Chapter 297

"Dad..."

"Since you're stubborn, you'll live well with Qin. It's good that you don't have to worry about food and clothing. Anyway, you've already been his man."

"But man man, you can't forget in your life who did this to your father, the immortal of the Qin family!"

And... And song Dajiang.

Song Dahe's face suddenly became ferocious, and his pupils contracted violently.

After imprisonment, although he has received mental treatment, but in a short period of time, still can not get effective restraint.

Whenever stimulated, it's easy to lose control of emotions.

Song Xiaoman's palm was slightly clenched with a thin sweat: "yes, the Qin family has hurt you, but grandfather Qin has bone cancer. Maybe he doesn't have much time, and now he is very regretful. So Dad, can you try to let go of the past hatred? After all, you're wrong, aren't you? "

Song Dahe twitched at the corner of his mouth and squeezed song Xiaoman's wrist harder: "you shameless thing! I beg your pardon? Who's wrong? What's wrong with me? What's wrong with me

For song Dahe's sudden fury, song Xiaoman's heart trembled. She half knelt by the bed, her eyes moist: "Dad, you are sick, don't do this, OK?"

"Are you still my daughter? How can you be so mean? Don't forget, you are song, and you are the daughter of song Dahe

"I've never forgotten my surname is song. My blood is from the Song family. But my father, uncle and uncle are also from the Song family. They are your brothers. Why did you hurt them at the beginning?"

"Hurt them? Dahai, song Dajiang, isn't song Dajiang dead... When did I hurt them? I didn't, I didn't hurt them, I didn't! "

Song Dahe had a tearing pain in his head. He clenched his hands and beat his head hard.

"Dad, calm down..."

"You go, you go quickly, don't appear in front of me, go!" Song Dahe roars and shakes off song Xiaoman's hand.

After a violent moment, he suddenly closed his eyes, breathed heavily and quickly, his pale lips pressed tightly, and he seemed to be calm and totally resistant to conversation.

Song Xiaoman stood quietly for a long time. Finally, he just said flatly: "I will come again."

Song Dahe's facial muscles trembled slightly, and there seemed to be a tear in the corner of his eyes, but he still didn't open his mouth.

After leaving the prison and getting on the bus, song Xiaoman turns around and hooks Qin Shinan's neck, with his small face gently resting on his broad shoulder.

She said nothing and didn't cry. She just wanted to hold her for a while.

Qin Shinan gently stroked her back, and her kisses fell on the top of her hair. He said softly, "I've asked a lawyer to take charge of your father's case. Don't worry, he won't stay in it too long."

Because song Dahe's current physical condition is unable to appear in court, and the hospital has not given the final mental judgment result, so the court has not yet pronounced the judgment.

However, as long as it can be proved that song Dahe was in a state of mental disorder at that time, he may be exempted from criminal responsibility, and the judge will pronounce a sentence at his discretion.

Song Xiaoman shakes his head after he is silent and looks at him calmly: "there is no need to do anything deliberately. If you do something wrong, you should be punished. Husband, I believe in the law. Besides, for uncle and uncle, they need a fair result."

"If dad didn't do it, if dad was wronged, then the law will give him justice, but similarly, if he really wanted to murder his second uncle and his eldest uncle, no matter how long he used to be, he should be punished by the law."

My father's car accident was not caused by my second uncle. On the contrary, my father intended to harm my second uncle. Now, they are still lying in the hospital for treatment. The explosion of the song villa killed everyone.

In addition, uncle's legs were disabled because of his father, but he still insisted on giving half of his liver to her.

With so many things on her, she can't be so selfish and just keep her father.

She also gently hid in his warm arms, with mist in her eyes: "I only hope that my father will have a chance to come out in his life. After he comes out, I will accompany him well. He is still my father and will always be my father."

The worst times will pass.

After that, everything will be a new start.

Qin Shinan gently pressed the back of her head and gave a low smile in her ear: "it seems that we have really grown up."

Song Xiaoman raised his head slightly, his clear eyes penetrated into his eyes, and finally he had a shallow smile: "of course, I have grown up long ago, didn't I even give you a baby?"

Her words, let his eyes gush a hot.

He gave her a kiss on the forehead: "do you want to go to the cemetery? If you're tired, we'll go another day? "

Song Xiaoman nodded: "I'm not tired. I'm going now."

……

It's a long way from the prison to the cemetery. After more than an hour, the car stopped in the cemetery.

Qin Shinan takes song Xiaoman by the hand and goes to the deepest place. In the most secluded corner, it is his mother's tombstone.

I can see that people often clean up here, even a weed can't be seen.

Song Xiaoman gently put down the bouquet he bought on the road.

The picture on the tombstone is very clear, showing his mother's young appearance, with long black hair and shawl, and elegant features.

She turned her head and looked at him slightly embarrassed: "husband, can you avoid it first?"

"I have some whispers that I want to talk to... Mom alone."

Qin Shi Nan's mouth outlined a shallow arc: "I can't listen?"

She nodded solemnly: "it's all whispers. Of course you can't listen."

Qin Shinan stepped back reluctantly until he kept enough distance from her.

Staring at her side face from a distance, he silently bent his lips. The warm sun fell on her body, like a layer of golden light, which made her small body extremely warm.

He saw her face staring intently at the picture of his mother on the tombstone, and he reached out and stroked it slowly.

As for what she said, he really couldn't hear.

When he left, there was a little wind around him. Qin Shinan took off his suit and put it on Song Xiaoman's shoulder.

He hugged her and walked forward, his warm eyes wrapped in wisps of doting: "why did you say so long, what did you say? Do you mean to speak ill of me? "

Song Xiaoman took his lips and hummed, "if I don't tell you, I won't tell you."

He pinched her nose and said, "who said that? I can't hide anything from you in the future?"

Song Xiaoman leaned his head against his shoulder with a warm face and a shallow smile. His depressed mood suddenly released a lot.

She stopped and looked at him deeply: "husband, can I make up for your birthday tonight?"

Before, she had not forgiven him and forgot his birthday. Although he prepared a cake, she was indifferent.