Chapter 725

"Mom, order some seafood when you have time. The trouble is that I love seafood. Otherwise, if it's all meat, I'm tired of eating it. " This sentence is song Qingcheng said.

She is not so direct as Mr. Ji said. If you want children to eat less meat, you have to master their appetite.

"This is OK. I'll call your aunt later and ask her to contact overseas and send it to us by post. I'll make a list of what you want to eat. Don't miss it. " The stepmother really takes the Spring Festival seriously.

When Xiao baozi heard that he wanted to report what he wanted to eat, he said impolitely, "I eat king crab, skin shrimp, sweet shrimp, scallop, oyster, eel, silver cod, salmon..."

When xiaobaozi said this, everyone on the table was stunned and looked at his endless mouth.

When xiaobaozi finished, he noticed that everyone's expression was not right, but he didn't think much about it. Now he just thought about his food. He turned to his grandmother and asked, "grandma, do you remember what I just said?"

“……” The stepmother opens her lips, but she wants to remember, but she is not a robot, and she is old, and her brain has degenerated. How can she remember so much?

When song Qingcheng saw that her stepmother was still confused, she said in a timely manner, "song, please, you don't know how to be thrifty. If you eat like this, your mother will be eaten and bankrupt by you."

"It doesn't matter. I still have daddy." What's more, dad has a thousand times more money than Mommy, and he can't afford to eat two steamed buns.

"Your dad can't afford to be like you." Little guy, as expected, after he had his father, he began to be boundless and boundless.

"My grandmother said that my father has a lot of money, and two more snacks like me are not poor." Small steamed stuffed bun shakes head to say.

Song Qingcheng blinked. How did she feel that she was forced to have a second child.

"Yes, yes, I can eat two more." Finally, when xiaobaozi talked about the topic, she followed Yinghe.

"Not to mention two, even ten and eight can still eat." The old lady said this.

Song Qingcheng was a bit disorderly in the wind. He put down his chopsticks and said, "that I'm ready. "

"Qing Cheng, why do you eat such a little?" Mother song cares about her daughter.

"Oh, I had some afternoon tea, so I'm not very hungry." Song Qingcheng finds excuses to escape.

"Qingcheng, you have to eat more. Look at your skinny body. How can you have a second child in the future?" It's natural for the stepmother to speak out.

“……” Sure enough, women's intuition is very sensitive. But she didn't plan to have a second child so soon. And when did she say she was going to have a second child?

It came all of a sudden.

She could only ask the man next to her for help. She kicked him quietly under the table. Mr. Ji received Mrs. Ji's instructions and said, "Mom, we don't plan to have a second child right now."

"What do you mean? You're not going to give up, are you The nervous face of the stepmother changed.

"That's not good. At least we have to have another one. Isn't that right, mother The old lady took the words, and finally did not forget to take mother song with her.

Song's mother understood the old lady's meaning and laughed, "I think my mother-in-law and the old lady are right. Whether they are men or women, they have to have at least two children. In this way, children will have a dependence and will not be lonely. "

"The second child is to be born, but now we want to hold the wedding first, and then plan the second child." Ji Zhengting has been planning for a long time.

His words come out, song Qingcheng some surprised look at him. Wedding, such a big thing, he didn't mention to himself.

"Yes, first wedding, first wedding." The stepmother just came over in a trance, and still owes others a wedding, which can't be wronged.

"In this way, I'll find someone to have a day together tomorrow to see if there are any good days recently. If there are, the sooner we can, the better." The old lady wishes tomorrow would be a good day. As soon as the wedding is held, we can look forward to the next bun.

It's exciting to think about it.

"Grandma, we've been waiting for the new year. Let's go and choose. Don't worry." Ji Zhengting said. After all, Mrs. Ji has not been consulted on this matter.

"I can't help worrying. I'm waiting to close my eyes. There are more steamed buns calling me grandma." The old lady is not happy.

"Grandma, it's new year's Eve. Don't say anything unlucky. If we have trouble with you in the future, you and your grandfather will live a long life. " Song Qingcheng spoke at the right time.

Xiaobaozi then said, "yes, grandma and grandfather have to watch trouble grow up; trouble has to bring many little sisters back to play with grandma, so grandma won't feel bored."

The old lady was very happy, "with my great grandson, where can grandma be bored? Well, then grandma won't rush you, but you can't be lazy either. I think it's almost settled. "

The following words are to Ji Zhengting and song Qingcheng."Listen to you." Ji Zhengting nodded.

After the topic, basically around the wedding and the second child in turn. Song Qingcheng was in deep water and wanted to become invisible.

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At the end of the meal, the elders were watching TV and chatting in the living room, but they were basically steamed stuffed buns at home.

The old man went to play chess with his father. As a result, he was so upset by baozi that he had to take his father to the study to play chess.

Although song's father didn't have much culture, he was absolutely proficient in everything that was involved in gambling. That's good. It's to the taste of the old man.

Song Qingcheng chatted with the elders in the living room for a while. She played with baozi. When the elders didn't pay attention, she slipped upstairs.

I don't see Mr. Ji in the bedroom. I must be in the study.

Song Qingcheng comes to the study and knocks at the door.

"Come in." The man's voice came from inside.

Song Qingcheng opens the door and goes in. He is sitting in front of the computer. He seems to be busy with his work. Seeing someone coming in, he looked up. Seeing her, her face was covered with a smile.

When song Qingcheng came to him, he closed the document, put it on the side, took her and sat on his lap. Song Qingcheng didn't resist. He put his hands around his neck and asked him, "have you thought about the wedding?"

"What's wrong with Mrs. Ji?"

Song Qingcheng shook his head, "no opinion, I just think that the children are so big, the wedding actually doesn't matter."

I always feel that it's strange to have a wedding after having children.

"Really?" Ji Zhengting looked at her as if she believed.