person." The old man turned his head and saw that Song Baiyu was carefully massaging him, and he was extremely satisfied with Song Baiyu's actions, so he asked with concern.

  "There's nothing fun outside, it's rare to be back home once, of course I want to spend more time with family." Song Baiyu replied calmly.

  The old man was taken aback, and then burst out laughing: "Not bad, not bad, it seems that going to Jinyang City was the right thing for you. Not only has your personality become tougher, but your self-cultivation skills have also improved a lot, without the frivolity of young people nowadays."

  "Yuan Qing told me about your situation. Since that girl, Zhou Yanran, is not willing to marry you, I won't force you to marry her either. Our Song family can still thrive without the Zhou family's support; I'll talk to your father about this later."

  "Thank you, Grandpa." Song Boyu was worried about how to bring up his own marriage with the old man, but unexpectedly the old man spoke out himself. Since the old man had spoken, it would naturally be easier for his father's side of the family to handle things. It seemed that his efforts over this period of time hadn't been in vain after all, and he had managed to resolve the big trouble between him and Zhou Yanran without causing a disturbance at home.

  "Alright, it's time for dinner, you go back and tidy up first, I'll read a book." The old man signaled to Song Baiyu to stop the massage and instructed kindly.

  Song Baiyu stood up and respectfully retreated to the inner room, walking with a somewhat distracted mind. The old man had passed this test, but Song Baiyu was worried about his parents' test. His parents were very fond of Zhou Yanran, who had a deep understanding of human nature and never showed any sign of disdain in front of them.

  "Women ah......" Song Baiyu sighed and slowly walked into the living room.

  "Has Grandpa relented?" Seeing Song Baiyu come out from the backyard, Song Yuqing blinked at him with concern and asked.

  Song Baiyu nodded and gestured towards the living room and kitchen: "There are two more rooms."

  "Parents treasure Zhou Yanran like a precious gem, I don't dare to mess with that troublemaker, you deal with the rest yourself." Song Yuancheng let out a relaxed shrug and sighed: "I'm going to the kitchen to help mom cook."

  After saying this sentence in a low voice, Song Yuqing slipped into the kitchen, leaving Song Baiyu standing in the living room in a daze.

  "What are you two whispering about? Are you talking about Yanran?" Hong Liang's voice suddenly sounded in Song Boyu's ear, and it was his father who was reading the newspaper who spoke up. "I know that Yanran girl is a bit arrogant, but now that you've made such great progress, she should have changed her attitude towards you. Besides, no matter how excellent she is, she's still a member of the Zhou family, and as a member of the Zhou family, she can't escape the fate of becoming my daughter-in-law."

  When he heard his father's overbearing words, Song Boyu couldn't help but smile wryly in his heart. When Grandpa was not recovering from his illness, why didn't your tone sound so tough?

  "Dad, a forced melon is not sweet, I don't want to talk about emotional things for now. Let's talk after I've achieved something at work." As long as the old man of the Song family was alive, they would always stand tall, but the Zhou family was different. The old man of the Zhou family had passed away three years ago, and if it weren't for Old Man Song occasionally lending a helping hand, the Zhou family would have been swallowed up by other forces long ago.

  Zhou Yanran is another obedient girl, she can't defeat fate no matter how proud she is. However, Song Boyu doesn't have any thoughts about Zhou Yanran at all now, so he naturally has to think of a way to extinguish his mother's idea.

  "Hmm, you have ambition, then you should achieve something to show that girl, and see how she'll behave in front of you afterwards." Song Xiao Lian praised with a glance at Song Bo Yu.

  Song Xiao Lian had previously urged Song Bo Yu to marry Zhou Yan Ran, as he saw that the old man's body was not doing well and needed the Song and Zhou families to form a united force. At the same time, he also needed to borrow Zhou Yan Ran's wisdom and ability to make Song Bo Yu go further in his official career. Now that the old man has fully recovered and Song Bo Yu has made progress, he is no longer so anxious about Song Bo Yu's marriage.

  Song Xiao Lian and his son were talking, when Sun Cui Fang and her daughter brought out the dishes from the kitchen. The aroma of the food was unusually fragrant, and Song Bo Yu's mouth was filled with a smile. In the past few days, he had ground the nourishing face pills into powder and secretly mixed them into the seasonings in his own kitchen, so that his family unknowingly used the nourishing face pills.

  Song Bohu almost entered the house smelling the aroma of dishes. As soon as he entered, he hastily grabbed a piece of braised pork and threw it into his mouth.

  "Mom, your braised pork is so delicious that I just can't get enough of it!" Song Botiger exclaimed loudly while devouring the dish.

  "You little stinker, no manners at all! You don't even know to help your mom with the chopsticks, you just know how to eat greedily." Song Xiaolian glared at Song Bohu, scolding him in a bad temper, but his eyes didn't show any anger.

  Song Yuang Qing skillfully took a wine glass and placed it in front of Song Xiao Lian, then filled the glass with wine. Song Xiao Lian immediately couldn't wait to take a small sip of the wine, and then picked up a piece of braised pork and sent it into his mouth. Only then did he make a satisfied sound: "Damn, how come after the kid came back, your cooking skills have improved so much? I've eaten your braised pork for decades, but it's never tasted this good before?"

  Song Bohu's three siblings heard their father's words, each lowering their heads and smiling, while Sun Cuifang rolled her eyes upon hearing this. "I see that the children have all returned, can't I feel happy? Facing your gloomy face every day, how can I make good tea?"

  "Cough..." Song Xiao Lian did not expect that his casual question would be met with a counterattack, and he almost choked on the small mouthful of wine he had just drunk. His old face turned bright red from being stifled.

  Sun Cuifang and others saw this, couldn't help but burst out laughing, the atmosphere at the dinner table was warm and cozy.

  The whole family sat around the table in harmony, chatting and laughing, and dinner was over before they knew it.

  He had barely put down his bowl and chopsticks when Song Xiaolian received a phone call. He only grunted twice, but his face turned serious. He hastily bid farewell to his family and immediately put on the golden olive branch with three golden stars military uniform and went out.

  Sun Cuifang sighed, her family rarely had a happy meal together, and she was planning to arrange some activities after dinner, but it seemed like they were going to be disappointed again. However, this kind of thing wasn't the first time it happened over the years, Sun Cuifang was already used to it - after all, she was a military wife.

  "Mom, go rest in your room, I'll clean up the bowls and chopsticks." Seeing her mother's gloomy expression, Song Yuqing quickly got up and efficiently helped to clear the table.

  Song Baiyu wanted to help but didn't know where to start, while Song Bohu opened the military channel and watched with relish.

  "Baoyu, why don't you go out and get some fresh air? Young people like you will grow mold if they stay at home all day." Sun Cuifang quickly adjusted her mood and said lovingly to Song Baoyu.

  "The air outside is so polluted, it's not as comfortable as staying at home. Besides, I haven't been back for many years, and I'm sure there are only a few people in this big city who remember me." Subconsciously, Song Boyu didn't want to contact those old friends again, so he didn't want to go out.

  As soon as Song Baiyu finished speaking, the phone in the house rang. Sun Cuifang was closer to the phone, she reached out and answered it.

  "Oh, you're looking for Bo Yu? He's here. Do you want to talk to him? ...Oh... okay." Sun Cuifang said with a sly smile in her eyes as she winked at Song Boyu.

  "Bo Yu, you've done a great job keeping secrets, even fooling your mom. When did you get in touch with Yan Ran? Hurry up and tell me about it, she's already called to invite you to the movies!" After hanging up the phone, Sun Cuifang looked her son up and down, her eyes filled with satisfied smiles.

  Song Yuqing was stunned when she heard the words while collecting bowls and chopsticks. How could Zhou Yanran possibly take the initiative to call her brother? Didn't she see that her brother would hide if he could?

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