Chapter 362

"Don't worry. You take Zheng Ting home to sit for a while. Mom will contact you first."

"Forget it, we won't go home. If you want to join us, we'll go directly to the countryside. If you don't want to, come and take back the new year's goods Zheng Ting gave home."

"You child, what kind of new year's goods do you want people to send you?" Song's mother reproached her.

Song Qingcheng looked at the people around him innocently, "Mom, you've wronged me. I don't know anything at all. Besides, he should give you gifts, so don't mention it

It's sweet to say that.

"That's OK. Mom will wait for you at the intersection." Song's mother did not say much.

"All right." Song Qingcheng finished the phone call with his mother, with a smile on his face.

Ji Zhengting looked at the changes in her expression. "Did my mother-in-law praise me?"

“…… You said it should be, and you want to praise it? " Don't tell him if you exaggerate.

However, mother did not seem to praise. I can't help it. Mother is not the kind of person who is good at using words.

"At least you should express your dissatisfaction with my son-in-law?" He thinks this is very important. At least for him.

"Whether you are satisfied or not depends on your performance in the future. It doesn't count now."

He laughed and said nothing.

Two people said, the car soon arrived at the intersection. From a distance, I can see that song's mother has been waiting at the intersection.

Song Qingcheng sat in the car and saw his mother's expectant eyes. His heart was sour and his eyes were red.

I always feel that the most sorry thing in my life is my mother who has suffered so much.

The car pulled to the side and stopped. Before it stopped, song Qingcheng was in a hurry to open the door and get off. Because the car was still sliding, she didn't stand firmly and almost fell down. Scared Ji Zhengting chest a tight, hastened to the car brake down.

This kid has no sense of safety.

"Ma." After Song Qingcheng got off the bus, he was like a nobody.

"Qingcheng, why are you so reckless? What if you fell just now?" Song's mother's heart is also raised in her throat, which will inevitably give her a lecture.

"It's OK. I know it." Song Qingcheng smiles.

Ji Zhengting also got off the bus at this meeting. Because of the shock just now, his face was not very good-looking. He said hello to his mother, "aunt song is good."

Don't forget to stare at someone who did something wrong. Song Qingcheng moved his eyes and pretended not to see his eyes.

"Zhengting, you are worried about our family." Song's mother looked them in her eyes. For Ji Zhengting's cold stare at her daughter, she is very happy.

At least, he was worried about his daughter from the bottom of his heart.

"It should be." He is not modest. However, these three words are particularly pleasant to hear.

"By the way, I heard that you are going to buy vegetables in the countryside, aren't you?" Asked his mother.

"Yes. Qingcheng said that the vegetables in the countryside are pollution-free and healthy to eat. "

"So it is." Song's mother took out a business card from her pocket and said, "here, the address above is a relative of mine who specializes in selling vegetables, melons and fruits. Their homes are all planted in their own homes. Things can't be said to be pure natural and pollution-free, but they are definitely not driven out by medicine. You can go and have a look. "

"Mom, won't you come with us?" Song Qingcheng said anxiously.

"I won't get involved with you two. I'll just go to the farmer's market and buy some. " When a couple fall in love, what does it look like for her to make a light bulb?!

"No, since we have to buy them all, we'd better buy some together. What's more, I don't know those people. What should we do if they kill us later? " She just wants her mother to follow her. At that time, people over there will know her, and people will envy her for finding such an excellent son-in-law.

Let those who used to laugh at their mother see, what is ten years of Hedong and ten years of Hexi.

"You child, just like when you were a child, you have to pull your mother to do everything, and you are not afraid of being laughed at."

"It's OK. He doesn't like to laugh." Song Qingcheng took a look at him. At the moment, there is really a feeling of being held in the palm of her hand. This is the first time that she has this feeling.

"Aunt song, let's go together, or I'll be bored." Ji Zhengting also spoke.

"Yes, he's just bored." Song Qingcheng didn't give him face at all.

Song's mother had nothing to do with her. Finally, he laughed and had to follow her to get on the bus.

Song Qingcheng doesn't sit next to someone at this meeting. She sits directly behind her and sits with her mother, regardless of someone's dissatisfaction.

……

It's about forty minutes from here to the countryside. However, towards the end of the year, there are all kinds of small businesses on the market or on the roadside.

Occasionally when the car is blocked, people on the side of the road greet them. Song's mother thinks it's impolite to sit in the car with the window closed. She opens the window and nods and smiles at the people who yell at them."Mom, have we bought couplets yet?" Song Qingcheng suddenly remembered to ask his mother.

"I didn't buy it, but the next door neighbor seems to have given me some." Song's mother returned.

"Let's go down and have a look. I think the couplets over there are very interesting." Song Qingcheng hasn't come to this kind of busy market for a long time. Suddenly, he felt like he was a child.

Moreover, the country market is very lively, with a strong flavor of the new year. It's not like in the city. It's like spending money to buy happiness.

"Forget it. There are so many people here that it's hard to drive Zhengting cars." Song's mother looked at people coming and going, cars coming and going, worried that she didn't know when to go through this section.

"It's OK. I'll pull over and let you and Qingcheng down. I'll find a place to stop the car." This sentence was said by song Qingcheng.

"Will it take you too long?"

"Mom, please don't be so polite to him. His time today is ours." Song Qingcheng is a rare tyrant.

"The child." Mother song shook her head.

Ji Zhengting pulls the car to the side and stops. Song Qingcheng pulls his mother out of the car. Looking at her like a happy little rabbit, Ji Zhengting raised his lips. However, she soon drowned in the crowd. He twisted his eyebrows again, worried that he would get lost, even more worried that he would bump.

He had better find a place to stop the car and find her. In such a densely populated place, it's safe to see her in front of your eyes.

……

Song Qingcheng can't help but stop to have a look at the things that Zhong loved when he was a child. After a while, just forget someone.

"Qingcheng, is your phone ringing?" Song's mother and her side, always hear what sounds like.