However, thinking that her child was in it, she walked over and rang the doorbell without hesitation. Hands up, found that the door is not closed.
She hesitated for a moment, pushed the door open and went in.
As soon as I got to the door, I heard the children's laughter inside. She recognized the voice as a child's. But, hearing the laughter, she couldn't help raising her lips.
Over the years, the child's laughter is her greatest comfort.
No matter how difficult, hard things, as long as you see the child's smiling face, she will feel that everything has become so difficult and hard.
When the feet are lifted up, they unconsciously lighten a lot. Walking into the door, I saw that under the dazzling crystal lamp, the child was lying on the ground playing in a white and black home suit.
Toys all over the floor. Model planes, toy cars, tanks There are all kinds of toys.
"Daddy, do these toys belong to me alone?" He asked as he played.
Song Qingcheng was shocked. Looking inside, the tall man sat cross legged on the ground, wearing the same home clothes as the children, assembling a mechanical model gun, looking very serious.
I can't tell how warm this scene is
"There may be others to share with you in the future." Just listen to Ji Zhengting.
"Who is it?" Xiaobaozi seems a little jealous.
The man didn't answer him.
You know, for a cute bun like him, it's more interesting to have two more.
"Daddy, when I grow up, I'm going to be a space fighter." After a while, a guy moved to Dad's side, helped dad assemble the mechanical gun, and chatted with dad.
"Why?" Are you sure xiaobaozi knows what a space fighter is?
"Because you can shoot. It's very powerful." The little guy holds a model gun in one hand, which means he is very powerful.
Ji Zhengting laughed at him, "when you assemble this gun, I'll teach you to fight with live ammunition."
Small steamed stuffed bun first surprise, however, the next second suspicious look to Dad, "cheat."
"Well?" Someone is very dissatisfied with these two words.
"Daddy is not a super soldier, and he doesn't have a gun. How can he teach me to shoot?" Obviously, it's cheating him.
Xiaobaozi is quite smart. "I heard that uncle Lu has recently developed a lot of new weapons. At that time, I can take you to see what is called shooting."
Xiaobaozi really believed it. His big black eyes were shining, "really? I still have such a powerful uncle? "
"Well, there's more than one. As long as you are obedient, dad will satisfy you with everything. " He rubbed the bun on his head.
"Oh, long live Dad!" Xiaobaozi raised his fist and cheered happily.
At the door, watching the father and son play happily. Song Qingcheng was jealous, gratified and moved.
No wonder xiaobaozi refused to go back. Anyone would choose to stay here, right?!
"Who are you, please?"
All of a sudden, a voice came, startling song Qingcheng. Inside the father and son, obviously also noticed the door side.
Song Qingcheng worried that he would be found peeping and said, "Oh, I'm here to find Mr. Ji."
"Come in, then." The servant politely called her in.
Song Qingcheng nodded. Looking at the clean and luminous floor inside, she changed her shoes at the door. But But I didn't see the lady's slippers.
I don't know why, my heart suddenly trembled.
No lady's slippers, doesn't it mean that no woman has been here?
"I'm sorry, there are no ladies at home, so there are no spare slippers." The servant saw her pestle at the door and her shoes were off. Naturally, he knew how to deal with the situation and quickly explained.
Ji Zhengting has come over and stares at the servant. I don't think she said too much.
He came over and song Qingcheng saw him easily. On his cold eyes, just throb of a heart, and sink. And she's a little embarrassed now, standing there barefoot.
However, there was a pair of men's slippers on the shoe rack, so she took them down and put them on. You can't let her in barefoot, can you?!
"Trouble..." She directly passed Ji Zhengting and went in to call the child.
"Mommy song!" Small steamed stuffed bun saw her, surprised and excited to get up from the ground, toward her. Song Qingcheng squats down and holds her in her arms. He looked up and down, and his body was fragrant. It was obvious that he had taken a bath.
"What about your own clothes, please?" Song Qingcheng asked him.
"This is my own dress?" Xiaobaozi naturally returned. Because it's a new one that Daddy bought for him, so it's his.
"I mean, the suit you wore out in the morning." She had to find clothes to help the child change and take him back. If you go out in this way, you will definitely get sick."Those clothes..." Xiaobaozi doesn't know, so he can only look to his father for help.
Ji Zhengting just glanced at the servant next to him, and the servant came forward and said, "the clothes that the young master changed have been washed."
“……” Wash it! Didn't the child go back without clothes? Song Qingcheng directly took off his coat and wrapped it on the child, "please go back with mom."
After that, she picked up the child and wanted to go.
"Mommy, I've promised babe to stay and sleep with him tonight." Xiaobaozi said seriously. Then I don't forget to take a look at Song Dabi.
After hearing this, song Qingcheng seems to have smashed the most sensitive and vulnerable place in her heart, making her extremely embarrassed. And in front of the last person she wants to see.
The embarrassment turned into excitement and anger. She put the child heavily on the ground and asked the child angrily, "who allowed it? Who agreed? When did you learn to make your own decisions? Do you know that you are still a child, a three-year-old child is not as good as a two-year-old and eight month old child. How many times have I told you not to talk to strangers? Did you remember what mom said? "
The words are more sharp and mean. It's good to deliberately hide her inner timidity and embarrassment at the moment.
Xiaobaozi has never seen such an atmosphere of Mommy, who roared in a daze. After a long time, xiaobaozi came back to his senses and cried.
Song Qingcheng knew that what she said just now was too heavy. The child must have been scared. But she was really angry and scared. I'm afraid the children will leave themselves like this.
Looking at the child crying sad, she was heartbroken, but she still did not go up to comfort.