"How do you speak, Xia Xia has been busy all morning, apologize to Xia Xia quickly!"

Song Junxi glanced at me and said to Aunt Yao: "Even if you do things, you have to pick a good one, is the basin everywhere?"

Aunt Yao pretended to be angry and glared at Song Junxi: "Xia Xia, don't take it to heart, Junxi has no malicious intentions, okay, you go and rest, you don't need to clean up here!"

My mother also hurried out of the kitchen, looking at the scene and knowing what was going on: "Xia Xia, why are you so careless!

In fact, the moment I heard Aunt Yao's voice, I seemed to understand something, so I kept my head down and didn't dare to look at Aunt Yao's eyes.

"I'm sorry!" I whispered.

"Okay, okay, it's all children who are fine, Xia Xia, you go and rest!" Aunt Yao smiled and played a round.

I picked up the basin on the floor and hurried back to the room, and heard my mother say behind my back: "This kid is frizzy, I'll clean it up, breakfast is ready!"

"Okay, be careful, the ground is slippery!"

In the afternoon, Aunt Yao went out for beauty, my mother went out to buy groceries, and Song Junxi and I were left at home.

"Today's 。。。。。。 ”

"I know, it's nothing!" I laughed.

"I mean, I'm sorry for keeping your mother busy for a long time again!" These three words are really rare to come out of Song Junxi's mouth, but I can feel that he is sincere and his expression is very sincere.

"It's okay!" Actually, I want to say that we are used to doing things a lot, and it's nothing to do anything, but no matter how stupid I am, I know that Song Junxi just doesn't want me to work so hard, I understand!

"Xia Xia, in fact, I 。。。。。 The phone rang, and Song Junxi sighed and turned to answer the phone.

"Dad!" Song Junxi's tone was as indifferent as ever.

"I know, I'll tell Mom, but, Dad, it's been a long time since you've come back for dinner!" Song Junxi was extremely calm when he said this, but I could hear that he was actually very angry.

"Dad, you don't have to explain to me, do you think I'll believe it, the most important thing is what Mom thinks!" Song Junxi put down the phone after speaking.

I always felt that the phone call just now smelled of gunsmoke, but this was his family matter, and I didn't want to ask.

Uncle Song came back in the evening, although he was over forty years old, but because he was well maintained, he looked young and had the demeanor of a mature man with a successful career, Song Junxi looked very much like Uncle Song, but Song Junxi's expression looked more indifferent and uncaring about people.

At the dinner table, their family didn't talk much, and when I delivered the soup, I heard Uncle Song say that while Junxi was on vacation, the family went out on vacation, and Aunt Yao naturally agreed, but Song Junxi's face was still the same, and he didn't agree or disagree.

Aunt Yao touched her son's arm: "Dad, this is to stop work to accompany you to relax, don't thank you Dad, you kid!"

Song Junxi glanced at Uncle Song and didn't speak, but Uncle Song looked a little unnatural and put food on Song Junxi: "Eat more, you're growing your body!"

Aunt Yao's smile was a little more than usual.

The Song family went out to travel, and our family also followed for welfare, Mom didn't always have to stay at home, that May Day dad wanted me to be happy, our family also went to the nearby park to play, and we went out to eat together, I was naturally very happy.

I just feel that I feel like I'm used to Song Junxi's existence in life, and it seems a little empty.