Chapter 607

Jiang Xu's heart softened into water because of this sentence. She promised softly, "well I promise. "

Yan Fei thought it was humiliating to cry at such a big age, or did she wipe her tears in the busy airport and said, "what about little milk voice? Let me see him! "

Xiaonaiyin is Jiang Songyin's nickname. He is very resistant to it. Neither Jiang Xiu nor Gu Zheng calls him that way. Yin Fei thinks that the name is very cute and persistent.

"I fell asleep on the plane," Jiang said

Gu Zheng took the child and showed it to Yan Fei and Wen Xixin. Yan Fei's eyes brightened: "lie in the trough! It's my son! It's so damn good-looking! "

Smell Asarum: "look like you."

Jiang Xiu said: "he is very cute, but his personality is particularly annoying. He also brought you gifts. When he wakes up, let him give it to you by himself."

You won't find him cute.

Hearing that there was a gift, Yan Fei was in full bloom: "this is sweet baby! I even brought a gift to my godmother Boo Hoo Hoo Hoo Hoo Hoo

Jiang Hsu: "it's No, you won't be moved when you know what your baby dry son brought you.

Even trying to beat people.

Jiang Xiu lives in a hotel with Jiang Songyin. Jiang Songyin wakes up on the road. He asks two Ganma sweetly. He can't find him because of the scandal. When he arrives at the hotel, Jiang Songyin gives his gifts to the two Ganma.

The smile on Yin Fei's face solidified.

She stares at the said milligram scale, gnashing her teeth: "son, do you think I'm fat?"

Jiang Songyin objective evaluation: "OK, but it will be better to reduce weight."

Yin Fei: "what are you doing

Wen Xixin said over there: "look at my gift, maybe it will balance some."

Yan Fei turned her head in despair. Seeing the color numbers of two lipsticks, the roof of her smile was about to be lifted down, "ha ha ha ha ha My mother What color of death is this... "

Jiang Songyin is very aggrieved: "I really feel good-looking."

"Mm-hmm, it's good-looking," said Yin Fei, with no conscience. "You heard that your sister must like to die!"

“……” When he heard Asarum cover the gift box, he pulled out a smile Yes, I love to die. "

Jiang Songyin immediately looked at Jiang Xu with a kind of "my aesthetic is not a problem", to prove his aesthetic.

“……” Jiang Xiu held back a smile and said, "good, you are happy."

Several people chatted for a while, and Yin Fei hesitated for a moment, or said, "what's the relationship between you and Gu Zheng?"

"Friend." "In name, it's Jiang Songyin's father. He helped me a lot," Jiang said

Smell Asarum said: "discerning people can see that he likes you, how do you think?"

Jiang Xiu was silent for a while, then said: "I don't think about these. It's good to raise Jiang Songyin, and I don't have any other energy to think about anything else."

“…… That's good. " Yin Fei said, "you have a rest first. We'll see grandfather Qin tomorrow."

"Good." Jiang Xiu nodded.

After seeing them off, Jiang Xu asks Jiang Songyin to take a bath and looks at his son who has changed into Pikachu's pajamas. Jiang Xiu thought for a while and asked, "honey, do you like it here?"

Jiang Songyin sat cross legged on the bed, fiddling with his own jigsaw, smell speech way: "like."

Jiang Xiu leaned over to look at his eyes: "do you like it or not?"

"I really like it, of course." Jiang Songyin pushed his mother's face away and said, "what do I cheat you about? The people here are very good."

"There are some people who are not good." Jiang Xu was lying on the bed watching her son play with jigsaw puzzles. The thing was very complicated. She could not understand it and could not help. She also helped distract Jiang Songyin's attention: "not all good people are in the world."

Jiang Songyin said: "I knew this when I was two years old. What do you want to say

“……” Jiang Xiu pinched his cheek and said seriously, "are you really only three years old this year? It's just three years old. What can I do in the future? "

"No Jiang Songyin said: "according to your opinion, I'm almost four years old. After a while, I'll be an adult, and I'll learn to take care of myself."

Jiang Hsu: "it's

She coughed, loosened Jiang Songyin's face and said, "in fact, it's nothing. I just want to tell you that you don't believe what others say. Do you know? And if someone asks you who your father is, you say it's uncle Gu. Do you hear me

"You've already said that." Jiang Songyin said, "but you have not told me who my father is."

Jiang Shuo stopped and said, "Jiang Songyin, do you want a father?"

"I don't want to." Jiang Songyin said without hesitation: "he doesn't take care of you. I don't want him."

Jiang Xiu was sad and said with a smile, "well, actually your father is dead. This is a long story. It's not suitable for you to listen to now. I'll tell you when you're grown up."Jiang Songyin is very sensitive to people's emotions. He can distinguish between good and evil at the first time. He doesn't know who inherited this beast like intuition. At this moment, he can feel Jiang Xu's low mood and feel a little sad.

He raised a pair of clean eyes, a small face with pink and tender, and said, "you can do it if you don't tell me. He doesn't care about you, and you don't care about him."

Jiang Xiu said with a smile: "OK, this is not our Jiang Songyin, will take good care of mom in the future."

Jiang Songyin gave a dull hum. He disordered the jigsaw that had just been put together, put it into the box, and said, "let's go to bed."

"Good." Jiang Xiu held him in his arms and said, "what story do you want to hear tonight?"

"You can't just tell those stories." Jiang Songyin disliked Tao, but he was honest: "long hair princess."

"Good." Jiang Xu began to tell him the story of the princess with long hair. In the middle of the story, Jiang Songyin was already asleep. Jiang Xiu put him aside and got up to open the window.

Night wind poured in, blowing long hair, she looked at a direction quietly.

Outside the window, there are lots of cars and lights. The hotel has a good geographical location. Standing here, you can see the logo of the Fu's company building not far away. Through the skyscraper, you can see the quiet and dark sky. In that direction, it stretches for dozens of kilometers, which is the dream water city.

At this time, the night, the wind through her thin pajamas seems to get into the bone, she just stood silent for a while, and then closed the window, a drop of cold water hit the back of her hand, she realized that she was crying.

Why do you cry?

Is it for returning to the homeland, or for the one who has been betrayed by her?