Chapter 351

In addition to Zhou Shaojing's little contact with her family, there was no one else beside her. Moreover, Zhou Shaojing knew her current situation like the back of his hand.

The only thing that doesn't count is time.

It was only after the incident that Zhou Shaojing learned from Ji Zhengting that his sister was hospitalized. Therefore, before that, he should not have known that they lived in Ji Zhengting's house.

Therefore, it is unlikely that Zhou Shaojing leaked this matter.

"Qingcheng, you pack up and I'll cook." Song Mother's timely opening interrupted song Qingcheng's thoughts.

"Good." Song Qingcheng collected her thoughts and nodded.

Song's mother gave her everything, took off her apron and put it on her, and went into the kitchen to cook.

"It's really different to be able to live in a big villa. I dare to go shopping." Old lady song glanced at the big and small bags on the table. They all looked like clothes, but also coats.

A coat in a shopping mall costs tens of thousands at least. Are these women crazy enough to buy so many clothes.

"Grandma, shopping is free. If you have the strength, you can go from morning to night, and free air conditioning Song Qingcheng dry sour song old lady.

Old lady song shivered for a long time, but she didn't say anything.

Song Qingcheng pushes song Xiaomei back to her room.

While they were all away, Mrs. song glanced at the bag on the table and couldn't help reaching for it. It's really a coat, and it's all down.

It seems that song Qingcheng really made a fortune and bought so many down jackets. How much does it cost?

"Look, son, all you buy are down jackets." Old lady song stealthily lowered her voice and said to her father.

Song's father was very greedy. Take a look at the padded jacket on your body. It's been wearing for no less than five years. If you don't keep warm, you'll be burned several holes by smoke.

"Let me see." Song's father is rarely willing to give up his TV play. He gets up from the sofa and comes to have a look. He felt in the bag and smacked his tongue. "It's really down..."

I was envious and envious.

"You say that song Qingcheng has so much money to buy clothes. Why doesn't she give us pocket money?" The old lady of song expressed her dissatisfaction with it.

Song Fu frowned impatiently, "Mom, don't we still have money. At this time, ask song Qingcheng for money, she will not give it 100 percent. "

Maybe we're going to be beaten up.

"Then what? Just look at them in this way. The mother and the daughter are well dressed and well fed. Let's go with them and watch them? " Old lady song was not reconciled.

Song Fu said, "we can't think about it. After that, she will be brilliant, and we have to point at her. "

"It makes sense." Old lady song nodded and agreed with her son. However, still can not help but want to see what people buy clothes, "first see what they have bought."

When you do it, don't forget to look at the kitchen and the room. Don't be caught by them.

Song's father directly took out a beige medium length down jacket from the bag. It was song's mother's, with good quality and new style. It was very grand and high-grade.

"This dress can't be more than ten thousand yuan?" Old lady song was amazed.

"There's more." Song's father kicked his clothes into the bag, then took out a gray black cotton padded jacket from another bag, opened it and said, "how can it be like a man's?"

Hearing the speech, old lady song thought about it carefully. "It's really a man's style."

Without saying a word, song's father took off his cotton padded jacket and threw it on the ground to cover his new clothes. The size is right and the length is symmetrical, which makes the mouth smile askew.

"Mom, how about your son?" Song Fu patted his chest and gave himself a thumbs up.

Old lady song looked around her son and helped him to tidy up his collar. She couldn't help praising him: "it's true that people depend on clothes and horses depend on saddles. As soon as these good clothes are put on, people are several years younger. I'll go back and take care of my hair, and I'll make sure that all the little girls come to me. "

"All right." Song's father simply answer, is completely happy to close the mouth.

"I'll see who else has." Old lady song is not reconciled. She has all her sons, so she can't forget her old lady.

Old lady song turned another bag, but it was not clothes. There is also a small bag and a big bag. Mrs. song pulls the big bag directly and takes out a coat from inside.

It's a purplish red down jacket, which song Qingcheng chose for old lady song.

She knew that old lady song liked to wear red and purple clothes, and often came back to talk about who had bought a new dress next door. This time, she finally fulfilled her wish.

"Son, do you think this one looks like my size?" Old lady song looked at the clothes she couldn't put down, and asked her son some questions.

"Mom, isn't that what you've been shouting about buying?" As soon as his father saw the color of the dress, he blurted it out."Go, how to speak!" Old lady song resented him.

What do you mean she "yells" about the clothes she wants to buy?

Song's father, Han PI, gave a smile and said, "come on, son, help you change it."

Old lady song finally realized her son's mood just now and quickly took off her cotton padded jacket. However, old lady song is not as agile as her father.

There are three layers inside and three layers outside. Fortunately, song's father helped to take off the heavy cotton padded jacket.

On the other side.

Song Qingcheng comes out with a cup to pour water. As soon as she gets to the door, she hears the gasping outside. She looks forward curiously and just sees her father helping grandma to put on her new clothes

It looks like it can't be put on, so it's hard.

It's impossible not to wear it. She chose a big size, so she worried that grandma was afraid of the cold and wore more inside, so she chose a big size.

"Cough --"

she went out and coughed twice deliberately.

Old lady song and father song are just like thieves. They are instinctively guilty and want to hide. But found no place to hide, and song Qingcheng has come out.

But She didn't even look here.

"Mom, is the water ready?" Song Qingcheng went to the kitchen without bothering to see their embarrassment.

"All right." Mother song brought out the kettle. At a glance, I can see the father of song who has already put on new clothes, and the old lady of song who is half dressed. She smiles and comes out.

"Mom, there's a clasp in this dress. You can adjust the size at will." Song's mother put the kettle on the cupboard and went to help old lady song loosen a card in her clothes.

Sure enough, after loosening, the clothes became loose. Old lady song drew a figure on her body. The size is just right. It's warmer than a quilt.