Chapter 597: Sand Sculpture Brother and Sister
"Let's eat first, and we'll talk about that later. ”
Song Chunsheng spoke, and the topic ended here.
Jin Ge obediently shut up, ate quietly, and poured wine for the elders diligently, doing his duty as a caring junior.
Song Chunan talked about adopting Song Zhao.
The captain frowned slightly, reminding him:
"It's better not to make a big deal about it yet.
I know you have an idea, and you want to call Song Zhao a dignified and honest father, but this is nothing.
But now that the situation has just improved, it's uncertain what will happen in the future, in case there are still those who jump up and down to make trouble, isn't it still our family who suffers?
Let's stay steady.
Besides, there is also the previous incident between Jiang Xiaoyue and Song Weimin, and there are already those broken mouths who don't understand the situation, and some gossip is spread blindly;
Song Chunan swallowed a mouthful of meat absentmindedly, drooped his eyelids and said:
"I'm afraid of them? I don't live in their mouths, I just have to live my own life. I can't lose my son anyway. ”
Song Zhao, who was slow down on the kang next door, had red circles in his eyes, and suddenly lowered his head and pulled a large mouthful of rice, chewing hard as if someone was angry.
Li Shengnan served him a bowl of soup, and didn't say anything to tell him to eat slowly and not choke, but the meaning was all in the bowl.
Song Ci was separated by people, stretching out little jiojio and kicking the eldest brother.
When Song Zhao looked up, she pulled her eyelids with her fingers and made an extremely ugly grimace at him.
Song Miao snorted and watched the fun, quickly took her hand away, gently tapped her little nose and said naughty, and took out a handkerchief to wipe her sister's hands.
Song Zhao was stunned by his sister's grimace, and it took a while to come back to his senses, and he looked at her several more times, making sure that he was still the beautiful and cute sister, so he breathed a sigh of relief and continued to eat with peace of mind.
As for the little bit of miscellaneous things in my heart just now, I have already been shocked to the point that there is no half left.
Li Shenxing slowly put down his chopsticks, went around behind Li Shengnan and pulled his eldest brother's clothes, and when he turned his head to look at it, he suddenly made a weird-looking grimace.
Song Zhao looked at his little face that had been ravaged beyond recognition defenselessly, and the mouthful of soup he drank into his mouth almost squirted out!
Seeing that the eldest brother was frightened, Li Shenxing put down his hand with satisfaction, picked up the chopsticks and continued to eat as if nothing had happened.
After watching this scene, Song Laidi laughed out loud, causing Song Miao to laugh too.
Song Ci raised his eyebrows and exchanged smug glances with his little cousin, and both bowed their heads to eat obediently, quite a kind of detachment that everyone was drunk and I was awake.
Song Zhao finally swallowed the food in his mouth, and his face was slightly hot from being laughed at.
Look at the younger brothers and sisters who can pretend to be more than the other, he grinds his teeth with hatred, and wants to take revenge, but he feels that he can't surpass the ugliness of the two of them.
At the same time of frustration, Song Zhao couldn't help but wonder, why did the two beautiful and smart babies do it so skillfully and well? Have they ever practiced it? What is the point of practicing this?
I always feel that he has a pair of younger brothers and sisters who don't take the usual path, and the days will not stop in the future.
The laughter in the inner room quickly attracted Jin Ge's earnest inquiry, and then relayed it to the men in the outer room, and attached Song Zhao's entrustment.
Song Zhao said that he didn't want to treat him to a big deal. Recognizing relatives is our own business, so why should we invite others to eat for nothing? With these delicious foods, he wants to honor his family even more. ”
The captain nodded in approval:
"The child is right, if you don't do it, you want to be in the limelight, it's better to be real at home.
Anzi, you just changed jobs, and your foundation is not stable, be careful of others looking at you, pulling your pigtails indiscriminately, stumbling on your back, and writing anonymous letters to accuse you of your black state. ”