Chapter 524: A Feeling of Home
A few black lines crossed Song Qianqian's forehead in an instant, her son was only five years old, and he had learned to bargain.
If this is a little bigger, it won't be like Lu Zihao who looks like a ruffian all day long.
"Lu Zihao, it's all your fault, if you hadn't ...... in the morning" Speaking of this, Song Qianqian was so blushing that he was almost speechless.
"What's wrong with me in the morning?"
As soon as he saw Song Qianqian's shy appearance, Lu Zihao couldn't help but want to tease her.
Song Qianqian rubbed his forehead, looking unbearable, "Lu Zihao, do you still want me to speak so thoroughly in front of the child?"
"I didn't say anything, shallow, why are you blushing again?"
Lu Zihao smiled evilly, and when he looked at Song Qianqian's red face like that ripe tomato, he couldn't help but tease.
"Lu Zihao......"
Song Qianqian couldn't bear it anymore, pretended to be angry and inserted his waist, and secretly twisted Lu Zihao's waist.
Lu Zihao raised his eyebrows and smiled evilly, his shallowness is always so cute.
"What are you doing? ”
Song's mother was waiting at home in a hurry, and she really didn't feel at ease, so she wanted to go downstairs to see if they had arrived. I didn't expect to see this family of three staring at each other joking when I went downstairs.
"Mom......"
"Grandma......
Lu Sihao suddenly jumped into Song's mother's arms, leaned his head directly on her shoulder and said, "Grandma, I miss you to death." ”
"Tell grandma, where do you want grandma to come?"
Song's mother hugged Lu Sihao, with a happy smile on her face.
"Grandma, my head thinks, my stomach thinks, I think about sleeping and dreaming at night. ”
Lu Sihao grabbed his grandmother's hand and put it on his stomach and said, "Grandma, listen, my stomach is still thinking about it now?"
"Hahaha......" Song's mother laughed heartily, pointed at his little nose and said, "You kid, are you hungry?"
"Sihao, come down, grandma is old, it's too tired to hold you. ”
Song Qianqian hurriedly hugged her son from her mother's arms, although Lu Sihao was only five years old, he was taller than other children of the same age, so she was worried that holding him like this, her mother's waist would not be able to stand it.
"It's fine. I haven't seen a child for a long time, and when I see it, I want to make out and make out. ”
Mother Song led Lu Sihao to look at Lu Zihao who was standing beside her daughter, seeing that his hands were full of things, and couldn't help frowning, "Didn't I tell you to buy so many things, don't you spend money on me?"
"Mom, I didn't buy anything else, I chose a set of clothes for you, and you can wear it after a while. ”
Lu Zihao followed behind Song Qianqian and said with a smile: "Mom, I'm sorry, I haven't come back to see you for a long time, are you okay?"
"It's good, it's good, I can eat and sleep, I just miss you a little. ”
Mother Song smiled, took Lu Sihao's hand and said, "Don't stand here, let's go home quickly, I made a lot of delicious food, and if I don't eat it, it will be cold." ”
"Great, you can eat the delicious food made by grandma......"
Lu Sihao cheered and walked forward with three jumps.
"What a snack. ”
Song Qianqian shook his head and said with an impatient smile.
"Just like you. ”
Lu Zihao said in her ear, and without waiting for Song Qianqian to react, she raised her legs and walked inside.
"Lu-Zi-Hao!"
Looking at Lu Zihao's accelerated back, Song Qianqian gritted his teeth and roared.
I really don't understand, he Lu Zihao is obviously a big boss, and he said that he should be steady and capable, but every time he is in front of her, he always looks unserious.
It's always easy to make her angry and make her laugh easily.
This Lu Zihao, she really has nothing to do with him.
As soon as he entered the door, a familiar fragrance came to his nose, and Song Qianqian took a few deep breaths, this rice is still the best at home.
"It smells so good. ”
Listening to her son's immature voice, Song Qianqian smiled happily, it seems that she still has the same feeling as her precious son.
Seeing his son's meaty hand stretching out towards the pig's trotters on the table, Song Qianqian hurriedly slapped the back of his hand, and deliberately said with a cold face: "Lu Sihao, have you washed your hands?"
Lu Sihao was also lively, stuck out his tongue and ran towards the bathroom.
"This kid is really getting more and more cute, Zihao, come on, wash your hands and eat." ”
Mother Song saw that Lu Zihao was still standing at the door, and the things in her hand had not been put down. She hurriedly walked over and took the things in Lu Zihao's hand.
"It's not the first time I've been here, so why did I suddenly become so restrained again. ”
Lu Zihao scratched his hands and smiled awkwardly.
Song Qianqian, who was on the side, didn't say a word for Lu Zihao, and looked at him and smirked.
"This kid, what are you smirking at, come here, Zihao, wash your hands and eat. ”
Song's mother was very enthusiastic, and pulled Lu Zihao and asked him to wash his hands.
"Shallow, Zihao came this time, why is it a little different from last time?"
Watching Lu Zihao's figure disappear into the corridor, Song's mother hugged her daughter and asked puzzledly.
"Mom, he's probably shy. ”
Song Qianqian covered his mouth and snickered, today's Lu Zihao is indeed a little different from before. The last time he came, he didn't know his true identity, and now that he has figured out his true identity, it seems even more unnatural.
"What? Shy, he's such a big man, how can he be shy? ”
Mother Song smiled and turned to the kitchen to get the dishes and chopsticks.
Song Qianqian followed behind her mother, helping her mother hold the dishes and chopsticks, she looked back and forth, from the moment she entered the door, why didn't she see her aunt?
"Mom, what about Auntie, you're not going to fire someone, are you?"
Song Qianqian looked at her mother distressedly, although her living conditions are much better now, her mother still can't change the habit of saving, and she is very economical in everything she does.
"No, it's Saturday and she's back to her hometown with her child. Do you know? Her son is very competitive, he is always at the top of the class in every exam, and he is also very sensible, he always helps us do this and that every time he comes, and if the lights in the house are broken, he can do it by himself. ”
Mother Song was smiling, and the smile on her face looked like it came from the bottom of her heart.
"Really, that's great. I can rest assured that I have a man at home. ”
Song Qianqian helped her mother sit back on the chair next to the dining table, and as soon as she put the rice in the bowl, Lu Zihao led her son who had washed his hands and walked over with a smile.
"Come on, Sihao, sit here grandma. ”
Seeing her grandson come out, Song's mother hurriedly took him over.
Lu Sihao was not shy, he sat directly in his grandmother's arms, opened his mouth and ate a green vegetable sandwiched by his grandmother into his mouth.
"Oh, that's ......"
One action made grandma laugh.
"Mom, let him eat by himself, you can't get used to him so much. ”
Song Qianqian didn't want her mother to be too tired, so she stretched out her hand and hugged Lu Sihao to the chair next to her and sat down.
"Mom, I want my grandmother to hold and eat. ”
Lu Sihao was coquettish, holding his mother's hand and shaking it back and forth.
"No, Sihao is a manly husband, how can you let your grandma hold it, besides, if your classmates know about it, then when you go to school again, everyone will definitely laugh at you." ”
Song Qianqian pulled out a chair and sat next to Lu Zihao, she looked at her son opposite and reasoned with him carefully and carefully.
"Shallow, forget it, the child hasn't seen me for a long time, he must be close when he sees me, I'm not tired, let me hold him." ”
Mother Song loved her grandson very much, and when she saw her grandson's pitiful appearance, her heart was sour.
"No, Mom, we can't let the child be so squeamish, besides, if he doesn't develop good habits when he is young, then he will grow up and will not be able to integrate into this cruel society. ”
Song Qianqian looked at his son, and then said, "Is Sihao a good boy?"
"Yes. ”
"And do you want to be a good boy forever?"
"Yes. ”
"Okay, that's the case, you have to follow the same way you eat at school, you eat how you eat at school, you drink water how you drink at school, in short, whether it's at school or at home, you have to develop good independent habits, you know?"
Although Lu Sihao was a little reluctant, he still nodded obediently.
"Alright, you can start eating. ”
Song Qianqian looked at her well-behaved son, although sometimes she herself was a little harsh, but no matter what, she wanted to give her son a chance to exercise and learn, so that even if she and Zihao were not by the child's side in the future, he could survive on his own.
"Grandma eats, Dad eats, Mom eats. ”
Lu Sihao said softly, lowered his head and began to eat by himself.
"Sihao is so good, you eat quickly. ”
Mother Song looked at her well-behaved grandson, she forgot to eat for a while, and just smiled and watched him take a shallow bite of rice into his mouth, like that, not to mention how fragrant it was.
"Mom, you can eat too, you have worked hard today and prepared so many delicious foods for us. ”
Lu Zihao sandwiched the dishes for Song Qianqian, and did not forget to thank Song's mother.
His father and all his family had passed away five years ago, and today was the first time he had come to the Song family in the body of a family.
Although he pretended to be Song Qianqian's husband last time, this time it was completely different from last time.
This time, he came here as a real family member, and it was inevitable that he would be very nervous.
Moreover, Song's mother gave him a very kind feeling, and her bright smile was like the warm sun in winter, which made him feel extremely warm. Her gentle voice, just like when he was a child, every time his grandmother woke him up for a nap, the voice was extremely gentle, and it also made him very attached.
When he came here, he really felt like home.
For the first time in five years, he felt this way.
"Zihao, it's okay, don't be polite to me, we are now a family, this is your home, if you want to say thank you, it should be me thank you, you have helped our family so much, and you have taken care of my daughter and grandson so well. ”