Grandpa has a back door

  October 1st on the same day.

  Song Min originally wanted to sleep in, but was woken up early by Song Hao to watch the military parade.

  "How handsome!" Song Hao looked at the soldiers standing neatly on TV, his face filled with admiration and longing. "Sister, what do you think if I take the military academy exam?"

  "It's gotta be top ten in the whole district." Song Min said this with a yawn, extremely calm.

  Song Hao: “......”

  "Hey! Don't be so hurtful! Song Hao's small face suddenly fell, he looked at Song Min with a lifeless expression, "Sister, you're more lovely when you don't speak."

  The military parade formally began.

  One square after another passed across the screen.

  Song Min and Song Hao were both moved to tears, the motherland was indeed powerful, just looking at those soldiers' upright posture and solemn expressions made people feel a rush of emotions.

  There is no peace in this world, only some people carrying heavy burdens forward.

  It's worth it, on such a hot day, they trained tirelessly for so long, just for this moment of blooming.

  After watching the military parade, Song Hao couldn't calm down for a long time, "Wow wow wow wow, he's really too handsome!!!!!!"

  Song Min also expressed his agreement, "Indeed, all the handsome ones have been taken by the country."

  "What I said about being handsome is not just about looks!!!!" Song Hao cupped his face, with sparkling eyes.

  Song Min's body was covered in goosebumps layer by layer.

  Song Min rubbed her arm, "Does Wang Yifeng like Bengge?"

  Song Hao: "Can you stop bringing up past grievances!!!"

  ……

  "What's all the commotion about?" Song Mama came out of the room and saw her son and daughter quarreling on the sofa, suddenly getting angry, and slapped each of them on the back of the head from behind. "Haven't you changed your clothes yet? How many times do I have to tell you to hurry up and change your clothes before going to Grandpa's house for dinner?"

  "Mom, stop hitting, I'll go change now." Song Min and Song Hao quickly ran back to their room.

  "It's rare for our family to gather together like this." Grandpa Song looked at the whole family sitting around the dinner table and felt very happy, getting older and more fond of reunions. "Will Min not return to school from now on?"

  "Yeah, I'll go back next year when it's time for my thesis defense." Song Min was picking at the fish bones with his head down, speaking without much thought, "First find an internship job and learn some social skills."

  "That's great!" Old Man Song was delighted, his voice filled with excitement. "Eldest and Qinghe, arrange a position for our Meng'er."

  "Ah?" Song Min's whole body stiffened, just now did she say something wrong...... She didn't want Grandpa to know that she was going to find a job for an internship...

  The great uncle nodded with satisfaction, "Just let Min'er follow me directly."

  He always thought that Song Min's good academic performance would be wasted if he didn't join their company.

  "No!" Song Min shook his head, "I want to submit my resume and go through the normal procedure!"

  "Suit yourself." Old Man Song was delighted, his granddaughter was willing to go to the company and he was satisfied, after all, his youngest son didn't even want to step foot in the company's door.

  Qu Yan and Song Qing's expressions were subtle.

  Song Min's face was full of despair, she had just been focusing on picking fish bones and hadn't even noticed that the person talking to her was her grandfather...

  "I'm going to take the military academy exam." Song Hao said while eating his rice, making his stance clear. He had always thought that there were too many troubles in the company and he didn't have the patience to deal with them all.

  Grandpa Song burst out laughing, "This feeling is great!"

  He had switched to business due to physical reasons back then, and none of the younger generation in his family had any intention of joining the military. He was quite regretful about it, but unexpectedly, Song Hao did have such aspirations.

  "Look at his terrible grades."

  "What's wrong with the way you're speaking, Old Three?" Grandpa Song was very displeased. He had always been fond of Song Min and Song Hao, and he winked at Song Hao, his face full of mystery, saying: "Don't worry, Little Hao, Grandpa has a back door."

  "Cough..." Song Min suddenly choked, tears streaming down his face, his small face bright red, and he didn't manage to swallow the food until after drinking two cups of water.

  "What's gotten into you, Ming'er?" Song Qinghe patted Song Ming's back to help her catch her breath, looking at her bright red face with a growing sense of puzzlement, his eyebrows furrowing slightly.

  Song Min's face turned even redder, from his face to his neck, and his ear tips were red as if they were about to bleed.

  Can she say that after hearing the back door, all the unmentionable things between men and boys appeared in her mind? It's all because of her roommate, who always recommends danmei to her for no reason. Many danmei authors have super good writing skills, making her unable to help but read...

  "No... " Song Min looked down with a guilty conscience and poked at the rice in his bowl.

  Song Qing raised an eyebrow, with deep suspicion in his eyes. He didn't believe that the little princess of his family had learned bad things from Wen Yan.

  The parents of both families went out to have fun together.

  To be honest, Song Min didn't want to go at all. After all, Wen Yan's mother was very enthusiastic before, and now that they are together, she had no idea what Wen Yan's mother would be like...

  As soon as they sat on the bus to Nongjiale, Wen's mother's gaze never left Song Min. Although they were separated by an aisle, Wen's mother kept turning her head to look at Song Min, smiling so widely that her mouth couldn't close, and her eyes grew more and more passionate as she looked at her daughter-in-law, her face blooming like a flower without any reserve.

  Song Min felt really embarrassed, so he had no choice but to close his eyes and lean on Wen Yan's shoulder pretending to sleep, unexpectedly he actually fell asleep.

  When Song Min regained consciousness, he heard a faint noise in his ear and furrowed his brow.

  "Wake up." Wen Yan gently touched Song Min's face.

  Song Min slowly opened her eyes, and for a moment, they became double eyelids, making them look charming. A few seconds later, they returned to single eyelids. She rubbed her eyes, just as the bus stopped. "Are we there?"

  "Not yet, there's a traffic jam." Wen Yan responded with a gentle voice, stretching out her hand to pinch his shoulder, and slightly furrowing her brow.

  "What's wrong?"

  "It's okay, I'm fine."

  "Ah?" Song Min suddenly realized that he had been leaning on Wen Yan's shoulder all along, and carefully massaged Wen Yan's shoulders, "Does it feel any better?"

  "Mmm..." Wen Yan seemed to be savoring the "mmm" sound, his low voice suddenly crashing into Song Min's ears, making him want to cry.

  "Cough! Cough! Cough!" Mr. Song coughed violently from behind, almost coughing up his lungs.

  Song Min's hand, which was helping Wen Yan massage her shoulders, stiffened for a second before he immediately sat up straight, his eyes fixed on the floor, his mind focused.

  Song Hao was holding back his laughter so hard that his face hurt, and his dad had just almost coughed up his lungs, it was too funny.

  He wanted to laugh but didn't dare, his temples started throbbing, the future father-in-law's impression of him seemed quite big, it was really giving him a headache.

  Because of National Day Golden Week.

  There are still many people on the road.

  There's some congestion on the highway.

  The road through the small town under the highway was too narrow, and the two cars couldn't pass each other, wasting a whole morning in a start-and-stop manner.

  Just as Song Min thought they had arrived at their destination after getting off the car, the boss of Nongjiale who came to pick them up indicated that there was still a distance to go.

  No way... Song Min's face immediately showed a hopeless expression, wanting to sit down on the spot and not move again. Sitting in the car for an entire morning was really tiring.

  Warm words rubbed Song Min's head, holding her hand from behind, softly comforting: "Good girl, we'll be there soon, the ground is slippery, be careful."