Letting Loose After Marrying A Tycoon

Song Ci personally sent Han Zhan to the base, and she was the only one to **** him.

The research and development base was built on the south bank of the Wangdongcheng New Development Zone, while the launch base was chosen in Wanyu County. The area is sparsely populated and close to the sea, which is also convenient for the separation of the booster from the escape tower in the later stage.

Today, the people at the entire launch site looked serious. When Song Ci and Han Zhan came together, everyone stood up and shouted: "Mr. Han, Madam, you are here."

Han Zhan nodded and asked a staff member: "Where is Chen Gang?"

Chen Gang was the chief engineer of the Zeus spacecraft. When the Aoyu-1 was launched last time, Han Zhan also worked with Chen Gang.

The staff member said: "Team Chen is changing clothes."

"it is good."

Han Zhan took Song Ci to the dressing room.

The dressing room was spotless, with several aviation suits hung in it, all of which were exclusively customized according to the height and shape of the astronauts and Han Zhan.

Just this set of space suits is not cheap, and it costs millions. This is only an indoor space suit. When it really reaches the universe and needs to go out, it needs to be replaced with a more complex and sophisticated outdoor space suit.

Han Zhan was already tall, but after putting on a space suit, he appeared taller and stronger.

Song Ci stood up on his heels, held Han Zhan's cheeks, and touched his eyebrows, cherishing every moment and second remaining.

Han Zhan hugged her and said, "Porcelain treasure, your heartbeat is so fast."

Song Ci honestly admitted: "Han Zhan, I'm afraid."

Han Zhan held Song Ci tighter. "When I come back, I will accompany you to celebrate the New Year."

"...it is good!"

When parting, Song Ci and Han Zhan kissed hard to separate.

After officially saying goodbye, Han Zhan entered Zeus One with Chen Gang and the astronauts. The images of the four people in Zeus One were transmitted to the staff’s computer screens through the monitor.

Song Ci saw Han Zhan and the others fastened their seat belts. As the countdown approached, Song Ci's heartbeat became faster and faster, and the adrenaline in his body soared. There was a feeling that his hands and feet became warm and soft.

"ten,"

"nine,"

"Eight"

...

"three,"

"two,"

"One,"

"ignition!"

"take off!"

Along with a rumbling sound, a burst of orange-red flames spurted from the tail of the rocket, pushing Zeus One toward a high altitude.

Song Ci noticed that the bodies of Han Zhan and others were shaking, and it took a while to adapt.

Reaching the predetermined altitude of the orbit, the first stage rocket successfully separated and fell into the sparsely populated mountainous area.

On the side, the staff said to Song Ci: "This is the second time Mr. Han has participated in the flight. Madam, you can rest assured that our spacecraft is safe, our astronauts are absolutely excellent, and they will return safely!"

The staff's words comforted Song Ci as well as himself.

Song Ci nodded, still worried.

The next day, Song Ci returned home, facing the two cubs waiting to be nurtured, and seeing their longing eyes, Song Ci felt sad.

"Dad..." Han Jun was asking why his father didn't come back with Song Ci.

Sitting between Han Miao and Han Jun, Song Ci pointed to the sky on the roof and asked them: "Miaomiao, Jun Jun, do you like the moon?"

Han Miao pointed to the moon in the sky and said, "Moon Ba."

Han Jun said: "Bulb!"

Han Jun always believes that the moon is a light bulb, a tool for being hung in the sky to light up the night.

Song Ci told them: "The moon is a star. My father recently took a plane to the sky to help you pick the stars."

"When Dad comes back, I will give each of you a star, the most unique star in the world."

Han Miao and Han Jun didn't understand anything else, so he knew that his father was going to catch the stars.

Han Miao patted his feet happily, and said loudly: "Stars! Want stars!" Han Jun looked up at the moon in the sky, and didn't know what life principles he was thinking about.

Every day when Han Zhan was away, Song Ci had a torment. She was not even in the mood to go shopping or attend banquets. Even when she was practicing piano, she was a little uncomfortable.

On this day, Shen Yubei came to Hanjia Manor.

When he got out of the car, he could not help frowning when he heard Song Ci's disturbed piano sound. Shen Yubei came to the piano room under the leadership of the housekeeper.

Song Ci stood in the piano room, holding the violin, not knowing what he was playing, the sound of the piano was harsh and chaotic.

"My heart is all messed up, what kind of piano are you playing."

Hearing the teacher's voice, Song Ci came back to his senses and hurriedly put down the violin in his hand and turned to look at Shen Yubei. "Teacher, why are you here today?"

Shen Yubei said: "Come and see your children."

Song Ci put down the violin and pulled Shen Yubei into the piano room.

There were no chairs in the piano room, and the two sat on a clean floor.

Song Ci hasn't seen Shen Yubei for a while, and he doesn't know what the situation of the teacher and the child is now. She smiled and said to Shen Yubei: "How's the situation with Shimao lately? It should be time to do 4D, have you done it?"

Shen Yubei had a calm face and remained silent.

Upon seeing this, Song Ci couldn't help but feel uneasy.

"Teacher, what's the matter? Tell me." Shen Yubei's sad expression surprised Song Ci a bit.

Shen Yubei was silent for a long time before he said in a dull voice: "We did a four-dimensional color Doppler ultrasound last week, and the result was not very satisfactory."

"What went wrong?"

"The child's left hand is malformed and only has two fingers, and the other three fingers are not visible at all. The doctor said that even if the child is born, there is no way to perform separation surgery."

Song Ci was taken aback.

Through the transparent window, she saw Han Miao and Han Jun playing in the car at the gate of the manor downstairs. Looking at the smiling faces of the children, Song Ci felt sorry for Shen Yubei and Di Rongrong.

"Have you reviewed it?"

"I checked it, I took her to another hospital and checked it with an acquaintance, and the result was the same." Shen Yubei rubbed his face severely, and he said: "When doing B-ultrasound before, the doctor joked Our kids like to make fists."

"At that time, I was quite happy, thinking this was a tough little guy. Now that the truth is learned, the teacher feels very uncomfortable."

Shen Yubei's eyes were red, "Song Ci, your wife has been in a particularly bad mood these past few days, and your other two godmothers are also very busy, and have no time to accompany her these days. It just so happens that Han Zhan is not here these days, and I, I want to send your wife to live here for a period of time, so that you can accompany her and enlighten her."

"Of course it's okay, it's just this child..." Song Ci bit her lip and asked cruelly: "Teacher, you are planning to induce labor for this child."

Shen Yubei didn't speak, but his sad and firm eyes clearly explained everything.

Shen Yubei held down some feverish eyes and whispered: "The child has a deformed left hand. After birth, he will definitely receive strange eyes from children and strangers. It would be nice if the child was raised by us and was cheerful and optimistic. I am also inferior, and I can't hold my head up all my life."

"I dare not let him be born, I am afraid it will hurt him." He is the father of the child. He expects the child to be healthy more than anyone, and he is looking forward to the child's birth.

But he is afraid of bringing the child into this world, afraid that the child will be ridiculed and shocked, afraid that the child will blame him in the future.

Complaining why they brought him into this world, complaining that it is better to live than die.

Song Ci could understand Shen Yubei's mood, she hesitated, and still hugged Shen Yubei's shoulders, and said to him, "Teacher, everything will be fine."

Shen Yubei had always supported his spirit, and Song Ci's embrace made Shen Yubei find a shoulder to rely on.

Shen Yubei suddenly burst into tears. He is a man, but he is also the father of the child. What a cruel thing to get him to sign a consent form to take that child's life!

Shen Yubei cried for a long time, until the phone rang, then he quickly wiped away the tears.

Seeing that the call was from Di Rongrong, Shen Yubei exhaled vigorously, and then he answered the call to Di Rongrong when his emotions calmed down.

On the phone, Di Rongrong said: "Where are you?"

Shen Yubei confessed honestly: "I'm on Song Ci's side."

Di Rongrong gave a hum, and said nothing.

"Give me the phone, teacher."

Song Ci extended his right hand toward Shen Yubei.

Shen Yubei hesitated slightly before handing the phone to Song Ci.

Song Ci took the phone and chatted with Di Rongrong. "Madam, it's me, Song Ci."

"Song Song."

Di Rongrong directly asked Song Ci: "Song Song, did your teacher tell you about the child?"

"Ok."

Di Rongrong told Song Ci: “The doctor told us that the child’s left hand can only see the thumb and the index finger, and the other three fingers are curved and grow together. It is possible that the knuckles inside have not developed well and they will be born in the future. I won’t be able to do corrective surgery afterwards."

"But it is also possible that the child's knuckles have developed well, but they have only grown together. If this is the case, the child's fingers will be able to live like normal people in the future by doing corrective surgery earlier while the child is still young."

"Song Song, you are also a mother. You should understand my mood at the moment. Godmother, I still want to give birth to her. I will use enough patience to teach my children how to be strong and to be optimistic."

"Song Song, that's a life, it's my own flesh and blood. She has no other serious problems. How can I abandon her cruelly!"

On the other end of the phone, Di Rongrong was already choked.

Song Ci knew that Di Rongrong had this kind of thought, and when this happened to her, she couldn't actually induce the child cruelly. If the child is Down's child, or is severely deformed, she may be able to bear the pain of not wanting that child. But the child is only a little deformed, there is no problem in other aspects, and she can't be so cruel.

"Sister, do you still decide to give birth to him?"

"Yeah." Di Rongrong told Song Ci in a low voice, "Song Song, that's a girl."

Song Ci understood.

Di Rongrong once lost a daughter, and that daughter died in front of her. Di Rongrong was ashamed of that child all her life.

But now that she has another daughter in her belly, she definitely cannot abandon her again.

Song Ci gave a hum, and said, "Madam, Han Zhan is not at home these days. I'm up and down in my heart. Look, do you want to move over to live with us? The environment here is good, and you can adjust your mood. benefit."

Di Rongrong: "Okay."

After hanging up the phone, Song Ci returned the phone to Shen Yubei. She smiled bitterly and said: "Teacher, I have betrayed again this time, I'm sorry, this time, I chose to stand on the same front with Shi Niang."

Shen Yubei laughed instead. "Forget it, what your teacher said is right, the child is not seriously ill, and it is really unfair to her to induce labor easily."

"Then give birth. From now on, we will protect her together."

"it is good."

Di Rongrong moved in the next day.

After a while, Di Rongrong’s belly is already obvious. Because of the endocrine disorder of pregnancy, Di Rongrong’s face is not as delicate and smooth as before, and the pores are a little bigger. It doesn’t look so good.

But Di Rongrong had a good mentality and was good at dressing up. At first glance, she was still a fashionable older mother.

Shen Yubei moved here with Di Rongrong.

Knowing that there were guests at home, Arang did not rush to deliver the food after work, but went home to have dinner with Song Ci and the others.

In the presence of Teacher Song Ci, Arang seemed to be polite and didn't say stupid things to do stupid things.

Knowing that the left hand of the child in Di Rongrong's belly was deformed and they were still willing to give birth to that child, Arang's eyes were obviously warmer when he saw Di Rongrong.

"Rest assured, with your parents who love her, the child will grow up optimistic and happy in the future."

Hearing Arang's words, Shen Yubei and Di Rongrong were very happy.

Shen Yubei said to Song Ci: "Han Rang, this kid, is very well-behaved and has a pleasant speech."

Arangchong Shen Yubei smiled sweetly and said, "Teacher Shen, you have a good vision."

Song Ci secretly complained: My teacher's vision is not good at all. If you are really good, you won't think you are a good boy.

After eating, Ajan went to the night shift to deliver food.

Di Rongrong knew that Arang was a child brought back by Han Zhan from Italy. She stared at Arang's lame feet when she walked quickly, and couldn't help asking Song Ci: "Is he very short of money?"

Song Ci shook his head, "No, he is very rich."

"Then go to work so late?"

"Madam, do you know that there is a kind of people in this world. They are all miser and money fans. They are happy when they see money. Agen is like this. He is very happy every time he makes a penny. He goes to work during the day and works at night? Delivering food and saving money is his joy in life."

Hearing this, Di Rongrong slammed Shen Yubei's arm and scorned him: "Look at people and then at yourself. Tell me, what's the use of the things you bought with money?"

"What did the teacher buy?"

"I went to Xibei Market to search for antiques and bought a rhino horn for one hundred thousand yuan." Di Rongrong's expression was very complicated.

Song Ci asked Shen Yubei curiously: "Teacher, what do you buy rhino horn for?"

Shen Yubei even asked her: "Have you seen the soul ferry?"

Song Ci nodded, "Is that online drama?"

"Ok."

"Seen."

Shen Yubei put down his chopsticks, wiped his mouth, and said: "The soul ferry says that rhino horn can pull the yin and yang, light the rhino horn, and you can see the soul."

Song Ci's expression was as subtle as Di Rongrong's.

Unexpectedly, you are still a believer in ghosts and gods.

Shen Yubei: "I went to Xibei Market that day and just saw an old lady selling rhino horn, so I bought a piece."

Song Ci had a complicated tone and asked him: "Then have you seen a ghost?"

Shen Yubei shook his head, "I didn't see it. The burning smell of rhinoceros horn is quite fragrant. Later, I made it into a fragrance and put it in the toilet."

Song Ci: "..."

Rich man!

"Your teacher always likes to buy these messy things, Beibei, you really have to learn from Arang Hao Ahong."

Shen Yubei has lived a single life for more than forty years, which has also led him to get used to spending money. In his entire life, he has bought many messy and expensive things, and spent a lot of wrong money.

Shen Yubei disliked Song Ci and Di Rongrong who talked too much, so he went upstairs to practice piano.

When Shen Yubei left, Di Rongrong said, "In fact, your teacher, I missed his grandfather. He burned his rhino horns that night and was alone in the darkened room and kept calling grandpa."

Shen Yubei's grandfather is Italian, and Shen Yubei's violin "War Soul" was made for him. Shen Yubei and his grandfather have deep feelings. It is normal for him to miss grandpa occasionally.

Speaking of grandpa...

Song Ci said to Di Rongrong, "I'll call my sister, Madam, you take it easy."

"it is good."

Di Rongrong can eat better after she is pregnant. It is the same at Song Ci’s house as at her own house, and there is no need to restrict eating. She sat at the dining table alone and ate generously, and Song Ci took the phone and called.

It may not be the time when Song Ci's phone call passed.

Song Fei answered the phone and only said one sentence: "I'm busy now, I'll call you back later." After that, Song Fei hung up the phone.

Song Ci vaguely heard Yan Jiang's gasp.

These two dog men and women!

Song Ci waited for half an hour before calling. This time Song Fei finally answered the phone, with a lazy voice, "What are you doing?"

Song Ci asked her: "What were you doing just now?"

Song Fei: "Heh."

Song Ci: "Woman."

Song Fei: "Heh."

Song Ci: "Is it really cool?"

Song Fei asked: "What do you mean?"

"Just the one you guys played, are you happy?"

Song Fei: "Guess."

Song Ci pouted and stopped playing Tai Chi with Song Fei. "Song Fei, do you know where our grandfather is buried?"

"Why do you suddenly ask about this?"

"I just thought that when my father was still there, he would occasionally worship grandpa. Dad has passed away for so many years, and no one has been worshiping grandpa these years. It just so happens that I'm fine these days. Should we worship grandpa? "

Song Fei: "Also. Tomorrow morning, I will pick you up and we will drive."

"it is good."

Song Ci was going out for a few days, so he gave the child to the housekeeper and Di Rongrong to take care of them. And Han Miao and Han Jun are also used to their parents' going out, and they are not too noisy, but when they are going to be separated, the two girls will still pester Song Ci to hug, and can't bear to let go.

Song Ci accompanied them and waited until Song Fei arrived, and then handed them to the arms of Di Rongrong and the housekeeper and got into the car.

After getting in the car, Song Fei said to Song Ci: "Locate the phone to Wuxi, Chongqing."

"Well, well."

Song Tingyun grew up in Wuxi County. After his father was killed in 15 years, Song Tingyun left Wuxi County and went to Italy. Song Tingyun buried his father in the place where he grew up when he was a child.

The car drove at high speed for more than 20 hours before reaching Wuxi County.

The sisters found a hotel in the county seat and ate grilled fish that was highly rated by the locals.

After a rest night, at dawn the next day, the sisters drove to Shuangyang Township.

Shuangyang Township is at the east end of Wuxi County, bordering Shennongjia, Hubei. According to Song Tingyun, his father used to go to Shennongjia to collect medicine. There are countless precious medicinal materials on Shennongjia.

The terrain in Shuangyang Township is quite steep. Song Fei’s off-road vehicle is speeding along the winding mountain road. Song Ci fastened his seat belt and firmly grasped the handrail above his head with his right hand.

After driving for a few hours, it was almost noon, and the two arrived in Shuangyang Township.

According to Song Tingyun's dictation years ago, Song Ci and their grandfather should live in a small village called Lanyingzhai. Song Ci and Song Fei followed the navigation instructions and walked around for more than an hour before they found Lanyingzhai.

The population here is not large, and there are fewer young people. Most of the people go out to work. Most of the people who stay in the village are old people and children.

The arrival of Song Fei and Song Ci attracted the attention of many local farmers. The sisters are good-looking, they drive off-road vehicles, and they are stylishly dressed. It's hard not to be noticeable.

Song Ci stopped a teenage girl and asked her: "Little sister, may I ask, where is the village chief's house?"

The little sister was a little shy. She hadn't seen the outside world much, and was suddenly stopped by Song Ci and blushed.

She pointed to the other side of the road, and said falteringly: "The village chief is there, but he usually stays in the village committee office. The office is in front. There is a cement floor in front of the house, and the red flag is in front of it. "

The little girl's Mandarin has some strong local accents, but Song Ci has good language talents and understands it. "Thank you, little girl."

Song Ci got in the car and drove forward with Song Fei for two minutes before seeing the village committee office.

As soon as Song Ci and Song Fei stopped the car, a man and a woman walked out of the village committee building. A man in his fifties is the village head, and a woman in his early forties is the village head’s wife, responsible for sanitation of the office building.

Seeing Song Ci and the others, the village head narrowed his eyes and asked curiously, "Girls, which girl is it?" The village head thought it was a relative of a certain villager in the city.

Song Fei leaned on the body without saying a word. Everything that needed diplomacy had to rely on Song Ci.

The village chief Song Cichong smiled and asked politely: "The village chief, my surname is Song, my grandfather's name is Song Qingkuang, and my father's name is Song Tingyun. Our sister is back for the first time and wants to worship our grandfather. May I ask Village chief, do you recognize Song frivolous?"

The village chief was stunned.

"Song frivolous..." The village chief slapped his legs suddenly, and said ecstatically, "Are you brother Yun's daughters?"

Seeing this, the village chief and Song Tingyun have a good relationship.

Song Ci nodded and said, "Yes."

The village chief hurriedly pulled Song Ci and Song Fei into the office to sit for a while, and said to his daughter-in-law, "Dafang, you go cook and cook more. Today, there are two rare guests."

His wife quickly threw down the broom and went to cook.

The village chief told Song Ci: "My name is Song Kaiyun. I know your grandfather, and I called uncle. Your grandpa Song is frivolous. When he was in his twenties, he brought Brother Yun to our village and lived in our village. A village doctor."

"Your grandfather has lived in our village for a while, so he changed his surname to Song Liao with us. Uncle Song is amazing. No matter what kind of illness he gets, he can heal this villager in the village of ten miles away!"

"Brother Yun is also very good. He studied medicine with Uncle Song. He was treated at the age of twelve or thirteen. It's a pity..." The village head shook his head with a look of regret.

Song Ci asked, "What a pity?"

"It's a pity that Song Shufu's life was short and he was killed by someone..." The village chief shook the soot in his hand and said, "That was the first and only one in our village, and the case has not been solved yet..."