Chapter 481 Family Tree

Xiao Ke and Xiao Ai took Bai Zhi around the venue for two rounds, introducing the layout and fun things inside to her one by one.

Listening to the happy tone of the two children, Bai Zhi's mood also improved.

"How is it, do you like it?" Song Siming looked at Xiao Ke and Xiao Ai dotingly.

"I like it very much! Low-key and luxurious, and also very cute, thank you grandpa!" Xiao Ai thanked Song Siming happily.

"What are you thanking? As long as you are happy, it is also the responsibility of grandpa to build a playground for you." Song Siming pretended to be angry.

"We are really a family, and we love to say thank you when we have nothing to do." Li Haiyan joked on the side.

"Aunt Li, thank you too." Bai Zhi said.

"No, no, no! What is there to thank for this? I have the conditions. When I get old, I am still waiting to enjoy your blessings." Li Haiyan smiled.

The spring breeze blew, carrying a slight fragrance of flowers, and everyone present felt warm in their hearts.

Before the party started, Bai Zhi followed Song Siming to another villa of the Song family.

As soon as she entered the door, she smelled a strong scent of incense, "Dad, what is this place?"

"The genealogy of the Song family is enshrined in this room."

Song Siming looked at the map on the incense table, "Xiaozhi, on the day I learned of your existence, I wanted to bring you back here so that you could recognize your ancestors, but you didn't want me to disclose your identity, and you were not in good health when you were discharged from the hospital, so I didn't bring you here."

Bai Zhi hurriedly said, "It's okay, Dad, today is Xiaoke Xiaoai's birthday, the atmosphere is just right."

Song Siming gently put his arm around Bai Zhi's shoulders and patted her, "You're right. Everything depends on an opportunity, and the time was not right at that time."

Bai Zhi took a step forward and heard the sound of a lighter, and then the curling smoke drifted into her nose.

Song Siming walked back to Bai Zhi and stuffed a lit incense stick into her hand, "Xiaozhi, burn a stick of incense for the ancestors of the Song family."

"Okay."

Bai Zhi held the incense stick and raised three incense sticks above her head.

Song Siming held her arm and guided her to kneel down on the mat and kowtow.

The moment Bai Zhi's knees touched the mat, she had a lot of thoughts in her mind.

She recognized her ancestors.

She will be the daughter of the Song family in the future! But all this is not real.

Song Siming helped Bai Zhi up and held her hand to insert the incense in the incense burner.

"Xiao Zhi, welcome home."

The air was filled with the curling sandalwood, refreshing the heart. Bai Zhi lowered her eyes and smiled gently, "Dad, I'm back."

Leaving the room where the family tree was enshrined, Song Siming suddenly said with emotion: "Xiao Zhi, thank you for bringing Xiao Ke and Xiao Ai back. I thought I would retire from the position of chairman in a few days, and live a good life with my grandchildren in the future."

"You are still so young, why do you want to retire?"

Bai Zhi was slightly surprised. She remembered that Song Siming was just the golden age for entrepreneurs.

"Originally, I had to wait a few years for Xiaocheng to get married and have children before I could have grandchildren. But you came back to me and fulfilled my wish in advance. Dad has worked all his life and fought for our Song family, but he rarely acted selfishly. Otherwise, your mother and I would not have separated."

"Dad..."

Song Siming comforted Bai Zhi, "Xiaozhi, listen to what Dad has to say. Even if you and your mother don't blame me, Dad still feels guilty about you. Your mother is gone, and for the rest of my life, I just hope to make up for you. I hope you and Xiaoke and Xiaoai can stay here forever and live a carefree life."

"Thank you, Dad."

Bai Zhi suddenly felt that Song Siming had something to say.

It is natural for leaves to return to their roots and recognize their ancestors, but Bai Zhi felt that he was deliberately mentioning something.

How could she and Xiaoke and Xiaoai live here forever?

Seeing that Bai Zhi did not express her opinion, Song Siming did not force it.

Lu Juefeng pursued Xiaozhi, but Xiaozhi did not directly say that she wanted to marry him.

There is still a chance to save all this.

"Let's go, Dad will take you back to your room. Your Aunt Li has been waiting there for a long time."

"Okay."

As soon as Bai Zhi entered her room, she heard Xiao Ai excitedly shouting: "Wow, grandma is simply the best person in the world, but there are so many skirts, and I am the only one, I can't wear them all!"

"It doesn't matter, save them for later."

Li Haiyan's voice seemed to be filled with soft glutinous rice cakes, soft and sticky, with a hint of lightness.

"Mommy, come here quickly, I've been waiting for you for a long time."

Xiao Ke ran over and held Bai Zhi's hand, "Mommy, grandma has prepared many skirts for you. Today is a festive day, how about you wear this red one? I think the material is good, please touch it!"

Xiao Ke pulled the material of the skirt and stuffed it into Bai Zhi's hand, and the smooth fabric brushed Bai Zhi's arm.

Bai Zhi knew without thinking that this must be another valuable skirt.

"Well, the red color is as bright as fire, and it makes your mommy's skin look even whiter. Xiaoke has a good eye."

Li Haiyan's eyes were filled with soft light, and her voice rose slightly, sounding particularly caring.

"Aunt Li, I'm sorry for your trouble."

"Silly child, we don't need to be so polite among our family. The party tonight will be very lively. You should take a nap first, so as not to be tired at night. When the time comes, I will come to call you."

"Okay, thank you..."

Li Haiyan held Bai Zhi's hand and interrupted her immediately, "Xiao Zhi, we are a family, don't be so polite to me."

"Okay, I got it."

At that moment, she wanted to call Li Haiyan "Mom".

Because her soft voice was so similar to Bai Shulin's.

After Li Haiyan left, Bai Zhi asked Xiaoke and Xiaoai to take a nap.

But Xiaoai was so excited that she couldn't sleep at all. "Mommy, I look so beautiful in my little skirt. I'll ask grandma and others to take a few more photos for me tonight. I'll send them to Su Zixuan. She will definitely envy me."

"Okay, stop talking. Mommy is tired." Bai Zhi patted Xiaoai's back gently.

"Oh."

Xiaoai immediately closed her mouth and made sure Bai Zhi closed her eyes, so she also closed her eyes tightly.

After a while, Xiaoai breathed evenly and fell asleep.

In fact, Bai Zhi didn't feel sleepy.

Xiaoke and Xiaoai's birthday was actually her Good Friday.

Five years ago, she gave birth to a child alone in a hospital in the United States.

At that time, her world was devastated and she even doubted whether she could support her children.

Who would have thought that five years later, she would become the daughter of the Song family...

Bai Zhi got out of bed quietly and wanted to go to the bathroom.

The old house of the Song family is an old-style building. There is no bathroom in this room. The bathroom is at the end of the left side of the corridor, and you need to pass through a study.

She carefully held the wall and walked slowly.

When she passed the study, she seemed to hear Li Haiyan's voice.

But she was not sure, because the voice of the woman in the study was a little sharp, mixed with strong hatred.

"I am not living well. I feel sick every day when I see them."

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"Shut up!"

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