"If you don't leave, what will happen to mom's work? What will happen to our little home in New York? And your classmates in kindergarten, don't you miss them?"

Little Candy struggled for a moment and couldn't answer this question.

"When you get home, can your mother ask the nanny to cook you Beijing-style dishes?"

"Mom, can you do it?"

"Yes, but mom doesn't have much time, and the taste she makes is not very authentic."

"Mom, thank you for your hard work."

"It's not hard. Mom has never felt hard."

Little Candy leaned in Ning'an's arms, very caring.

Ning An touched her little head and felt satisfied.

She really has never regretted giving birth to little Candy.

After dinner, Ning An took the candies to the hospital.

In the VIP ward, the white-haired Mr. Song was lying on the bed with his eyes closed, not sleeping.

When Ning An arrived, Mrs. Song's daughter, who was in her fifties, just walked out of the ward.

"An An is here." Song Lin still held the lunch box in her hand.

"Is Grandpa Song asleep?"

"No, I just had dinner, I didn't eat much."

"I'll go in and see him."

"good."

Ning An went in with small candies.

As soon as he heard the footsteps of the child, the old man opened his eyes with a happy smile.

"Grandpa." Little Candy jumped over and lay down beside his bed.

"Little darling." Grandpa Song likes little candies very much. When he sees the children, his eyes are filled with laughter.

"Grandpa, if you want to get well soon, little Candy will take you out to play." The little girl blinked her big eyes and said in a sweet voice.

"Okay, okay." The old man couldn't say much anymore, and every word he said seemed to use up all his energy.

"Grandpa, are you feeling better today?" Ning An asked.

The old man nodded without saying anything, his eyes looking dazed and confused.

"Grandpa, get well soon. We will take you out for a walk then." Ning'an said, "My grandpa also said he misses you very much and wants to catch up with you."

"Old Ning..." the old man said sadly, closing his eyes that had gone through vicissitudes of life, as if he was remembering the past time.

Ning An knew that Mr. Song and her grandfather had a deep relationship, but because of the geographical distance, they had not seen each other for a long time.

"Grandpa, I'm in the capital these days. I can keep you company. You can tell me anything you want," Ning An said.

Grandpa Song opened his eyes again and looked at the little candy.

Ning'an understood and asked people to take the little candy out to play, while he closed the door and stayed with Mr. Song.

She helped Mr. Song sit up, but Mr. Song was completely exhausted.

"An'an, the Song family has treated you so badly..." Mr. Song sighed with emotion.

"Grandpa, it has been so many years. There is no right or wrong. It was an honor for me to become a family with you."

"Shao Yan is not blessed. It's because he is not lucky enough to have you. It's because he is not worthy of you... Ahem." The old man panted.

"Grandpa." Ning An frowned and patted Mr. Song on the back, "Grandpa, let the past be the past."

"An'an, although Shao Jun and I are grandsons, he grew up abroad and I don't have a deep relationship with him. I raised Shao Yan by myself. His death gave me a big blow. I have never had a deep relationship with him.

I thought something like this would happen. Shao Yan has been delicate and sensitive since he was a child. I put too much pressure on him and always used Shao Jun to pressure him. In fact... I am most optimistic about him." The old man's eyes were filled with tears.
Chapter completed!