"If you don't leave, what should you do with your mother's job? What should you do with our small home in New York? And your classmates in kindergarten, don't you miss them?"

Xiao Candy was confused for a while and couldn't answer this question.

"After getting home, my mother asked the nanny to make you a Beijing-style dish?"

"Mom, can you do it?"

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

"Mom, thank you for your hard work."

"It's not hard, mom has never felt it was hard."

Little Candy leaned against Ning An's arms, very considerate.

Ning An touched her little head, feeling satisfied.

She really never regretted giving birth to a baby candy.

After dinner, Ning An took Xiao Candy to the hospital.

In the VIP ward, the white-haired old man Song was lying on the bed with his eyes closed and resting without sleeping.

When Ning'an came, Mr. Song's daughter, who was in her fifties, happened to come out of the ward.

"An An is here." Song Lin was still holding a lunch box in her hand.

"Is Grandpa Song asleep?"

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

"I'll go in and see him."

"good."

Ning An brought in with the candy.

As soon as he heard the child's footsteps, the old man opened his eyes and showed a gratifying smile.

"Great Grandpa." Little Candy jumped over and lay on his bed.

"Little Guai." Grandpa Song likes little candy very much. When he sees the child, his eyes are curled up.

"Great grandpa, you have to get better soon. Little Candy will take you out for fun." The little girl blinked her big eyes and said in her breasts.

"Okay, okay." The old man could no longer say too many words, and every word he said seemed to have exhausted his efforts.

"Grandpa, is it better today?" Ning An asked.

The old man nodded, said nothing, his eyes were confused.

"Grandpa, get up early. We will take you out for a walk when the time comes." Ning An said, "My grandpa also said that he missed you very much and wanted to talk to you about the past."

"Lao Ning..." The old man spoke sadly, closed his vicissitudes of eyes, as if he remembered the past.

Ning An knew that Mr. Song had a deep relationship with her grandfather, but because of the region, they hadn't seen each other for a long time.

"Grandpa, I'm in the capital these days, so I can spend time with you. You can tell me anything you have," said Ning An.

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

Ning An understood and asked someone to take the little candy out to play, but 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 treats you so badly..." Mr. Song sighed.

"Grandpa, so many years have passed, and there is nothing wrong with it. It was my honor to be a family with you."

"Shao Yan's blessing is boring. It's because he doesn't have this blessing to have you, it's because he is not worthy of you... Cough cough." The old man was panting.

"Grandpa." Ning An frowned and patted Mr. Song on the back, "Grandpa, let's go through the past."
Chapter completed!