Song Gaoli went very simply, and he didn't suffer too much, which can be regarded as a relief.

Song Chun'an and Li Shengnan took Song Zhao to handle the old man's posthumous affairs, and they were running around for two days.

Everything is according to what the old man said before his death, the funeral is simple, after the body is cremated, the ashes are sprinkled into the sea and returned to nature.

Song Zhao cried so much that his voice was hoarse, his eyes were always swollen, he couldn't sleep well at night, and he couldn't eat.

Helpless, Song Ci had no choice but to give him two stitches to ensure that he had a basic sleep time every day and couldn't burn his body out.

Li Shengnan also took extra care of Song Zhao, asked for warmth, and also had some scruples about the food, making vegetarian dishes, and chatting about his heart.

Song Zhao couldn't eat, so Li Shengnan soaked him in milk powder, boiled vegetable porridge and gnocchi soup and thin noodles, and fed him a spoonful to his mouth.

Although Song Zhao was sad, he had a strong nature in the end, and he still had the shyness unique to a young man, and he was embarrassed to ask someone to take care of him like a three-year-old doll.

Then he took the initiative to move his household registration, and he changed his words and called his parents.

Song Chunan has no problem with adopting this son.

Song Zhao has been in and out of his house for a long time, and he has long been inseparable from half of his son, and this time it is just a little more formal, so that the child can rest assured that he still has a home.

Since the child also has such a will, and his family has no objection, Song Chunan specially greeted the family, and took Song Zhao to move the household registration to his own book on weekdays.

Although the old Song family of the family is not separated, it is actually similar to a split family.

The old couple followed their eldest son Song Chunsheng's family, with a younger brother who could earn his own work and eat;

The second Song Chunli was kicked out, and there will be no such person in the future;

Needless to say, the third and fourth are the old;

Song Chun'an, the fifth child, found a good job in the technical station, and moved out of the household registration office, and even moved his residence to the countryside;

Song Chunqing, the sixth child, has built most of the new houses, and he will be able to do happy events before the end of the year.

Now it's really like splitting up, but it's a more prosperous posture, and there is no bullshit like the brothers' wall, and they are all as friendly and affectionate as before, who in the village is not envious?

Especially counting Song Chun'an's most impressive!

Song Chunan works in the unit, and when he has something to do, he has to go to the villages in the township, sit on duty if he has nothing to do, take one day off a week, and always take time to go home to see his father and mother and have a meal together.

After deciding to adopt Song Zhao, Song Chunan wanted to go back and hold a family recognition banquet, making this matter more formal, which might be good for the child and more down-to-earth.

Song Zhao is still sad, his appetite has not recovered, so he doesn't want to toss;

But I still appreciate the love of my new father in my heart, and I look more smiling on my face.

"Dad, don't bother, it's not a big deal, we know it, we have it, why spend money in vain.

It just so happens that the uncle is about to have a happy event, and when the time comes, relatives and neighbors will come to the feast, and by the way, I will have it?"

Song Chunan added another piece of honeycomb coal to the stove, and the lid of the stove was lifted, and a puff of smoke came out, which was a little choking.

He hurriedly sat down on the iron pot, added two waters, scooped cold water, covered the pot and boiled it, walked over to wash the handle, and looked at him:

"You're just afraid of spending money, aren't you? Daddy is happy to give you flowers. ”

What is this overlord speech!

Song Ci and Sijiu were nesting in the recliner next to each other, covering with a small blanket, reading a book on the stove, when they suddenly heard her father's speech, and couldn't help but look up at him twice.

Today's Comrade Song Chun'an's aura is two meters eight!