"When your son and daughter can sit down, there will be a new product." Ji Zhengting just replied slowly.

Three years later, I don't know how many products I want to eliminate now.

The barrister thought that what he said seemed reasonable.

But the key is that he has everything ready for his child before he is ten years old

Fortunately, they were all bought by his private money, otherwise his wife would punish him for three months without pocket money.

……

Because there was a bun on the table, the laughter kept on. The topic basically revolves around children. However, Ji Zhengting and Bai Jingting also occasionally chat with Lu Xiao.

Lu Xiao may be because he has no children, and his feelings are good. He has no interest in children's topics. It's just that when it comes to other topics, he'll give me a few words.

"By the way, how is Lu Bai?" Ji Zhengting suddenly remembered that the old lady said that her aunt would come back to visit Lu Bai. Presumably, Lu Bai's situation is not good recently.

"I had a treatment a few days ago and nearly lost my life." Lu Xiao returned with a dignified tone.

When it comes to heavy topics, the current atmosphere is suppressed.

Small steamed stuffed bun chirps, seems to feel father than and uncle's expression are more serious, so also quiet down, obediently eat their own.

Song Qingcheng met Lu Bai several times, but that was three years ago. Now I can't hear it clearly. I can roughly tell that Lu Bai is ill. It seems that he is still very serious.

It's just

It's a pity that Lu Bai is not as old as Ji Zhengting.

"If you want me to tell you, you shouldn't have listened to him at the beginning. You forced a girl who was smiling so hard to leave. After his family left, his illness kept going back and forth for a day. Don't you think about why? " Bai Jingting is full of complaints.

These words, he has long been in the heart to say. In his opinion, to have an emotional sustenance is good for mood, spirit and all aspects.

But they say that love is great. They don't want to make people sad or delay them. The deeper they love, the more painful they hurt

Everyone knows that, but life is coming to an end. Why can't we face it bravely once? Really want to close your eyes that moment, really won't regret, won't regret?

"Come on, don't say it. Lu Bai's family has their own ideas, and everyone has to respect him. " Xin Yue pulled the corner of his clothes and motioned him to stop.

Everyone has the right to choose, especially in the face of life and death, each has a different idea.

Lu Baining can choose to give up his love and let his beloved woman hate him, but he is not willing to let his beloved woman watch him step by step into the abyss of death. He wants her to remember his best time and hope that in the future, they will be wonderful

"When it's convenient to visit, let's go and have a look at him." Ji Zhengting said.

"Next month, he will receive a new treatment, which is said to have a good effect. At that time, if you go to cheer him up, he will be in a better mood." Lu Xiao said.

Ji Zhengting and Bai Jingting look at each other in tacit agreement. They both nod and agree.

"Mommy, is someone dying?" Xiaobaozi was really curious and asked song Qingcheng quietly.

"Shh, no nonsense!" Song Qingcheng quickly made a "shush" action, with a serious tone.

"Oh..." Xiaobaozi seemed to know that he had said something wrong, and his head lowered.

Song Qingcheng didn't want the child to be afraid of life and death, so she said to the child, "it's just that an uncle is ill and won't die."

"Have I met this uncle?" Xiaobaozi asked curiously.

"I'll take you next time." This sentence is Ji Zhengting said.

"Well, I'm going to tell a story to my uncle. He'll be very angry soon." Xiaobaozi said naively.

"How amazing is your story?" If he could, he would fly over with the buns immediately.

"Of course, it does, and it works." Xiaobaozi doesn't know where to get self-confidence. Anyway, he looks very confident.

"Well, it's time to eat." Song Qingcheng doesn't let his son talk nonsense.

Children's naive thinking is mostly from the cartoon. What do you say when you meet bad people, you turn into Superman, when you meet danger, you go to the little devil fairy

The world of children is always so simple.

……

It was already nine o'clock when I left Xinyue's house.

Xiaobaozi is a little sleepy on the road. He leans on the early Song Dynasty and says, "Mommy, shall we go home to sleep, or shall we go to daddy's place to sleep?"

"Home, of course. Mommy will have a rest tomorrow, ready to make seafood for you. " Song Qingcheng made an answer without hesitation.

"Is it seafood again?"

"Almost?"

"Will uncle Su come, too?"“……” Do you want any steamed buns?

Song Qingcheng could feel a sharp look projected from the rearview mirror.

Ji Zhengting didn't embarrass them. He drove directly to their downstairs and stopped. Song Qingcheng takes the child to get out of the car. When he is struggling to say hello to him, Ji Zhengting pushes the door open and gets out of the car.

Er

He won't stay here again, will he?

Song Qingcheng took the child out of the car, he also came over, song Qingcheng pretended to be natural and said to him: "you don't have to send us up, go back early."

It's a bit euphemistic, but the chief executive has seen through the little things in her heart for a long time. She took her son from her arms and went into the unit building.

Song Qingcheng blinked his eyes behind him, and could only follow him in.

When the elevator reached the ninth floor, Ji Zhengting walked out of the elevator with his child in his arms. He held the child in one hand and opened the door with the key in the other.

Song Qingcheng came out of the elevator, the door had been opened, she was directly confused, "how can you have my key?"

No wonder Lu Qing can also come as soon as he says it, so does he. He had the key. But the point is, where did he get the key?

Xiaobaozi is at the door. When he hears mummy's words, he quietly retreats to the room. When mummy can't see his own situation, he quickly waves his hand to Daddy.

Dad can't sell him!

Ji Zhengting receives the instruction of small steamed stuffed bun, draws back the vision, falls on the face of song Qingcheng, and steps forward. He came forward so suddenly that song Qingcheng stepped back subconsciously. As a result, it was butted against the cold wall.

Next time you talk to him, you have to find yourself a better position. There is no way to retreat like this. It seems to be a bit embarrassed.

Ha ha

She laughed at the bottom of her heart.

"Why don't you talk and I'll ask you something?" When song Qingcheng thought that he had the key to his home, he felt super insecure and that he was living in front of him in a transparent environment.