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0597 It's all your second uncle's fault

The young Qiao Jin was very upright: "Madam Song, Song Yanqing has paid the reward in advance, so I didn't save it in vain, it's just that you don't understand."
Qin Yuan blinked: "Ah? Oh..."
Why is her son so self-conscious?!
On the one hand, Song Yanqing was glad that she didn't care about these things, but on the other hand, she couldn't help but sigh that she couldn't even hear such obvious hints.
However, if you hear it, Qiao Jin doesn't have that meaning, the scene will probably be even more awkward.
He thought a little deeply, not knowing when Qiao Jin would realize that there is also emotion in this world.
Song Siyin: "Qiao will go back to school later, so he has dinner first."
Qin Yuan: “…”
The atmosphere gradually became warmer, and the Song family and Qiao Jin were also happy for a meal.
After the end, Qiao Jin was sent back to school by Song Yanqing. Of course, she still gained something.
That is to add WeChat that has no personal status in the Song family.
Song Suyu immediately looked through her Moments and found that Qiao Jin had never posted any Moments, so he couldn't help but feel suffocated.
It's really impossible to buy it, and I can't provide any reference suggestions to my younger brother.
When Song Yanqing came back, he saw Song Siyin talking on a video call with his second uncle whom he hadn't seen for a long time.
Song Siyin and Qin Yuan were talking to him. When Song Yanqing came back, Song Siyin called out: "Yanqing."
Song Yanqing heard his second uncle's violent coughing sound, and frowned and said, "Didn't the second uncle recover much now?"
Song Yanqing's second uncle has been in poor health since childhood and has been resting abroad and rarely comes back.
He doesn't worry about anything, and it's basically difficult for even Song Yanqing to see him.
He will come back during festivals.
Song Si glanced at Song Yanqing, and Song Yanqing heard his second uncle's weak voice in the video: "Fortunately, I have less coughing recently. Yanqing, how have you been recently?"
It was like two sick people's condolences.
Song Yanqing said in a gentle tone: "Uncle Second, I'm fine, are you doing well recently?"
There was no sound of his second uncle in the video. Instead, a Corgi was lying on the back to the video. His second uncle only showed one hand and was holding a cat-knitting stick.
Corgi stared at the person next to the video with his eyes slanted, and didn't seem to want to pay attention to him.
Every time Song Yanqing and his second uncle condolences each other, Song Siyin and Qin Yuan will remain silent.
It was not until the video call that Qin Yuan hung up, and said, "Yan Qing, we have a secret for so many years, and we have never told you."
Song Yanqing looked at his mother and Meifeng slowly gathered: "What's the secret?"
Qin Yuan glanced at Song Siyin, and Song Siyin coughed: "Actually... your second uncle is fine at all."
Song Yanqing: “…”
Song Siyin seemed to feel a little sorry for his son: "Your second uncle just doesn't want to take care of the family affairs, so he found an excuse to stay abroad all the time. So I have asked you to learn more for so many years. He was indeed in poor health when he was a child, but he naturally recovered when he grew up, but he didn't know how to tell you."
Whenever my brother deceived his nephew, he didn't know whether his conscience was painful. Anyway, their conscience was a bit disgusted.
Qin Yuan also sighed and said, "Don't blame your father, it's all your second uncle's fault."
Chapter completed!
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