Chapter 711

This time, his father no longer doubted that he was wrong.

"Dad, mom..." Song Qingcheng finally found his own voice and called it out.

Song's mother suddenly burst into tears. She put down her work and quickly came out. She grabbed song Qingcheng and said excitedly, "Qingcheng, are you really back? Are you really back? "

"Mom, I'm back. I'm really back." Song Qingcheng's tears also fell.

"Just come back, just come back." Song's mother still had flour on her hand, and she could only feel her tears with her sleeve.

Song Qingcheng quickly took the paper out of the bag to wipe his mother's tears, "I'm sorry, these years let you worry."

Song's mother just shook her head. She could not cry.

"Don't cry. People are waiting for you to make food." Song Qingcheng wiped his mother's tears to comfort her.

Song's mother nodded and put away her tears properly.

"Mommy, I really want to eat a small bag." Xiaobaozi looked at the xiaolongbao in the cage and was salivating.

Song Qingcheng thought of introducing to the child, "please call grandma and grandfather."

"Eh?" Xiaobaozi's face was written in capital. When people want to eat bags, how come there are grandparents? It can't be that mommy doesn't have any money and wants to take advantage of him to cheat her, right?

"Qing Cheng, this..." Song's mother looked at her, Ji Zhengting and her children.

"Mom, this is me and Zheng Ting's child. I give my child a nickname and call it trouble. "

"This This... " Song's mother didn't know what to say for a moment.

The guests inside began to urge again, but mother song still didn't hear it. This meeting, even if the sky falls down, is not as important as her daughter's family.

"Aunt song, please be busy first. We'll talk about it later when we get home. By the way, let's have some breakfast, too. " Ji Zhengting said that.

As soon as I heard that they were staying, song's mother said, "OK, OK, you go inside and find a place to sit down. I'll do it for you right away."

"Grandma, I want to eat the fragrant little bag." Baozi has not forgotten to remind. Looking at the hot little bag, the little bag wanted to grab one and eat it.

"Well, grandma will make you the most fragrant and delicious small bag." Song's mother's eyes are all smiling.

Song's father has always been slow to respond. He would just giggle and look as if he didn't respond.

The shed is built with some shelves, covered with a thick layer of wind proof plastic cloth, the area is not very large, plus the two positions at the door, a total of six positions. There is only one seat by the door left in this meeting.

"Trouble, is it cold?" Song Qingcheng asked the child.

"It's not cold. There's a good heater here." Xiaobaozi points to the stove where he is steaming baozi.

"Let's sit here." Song Qingcheng pulled the table a little towards this side, and it was relatively warm by the fire.

When the family of three sat down, song's mother gave them two cages of steamed buns first, and song's father then served them two bowls of porridge, and asked them, "there are fried dough sticks, egg cakes, soya bean milk and eight treasure porridge. Tell me what you want, and I'll take them for you."

"Dad, you don't have to worry about us. Just take what we need." Song Qingcheng said.

"Well, I'll take care of the guests." Song's father is very busy.

Xiaobaozi was eager to eat xiaolongbao. He grabbed one and sent it to his mouth. As a result, he was scalded and jumped.

Song Qingcheng stares at him.

Song's father took his little hand and blew it gently. Then he took the steamed stuffed buns out of the cage and put them on the plate. It was cooler.

Song's mother was packing steamed buns beside them, and she took time to look at them from time to time. Looking at the happiness of the three members of their family, I couldn't say that I was happy for them.

"Sister song, are you busy today?" Several elder sisters who usually come for breakfast come here again and say hello to song's mother as usual.

"Yes, how many big girls are running back?" Mother Song said hello to them.

"Yes, it is. It's very cold today. I can't run after a while. "

"Then take a break and eat something."

"Oh, how can you park such a good car in the early morning?" Someone noticed the car on the side of the road not far away. When he said that, his steps had already passed.

"Really. The car seems to be worth tens of millions. "

"Do you understand? How can a car be worth so much money

"as like as two peas, I have collected a million cars or more of the luxury car models since childhood. One of them is exactly like this car."

"Well, I have to go and take a picture. Come on, take a picture with the car for me. "

Several people ran to take photos with their mobile phones and luxury cars. There are all kinds of postures.

"Daddy, you can wash the car for free today." Small steamed stuffed buns see their exaggerated lying on the car, the car's dust has not been wiped clean."No nonsense." Song Qingcheng spoke to his son in a low voice. Ji Zhengting, on the other hand, has nothing to do with small steamed buns.

When several aunts came back after taking photos, they only heard song's father say, "that car belongs to my son-in-law."

The expressions of several people's aunts were instantly synchronized, and they all became stunned.

But soon someone came back to his senses and laughed at his father, "brother blowing king, don't you wake up again?"

When these words came out, several elder sisters came back to their senses and burst into laughter.

Song's mother looks at Song's father, but she just smiles and doesn't say a word.

Everyone can see the conditions of their family, and it's not bad to do some breakfast in the past two years. They only know that they have a disabled daughter who is still unmarried. Song's father suddenly says that he has a son-in-law. No wonder they say that he didn't wake up.

The main reason is that song Fu Ping loved all kinds of boasting when he was young, so he was nicknamed the king of boasting.

"Who said I didn't wake up? I'm awake today. Look, my daughter, my son-in-law, my great grandson. " Unconvinced, song's father pointed to song Qingcheng and introduced him one by one.

Several elder sisters all looked at it, and the three members of the family didn't look like ordinary people. However, this girl is not sister song's daughter.

"Good aunts." Song Qingcheng stood up and said hello to several elder sisters.

"How are you mother-in-law." Xiaobaozi also stood up politely to say hello.

Ji Zhengting is not good at words. He just stands up to express himself.

This family all stood up to say hello, which proved that song's father was not bragging. Someone rushed to song's mother and asked, "sister song, where did you come from such a beautiful girl?"

"This is my eldest daughter. She came back from abroad." Mother song explained. When I mentioned my daughter, the smile on her face deepened a lot.