Chapter 563

Three years later, winter.

The gray sky was covered with snow. XX airport, the broadcast is repeated over and over again the flight delay and cancellation notice.

"Qingcheng, you are so lucky. If you were a little later, you might be stopped in the middle of the road."

"Yes. If the snow had come half an hour earlier, the plane might have made a forced landing elsewhere. "

Song Qingcheng, after three years, finally returned to this familiar city.

It's not many days and nights to say goodbye for three years. These three years, for her, had been a lifetime can not do things, but, she did.

At that time, he left with nothing and full of fatigue, but now he is successful and returns with full load.

"Mommy song, I want to make a snowman. Godmother, will you make a snowman with me?" Song Qingcheng is holding a small steamed bun in her hand. She is looking up at her head and asking the beautiful godmother on the other hand.

Xiaobaozi's round head, a pair of watery grape eyes and fleshy baozi's face are full of collagen. People can't help but want to pinch them.

Although he is only two and a half years old and his facial features haven't grown yet, he inherits the good gene of a president and doesn't need to be too high in appearance.

Well, she is song Qingcheng's two-and-a-half-year-old son, nickname, trouble.

"Godmother can't make a snowman with you, but Godfather can play with you." The speaker is Xin Yue.

"Oh ~ oh ~ oh ~ oh ~" xiaobaozi jumped up happily.

"Song, please. There are many people at the airport. Don't run around." Song Qingcheng told him.

The little buns would come back and get into the middle of them. Their chubby hands were holding their hands.

"Qingcheng, what are your plans for coming back this time?" Xin Yue asked her.

"No plans for the moment."

"I've brought all my sons back. I haven't planned yet?"

Song Qingcheng smiles and looks at the child at hand. She doesn't say a word.

Song Qingcheng left in the early summer of that year. Soon after she went abroad, she found that she was pregnant. She did not worry about other things, so she decided to leave her children.

In March of the next year, because of poor health, the next baby boy was born prematurely, which is now this lovely little bun. Therefore, the exact calculation shows that xiaobaozi is not only two and a half years old, but nearly two years and nine months old.

Although xiaobaozi was born prematurely, she was much smarter than her peers. She began to speak in eight months and walked in nine months. When I was one and a half years old, I could say almost everything and help Mommy with housework.

Of course, it's what he thinks of as housework.

For example, to help Mommy do the dishes, that is to take out all the dishes in the house and put them under the vacuum cleaner to suck. Well, washing (sucking) the dishes must be sucking!

Later, mummy stressed several times seriously that it was washing dishes, not sucking them. Xiaobaozi finally remembered.

And then I started to help Mommy do the laundry. He opened the wardrobe, threw all the clothes he could get into the washing machine, poured half a bottle of washing liquid, and washed them for a long time.

Mommy says she wants to cry without tears.

Help Mommy mop the floor and forget to turn off the tap. When Mommy goes out to buy a dish, when she comes back, the 30 square meter home has become a vast ocean.

Mommy is crazy. She has an impulse to pack and mail the steamed stuffed buns back to a president.

……

Top floor of Ji's building.

In the office, a tall figure stood in front of the window, deep eyes cast on the gray sky, through the snowflakes, as if to see the plane carrying his missing back.

"Dong Dong Dong" -

when the door of the office was knocked, he didn't move as if he didn't hear it.

Gao Xin directly pushed the door in, saw him and came over, "president, Miss Song has arrived safely. It was Mrs. Bai who picked up the plane. They stayed in the hotel. "

"I see. I will attend the lecture tomorrow afternoon in person. "

"Yes."

Gao Xin stepped back. Before I quit, I found that on the back of the president, I was no longer lonely. It seems that time goes back to three years ago.

……

The next day.

song city in the kitchen to make a love lunch for the little buns, the little buns will be sitting in the sofa watching his favorite piggy page.

"Please, you can wash your hands and prepare for dinner." Song Qingcheng's voice came from the kitchen.

Xiaobaozi was indifferent. I can't help it. I'm so absorbed in it that I can't hear any other sound. This is also the key reason why the family has become a big ocean.

Song Qingcheng didn't wait for a response. He opened the kitchen door and came out. Sure enough, the bun was still on the sofa.

"Song, Ma, fan!" Song Qingcheng pinched his waist with both hands, and his voice soared several times. He strained his face and pretended to be very angry.

"Trouble to me!" Xiaobaozi is also quick when he reacts quickly. He holds the sofa with his hands, slides his fat legs down from the sofa, and washes his hands with a thump.Song Qingcheng blows to his face. How could she have given such a name to xiaobaozi with a fever in her head?

Trouble

What a trouble!

Xiaobaozi washes his hands and comes out. He stands in front of song Qingcheng and raises his white hands. Song Qingcheng bent over his hand and smelled, "it's not bad, it's fragrant."

Xiaobaozi drew his hand back and smelled it. Well, it really tastes good.

"Please, there's a lecture for mama song in the afternoon. It may take about two hours. You are in the room by yourself. Your godmother will come to accompany you later. You can't walk around, you know?" Song Qingcheng came out with vegetables and talked to him.

"Mommy song is going to work when she comes back. It's boring." Baozi pouts his mouth, and his face is full of unhappiness.

"I can't help it. Mommy song has to support herself and you. Of course, she can't do without work." And this afternoon's lecture is very important. For her, it is a starting point to take root in China.

"Mommy song can look like a godmother and find a handsome and rich husband like a godfather, so that she doesn't have to work so hard." Xiaobaozi said sarcastic words.

"Do you think Mommy song doesn't want to? But Mommy song has a little trouble with you. Rich uncles don't want mommy. " Song Qingcheng said that he was very aggrieved.

Xiaobaozi clambered up the chair and song Qingcheng handed him a spoon. When he thought he couldn't speak, xiaobaozi said discontentedly, "Mommy song likes to blame me. Last time Uncle David liked me very much. It's obvious that mommy song didn't accept people. Teacher bit also likes Mommy song. And, tell us Uncle Su, who came back together, is so hot and good to Mommy song. It's wrong for you, Mommy song. "

Small steamed stuffed bun side said, but also exaggerated open arms, a very big meaning. Looking at Song Qingcheng, she couldn't help laughing.