Chapter 710

Song Qingcheng went downstairs to have breakfast normally.

As a result, there was no one downstairs except the servant.

Strange, it's eight o'clock. Haven't you got up yet?

"Housekeeper, are the wife and children still up?" When song Qingcheng saw the housekeeper coming out of the kitchen, he just asked.

"Hey, don't mention it. Madam, I'm afraid I've been tossed by the young master all night. I'm afraid I can't get up. " The housekeeper returned.

"What's the matter, the child is naughty?" Song Qingcheng is a little nervous. Can't go home on the first day of the grandmother to toss bad, the stepmother should say she didn't educate the children well.

"It's not mischievous. It's said that it was the wife who lost the young master at night, and the wife got up in the middle of the night to look for the child. The servant was all agitated to look for him. "

"Then what happened?" Song Qingcheng wants to say: the child does not have somnambulism, how to sleep well, can you still lose it?

"Later, you and your husband were almost shocked. Unexpectedly, the young master came out of his wife's room on his own. Only then did I know that the young master had gone out of bed, but his wife was scared. I guess I didn't dare to sleep that night. "

“……” Sweat!

Song Qingcheng can only give a sentence, ha ha Da!

"How can you stand alone, child and mother?" Ji Zhengting came downstairs and looked around the living room while talking to her.

"Your son has ruined your mother." Song Qingcheng took a chair and sat down at the dining table.

"What's wrong?"

Song Qingcheng told him what happened at night. After hearing that, Ji Zhengting is also ashamed.

Meng baozi meets his honest grandmother

Absolutely!

……

After a few comfortable days, the whole family can see that they are very happy. That kind of happiness comes from the heart.

It's just

There is an unfinished wish in Song Qingcheng's heart.

"What's the point of being alone?" When Ji Zhengting came back, he saw her in a daze on the balcony. Come over and circle her from behind.

Song Qingcheng was slightly surprised. He didn't think he would come back at this time. He turned his head and asked him, "Why are you so early today?"

"The annual summary has been finished. I won't be too busy recently."

"Yes, it's new year's day again." Song Qingcheng has some feelings. Year after year, it's going to pass in a hurry. Today, however, she no longer has to live in a foreign land with baozi.

Besides, they have a home. A big family with love and perfection.

"Is there something on your mind?" Ji Zhengting asked her.

"I..." Song Qingcheng is still struggling at the bottom of her heart. She turns around and faces him, "I want to go home and have a look."

Anyway, there are her family, her roots, and the kindness she can never repay.

What if there are regrets?

Nothing is more important than the family's care for themselves.

"I'll go with you." Ji Zhengting knew that she was thinking about it occasionally these two days. In fact, he is also waiting for her words.

Things have been going on for so many years. What should be put down is also put down. What should be reunited is also time to reunite. Life is short, don't let regret stay in time.

"Take the kids." Song Qingcheng said.

"Good."

"Thank you, Ji Zhengting." She is very grateful that he can stand beside her every moment, support her every decision, guide her when she is confused, and comfort her when she is helpless.

He is the best and most precious gift from heaven.

……

The next day, song Qingcheng and Ji Zhengting got up early. When they came down, they were still discussing how to get the steamed buns up.

As a result

To their surprise, when they went downstairs, the steamed buns had dressed up like a little prince.

"Good morning, Dad." Small steamed stuffed bun see them come down, politely say hello.

Song Qingcheng and Ji Zhengting looked at each other and said they were a little confused.

Do you know they are going to get up early today?

"Excuse me, why did you get up so early?" Song Qingcheng goes to ask the child. After all, it's just a day out.

"Because grandma said that mom and dad are going to take me to visit relatives today."

Song Qingcheng was stunned.

She looked at Ji Zhengting. Her eyes seemed to ask him if he had told his stepmother about their going out today?

"Mom told me about it two days ago. After you told me yesterday, I told her Ji Zhengting didn't expect that his mother would be so considerate and take care of the children.

"Let's go." Song Qingcheng also plans to hide it. This kind of thing can be regarded as a good thing. There is no need to hide it.

On the contrary, she was a little surprised to get the support of her stepmother.……

There were not many cars in the morning, but there was a heavy snow two days ago. The road was icy and a bit slippery. For the sake of safety, they didn't drive very fast. About 45 minutes later, they arrived here.

There are some changes here. After getting off the bus, song Qingcheng looked for her for a long time, but she didn't find her home.

"Ji Zhengting, are you in the wrong place?" Song Qingcheng asked him.

"Go and have breakfast first." Ji Zhengting holds xiaobaozi in one hand and holds her in the other.

Song Qingcheng also saw a breakfast shop in front of him. It seemed that the business was pretty good. However, he advocated coming early in the morning, so he didn't just want to bring them to breakfast, did he?

It doesn't matter to her, but it's not good if the child eats in this ice and snow.

When song Qingcheng thought about it, he had already come to the breakfast shop. A cold wind came, bringing a pleasant smell, as if to arouse people's appetite.

It's just

How does it feel so familiar?

"Welcome, is..." When someone came over, song's mother called him warmly. However, when she saw someone coming, song's mother stopped abruptly and her face changed.

When song Qingcheng saw that it was her mother, she was shocked and speechless.

"The child her mother, you hasten, the guest inside the family urges." Song's father picked up the dishes and chopsticks that the guests had eaten, and turned his head to urge his mother.

But song's mother couldn't hear anything. She fixed her eyes on Song Qingcheng. There is a layer of mist in the eyes.

Song Qingcheng's eyes became red.

These years, my mother looks old, and her temples are white under the scarf. Xu is blowing in the cold wind, cheeks and nose red, we can see that she was that strong woman.

"I said the child's mother, you..." Song's father came to urge him again, but in the middle of his words, he stopped. With black eyes, he looks at Song Qingcheng, Ji Zhengting and a child standing in front of the shop

Song's father thought that he didn't wake up, or he was looking at the flowers. He rubbed his eyes hard, then opened his eyes and stared at them.