Chapter 336

"I bought it before you picked it up." He originally wanted to take her to visit his friends, but he didn't expect that the itinerary was disrupted. However, it also came in handy.

"You know I'm going to bring you back?" Song Qingcheng felt incredible.

"I don't know. However, it can be kept at any time. "

Song Qingcheng was amused by him, "is that carrying a basket of fruit in the trunk every day so that it can be used at any time?"

"This one can have." He laughed, too.

"Fruit is acceptable, the rest is not." Since last time, she didn't dare to accept what he gave her.

"These are gifts for Aunt song. You don't seem to have the right to refuse them." He insisted.

“……”

"Is it Qingcheng?"

At this time, mother song came with an uncertain voice.

"Mom, it's me." Song Qingcheng answered. He didn't insist too much with Ji Zhengting, so he went around the car and saw his mother.

Song's mother looked at the car at the door and asked her daughter, "Qing Cheng, why don't you come in at the door?"

Without waiting for song Qingcheng to reply, Ji Zhengting came with something.

When his mother saw him, she was shocked, "Ji Mr. Ji? "

"Aunt song, just call me Zheng ting." Ji Zhengting's voice is always so calm.

Song's mother looked at her daughter. For a moment, she was both happy and surprised. She didn't know what to say. I'll fry two more dishes. "

Song's mother took the fruit basket from Ji Zhengting and called him in.

Song Qingcheng took the fruit basket from his mother's hand again. It was a little heavy, so he didn't let his mother take it. "Mom, no more. He's not an outsider. Just eat whatever you like. "

His daughter's "not an outsider" surprised his mother.

Chest surging with five flavors Chen miscellaneous, do not know is a little more surprise, or a little more melancholy.

"You child, how can you help yourself when people visit for the first time. Zheng Ting, what do you like to eat? Aunt song will cook it for you. " Song's mother was still overjoyed.

"I'm not picky about food, just home cooking." Ji Zhengting is not polite.

Just this words come out, then wait for a stare.

"Well, I'll burn it now. Qingcheng, you are welcome to Zhengting; the tea is in the drawer, the hot water needs to be heated again, and the TV remote control is under the tea table... " Song mother explained a lot, and then hurried into the kitchen.

Song Qingcheng is so happy to see his mother. He is satisfied with Ji Zhengting, isn't he?!

Ji Zhengting looked around the room.

The house is clean and tidy. The stairway was blocked by a screen. Except for cleaning, no one would go up.

"Here, I don't need to greet you?" Song Qingcheng said to him.

His own house, the most familiar than he, naturally do not need her to introduce.

Ji Zhengting said nothing and sat down on the sofa. Song Qingcheng poured him a glass of boiled water, then turned on the TV to show him, and never cared about him again.

"Mom, I'm here to help." Song Qingcheng comes to the kitchen.

"No, no, please go and greet Zhengting. Just two dishes. It will be ready soon." Song's mother drove her out while cutting vegetables.

Song Qingcheng didn't go out. Instead, he closed the kitchen door and said, "Mom, I don't think you look very well. Is there something wrong with you?"

Does it have something to do with what mother wants to say?

But song's mother laughed, "no, mom is fine now; she can eat and sleep."

"Well What do you think of him? " Song Qingcheng wanted to find a chance to be alone with her mother, just to ask her mother what she meant.

Song's mother's action of cutting vegetables pauses. When she looks up at her, her eyes are a little red, but she has a happy smile on her face. "Qingcheng, tell mom honestly, have you started long ago?"

"No, not really." Song Qingcheng shakes her head. If it wasn't for today's blunder, she wasn't ready to bring him back to see her mother.

"Then tell mom honestly, how did you get together?" Song's mother suspected that when she first met Ji Zhengting, they might have been dating.

"It's a long story, but I only recently decided to try to get along with him. I didn't plan to tell you so early. Today, I brought it back. You won't be angry, will you? "

Mother song held her daughter's hand. "It's a good thing. It's too late for mother to be happy. It's just Mom still said, "no one can go down the road you choose."

From the first sight of Ji Zhengting, song's mother knew that his identity was unusual, and this was the case in her family

Song Qingcheng came up and hugged her mother's arm and leaned on her shoulder. Like a confused child looking for comfort around her mother, she spoke softly, "I know, so I was very contradictory and tangled in my heart. I didn't dare to accept him, but I was always moved by his unintentional concern. Mom, do you think I'm too indecisive? ""Indecision is not a weakness, but it's important to see your feelings clearly." Song's mother said meaningfully.

"Then you are Did you accept him? " Song Qingcheng's tone became cautious again.

"As long as it's something you like, mom will accept it." Song's mother looked at her eyes, full of a mother's love.

Song Qingcheng laughed, then became worried again, "Mom, you said Can we have a result? "

Knowing that no one could give the answer, she asked. Even hearing her mother's encouragement or comfort is her spiritual support.

"Some things, should not only focus on the results, perhaps an unforgettable process is enough." As a result, it is a final result that no one can predict.

But in the end, someone can understand what is result!

……

After Song Qingcheng came out of the kitchen, she heard that her little sister was painting in the backyard, so she went out to see her and brought her back for dinner.

Ji Zhengting saw her go out, followed out. Just now I saw that the yard is full of vegetables. It looks much more luxuriant than the vegetables planted by my old lady.

Sure enough, there are many kinds of vegetables in the yard, not to mention, even the same green garlic seedlings are more luxuriant than those in the old lady's yard. Other cabbages and lettuce look healthy, too.

If the old lady saw this, she would feel inferior.

He bored in the yard around, but did not find the child. Maybe he went to the backyard. He could not help walking towards the backyard.

The backyard.

"Younger sister, your painting skills are getting better and better now. I'll have to ask you to help me draw later." Song Qingcheng looked at his sister's words and couldn't help but praise them.

"I can't do it now. I'll draw for you when I'm good at it." Song Xiaomei's tone is soft, with a kind of maiden innocence in her voice.