"I'm already in the pot. It's a big pot." Song's mother said with a smile.
"Well, well, the old man and the old lady love it." And her own, but I don't want to bring it.
Song Qingcheng glances at his stepmother and steals a smile in silence. The old man has never tasted it, OK?
The three women were busy in the kitchen. After a while, song Qingcheng went out to see the children, worried that someone would always take the children out to play with the snow, and it would be frozen.
But
As she expected, they were not seen in the room. Looking outside, you can see Ji Zhengting squatting beside the snow. But what about the baozi?
"Zheng Ting, where's the child?" Song Qingcheng came to him and asked him. Just now the old lady clearly said that the child was with him.
“……” Ji Zhengting stood up from the ground and looked at her, a little at a loss.
"If I ask you something, isn't the child with you?" Song Qingcheng was a little worried. How do you find out he's a bit of a nerd today.
"Well." Ji Zhengting gave a low reply.
"Well, what do you mean?" The key is, what about the children?
“…… The child is with me. "
"And the man?" Song Qingcheng looked everywhere again. Still did not find the child, the last eyes fell on his face, is still very impatient eyes.
Ji Zhengting glances at the snowdrift behind her, and song Qingcheng follows his gaze
The next moment
There was a bang in the forehead, as if it had been split.
"Hi, Mommy song." Xiaobaozi was piled into a snowman, only a face came out, which would be smiling to say hello to her.
Song Qingcheng looked at the real snowman in front of him, and he couldn't come back after a long time.
"Daddy, take a picture of me." Xiaobaozi, no matter what the mood of song's mother is now, takes a picture quickly.
Ji Zhengting cooperated with xiaobaozi, took out his mobile phone and gave his son several shots.
"Ji, Zheng, Ting!"
The volcano erupted like a roar, and I felt the whole building shaking with it.
……
In the living room.
"What's the matter?" The old lady was frightened by the roar outside.
"It's probably the father and son who are in trouble again." Old lady song replied.
"It's a big and a small one. I've been worried about it since the fall of the city."
"If you want me to say that, you have to get another one. Anyway, one is worried, and the other is worried. It's better to do mental arithmetic together. "
"I agree with that."
In the kitchen.
"Was that the sound of the city?" Song's mother asked uncertainly.
"There's no one but Qingcheng who dares to call my son like this." The stepmother replied.
"Zheng Ting spoiled her."
"It's OK to spoil my wife. I'm afraid he will spoil my grandson."
"That's not true. The child is still young and will not grow up."
"You don't understand that. Children are spoiled like this when they are young. They can't change when they grow up." The stepmother said with emotion. At the beginning, Lingling was spoiled by her.
When song's mother knew that Ji's mother said that, she must have thought of Ji Ling. Heart tangled repeatedly, she still asked, "Xiaoqin, these years, Lingling has not been in touch?"
The stepmother sighed, "I'm afraid the child won't come back."
"I went to see her and gave her something to eat. Although she doesn't want to see me, I'm satisfied to see her like this. And now she and Gu Jia have set up a shop in the town, specializing in selling braised pork and lion head. The business is pretty good. "
"It seems that the young man is quite nice to her."
"No, it's hard work."
"So it's really unclear about marriage."
……
When eating, a large group of people around a not too spacious table, squeeze a squeeze, but also barely able to sit down.
"Ah, where's Zhengting?" Song's mother looked around, but she didn't see Ji Zhengting, so she asked song Qingcheng.
Song Qingcheng this meeting has not subsided, small face has been taut, "Mom, don't worry about him, he is not hungry."
She sat down and ate for herself.
As soon as song's mother saw this posture, she was not right, and the steamed stuffed bun beside her was also wronged and shrunk in front of the old lady.
"Qingcheng mom, you can sit down and eat. Don't worry about them. It's not a child. People have to worry about eating." Knowing the situation, the old lady winked at his mother.
Although song's mother didn't understand what had happened, she sat down after receiving the old lady's wink.
The whole family enjoyed eating and chatting.
Of course, some people are absent-minded.
"Mommy, I want to hush." After eating half of the steamed stuffed bun, he finally dared to speak.
"Please, grandma will take you." Song's mother was going to find a chance to go out and have a look. When Xiao baozi said so, song's mother stood up and helped Xiao baozi out from the old lady.After Song's mother took her child out of the living room, she asked the child, "excuse me, did your mother quarrel with your father?"
"Daddy played snowman with me and was punished by mommy for not having dinner." Xiaobaozi didn't dare to say that Dabi piled him in the snowman, and worried that grandma would not help him.
It turns out that it's such a small thing, and it's a big deal. Say two even if, still punish not to let eat.
Song's mother comforted him when she saw that xiaobaozi was in love with his father. "It's OK. Grandma is going to help him make some delicious food to stay."
"OK, thank you, grandma." Xiaobaozi has a sweet voice. This heart is not so sorry Dad than, at least save the result of Dad than hungry.
"You hurry to eat. Grandma will be here in a minute." Fortunately, the dishes just now are still a little full, otherwise it's really necessary to redo them.
The main reason is that the dishes are too much and the plates are not big enough. So the rest is put in a small bowl in the kitchen.
"I've got some meat here. I'll give it to Dad first." Small steamed stuffed bun will be hidden in the hand out, small hand heart hidden two pieces of braised meat.
“…… Well, grandma will take you around the back Mother song is also speechless. It's rare for her children to have such a heart. Of course, she wants to help them.
After sending the child, song's mother just went back to the kitchen and put the dishes in the steamer to keep warm.
……
Ji Zhengting was punished to stand at the root of the wall, just standing upright. The small steamed stuffed bun stealthily sneaks over, he saw, also just a light look at him.
Smelly boy, he's killed so badly that he dares to come!
"Daddy, your face is turning green. Are you hungry?" Xiaobaozi came up to him and asked him with his cerebellar pouch on his back.
“……” Ji Zhengting smoked from the corner of his mouth. Has he ever seen a man turn green? It's cold, isn't it?
I don't know what happened. The wind direction changed again. The cold wind was blowing towards him.
"It doesn't matter. I stole some delicious food for daddy. Look." Xiaobaozi held the two pieces of braised meat in his hand in front of him. He felt that he had done a very successful thing and waited for praise.