Chapter 623

"But you didn't even call me." At this point, xiaobaozi said he was very angry. No matter how big it is, you can't squeeze out even one minute of a phone call, can you?

Ji Zhengting raised his eyes to look at the child, "your mother put me on the blacklist."

Is this little guy trying to expose their personal contact information?

Small steamed stuffed bun is very clever, suddenly understand the meaning of PA than. Turn to the nearby song mummy, "mummy, is that true? You've made dad black? "

Song Qingcheng said she was innocent, she didn't pull him black!

She looked at Ji Zhengting and looked at his serious appearance. It didn't look like he was lying. Is he not careful, put his phone into the blacklist?

She quickly took out the phone and opened it. After reading, the hands holding the phone are tightly clasped, glared at someone who lied without blinking.

However, in front of the child, she still gave him some face, do not expose him.

"You're not right, Mommy. My dad can't get in touch with me. He'll be in a hurry. And I'm sad, too. " Baozi is like a little adult. He has to teach mommy a lesson.

Song Qingcheng is a dumb man who eats Coptis, and can only recognize

"Mommy, you need to pull out daddy's bill. Otherwise, daddy will be very sad. " When xiaobaozi saw that she didn't make a statement, he continued.

"Well, if you think too much, he won't be sad." Song Qingcheng was slightly annoyed. It was someone who lied, but she became a sinner.

"Eh?" Xiaobaozi's face was puzzled, "Daddy, Mommy said you won't be sad."

Ji Zhengting took a look at Song Qingcheng, and then gave a low "Er" to xiaobaozi, "it may be a little sad."

Small steamed stuffed bun's eyes are round. "Will it be as sad as I didn't wait for daddy today?"

"Almost!" His answer was serious.

"Mommy, you hear me." Xiaobaozi said to song Qingcheng again: "Dad said that if you don't pull him out, he will be very sad. It will be more sad than I am today. "

“……” Song Qingcheng wants to disappear. Baozi was afraid that she didn't hear the same thing. She was drunk, too. Well, she had to calm down. "I'll go to the bathroom."

Song Qingcheng stood up and left.

Father and son also eat almost, Ji Zhengting with steamed stuffed bun to play in the amusement park next door. When song Qingcheng came back, there was no one on the table.

She looked around curiously, but didn't see it. She asked the attendant beside her, "excuse me, where are the children and adults on this table?"

"The child went to the amusement park with his father." Said the waiter.

"Yes, thank you." Song Qingcheng said thanks and walked towards the amusement park. After two steps, she stopped and turned to the waiter and said, "please take care of the things on our table."

"Don't worry, we'll be watching all the time."

Song Qingcheng smiles and walks over.

……

This side of the amusement park is really busy. And there are many children playing. At a glance, she saw the little Baozi and his son playing happily inside.

Ji Zhengting is putting his children on the trampoline. When the child jumped up, he was so happy that he screamed.

Song Qingcheng stood there, looking at them, his lips bent unconsciously.

There was only a female voice complaining, "look at how people are dads. What do you do? All day long I know how to play games, sleep and never care about children. "

Song Qingcheng looks at it from the sound and sees a woman holding a child, followed by a man. It's a family of three. However, men are so complained by women, but also low head, silent.

"In the future, you should learn from other people's fathers and take more children out for a walk." The woman said, pointing to the father and son who were playing inside.

At the moment, there is no doubt that there are only Ji Zhengting and her steamed buns.

"I see. I see. I'll take you out for dinner. You're more nagging than my mother." The man replied impatiently.

"Oh, I'm tired now. I'll be nagging for decades. If you don't think about it, say it as soon as possible. Don't delay me to find another way to live."

"All right, I'm afraid of you. Can't I?"

Song Qingcheng watched the couple quarrel and leave, and then looked at the father and son who were playing. If she didn't leave three years ago, would they be like the couple just now?

Or, can you still love Meimei like this?

In fact, she believes in the latter.

She believes that Ji Zhengting will be a good father at any time.

Xiaobaozi saw her and waved to her to let her go. Song Qingcheng passed by.

Thinking of the sad and disappointed appearance of xiaobaozi at night, she felt that it was extremely precious at the moment.

In a mother's world, nothing is more important than a child's happiness and health.

A family of three had a good time.People passing by all cast envious eyes.

Unconsciously, it's already very late. After playing for a while, xiaoxiaoshi came back to his seat and began to eat.

"I can't eat any more. I'll go back to sleep later. I'll feel uncomfortable if I eat too much." Song Qingcheng won't let him eat. Because it's too late, eating too much at night, indigestion, bad for the body.

"But there's a lot to eat." Small steamed stuffed bun looked at the table so many delicious, reluctant to give up.

"We'll pack it and take it back. We can eat it tomorrow."

"Good." Xiaobaozi is waiting for mummy.

"Don't give children too much overnight food." Ji Zhengting reminds me.

Since xiaobaozi came back, almost every meal with xiaobaozi has the word "package". And it also said that when I was abroad, it was like this that I couldn't finish packing.

It's good to form the habit of not wasting, but health is also important.

"I can't blame you for ordering so much." Song Qingcheng said.

Ji Zhengting took a deep look at her without making a sound.

Indeed, he ordered too much tonight. In order to satisfy the taste buds of xiaobaozi, we must order more.

At last, song Qingcheng packed all the things left. In fact, almost everything that was ordered was left. In addition to the porridge not packed, the final package of a full 20 boxes.

She felt that her three meals in the past few days had been settled. Of course, she seldom gave him overnight food. In the past, she ate all the food she packed home.

……

When we go back, xiaobaozi must go by himself. Ji Zhengting holds the packed food in one hand and holds him in the other.

Small steamed stuffed bun to the outside of a happy jump, fortunately it will be very late, there is no car outside. Song Qingcheng is still not at ease with him, but also comes up to hold the child's other hand.