He Is Warmer Than Time

The twilight was shining lightly, and Mrs. Fu held her chin in one hand, and gently pressed the corner of her mouth with the egg in the other.

Song Ran stared at Mrs. Fu blankly, thinking that she was very beautiful and gentle, she said sincerely: "Godmother, you are so gentle."

Mrs. Fu chuckles: "What? Am I not gentle at all?"

"It's so gentle now, it reminds me of my real mother."

Mrs. Fu looked up at her: "Where is your mother?"

Song Ran lowered his eyes, and said in a low voice: "My mother is gone. When I was thirteen years old, she passed away. She passed away sick."

Mrs. Fu touched her head: "Poor child."

Song Ran smiled reluctantly.

Mrs. Fu said again: "I think the punishment to Han Yue is too light, and Yu Zhang is also true, that girl..."

"Shhh..." Song Ran hurriedly whispered: "Godmother, your voice should be lower. Don't be heard by my mother Wu, or she will worry about me again. She is getting older and I don't want her to worry about it."

Mrs. Fu looked at her with satisfaction: "You are quite considerate of others."

She suppressed her voice very low: "That girl Han Yue is too lawless, only expelled from the military, I think there is no punishment in place."

From Wu Ma's point of view, it was those two people who were whispering something, and her heart suddenly came up.

Song Ran thought of the commander’s request, and hurriedly said: “I think the punishment has been in place. The commander came in a particularly timely manner. He immediately extinguished Han Yue’s arrogance. I think the blow to her has been severe enough, and it’s also Having played the role of knocking the mountain and shaking the tiger, Deputy Commander Han will definitely discipline her severely in the future, and she will no longer dare to do anything wrong."

Mrs. Fu glanced at her: "Yuzhang asked you to say that?"

Oh, hello, these two people are really a mountain higher than the other.

Song Ran quickly denied: "How is it possible? This is what I said from the bottom of my heart. I am quite satisfied with the commander-in-chief's punishment, one hundred satisfied."

Mrs. Fu touched her face: "Well, you are satisfied."

Song Ran whispered: "Godmother, you are so kind to me, and I am not your biological daughter. You are a little flattered."

My friend is like a tiger. Now Mrs. Fu treats her so well, who knows, if she makes any mistake some day, Mrs. Fu will turn her face and deny her.

After all, there is no blood relationship, this relationship is actually very superficial, and it will be broken if it is broken.

Mrs. Fu looked at her tenderly and stroked her face: "I don't know, but I think that my Weiwei has grown up, he should be like you, beautiful, cute, smart, and confident..."

Song Ran chuckled and said, "Don't praise me so much, it makes me easy to float."

Mrs. Fu asked: "How old are you this year?"

"Nineteen, it's a dog."

Mrs. Fu grinned reluctantly: "One year older than my Weiwei, my eighteen years old is a pig."

Song Ran felt the loneliness and loneliness in her eyes and tone, and quickly grabbed her hand: "Should...should be found. You are so kind, God won't treat you like this."

Mrs. Fu smiled reluctantly: "Will it? Can I find it?"

Song Ran's voice was a little faint: "Yes...Yes..."

Everyone knows that the chance of finding a little girl who has been abducted for more than ten years is almost negligible. She is just trying to comfort Mrs. Fu.

Mrs. Fu smiled reluctantly: "I hope... I borrow your good words."