"What are you going to do tomorrow?"

Hearing Xia Liu's inquiry, Song Hui smiled and said, "My mother has a friend who is an obstetrics and gynecology specialist in the hospital, she has a lecture tomorrow morning, can you accompany me?"

"What about the afternoon?"

"Go to my mother's place for dinner!"

"I'm talking about listening to the lecture. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"Let's go shopping!"

"Aren't you going to play with your friends? aren't you going to read?"

"I'm going to quit, what books do I still read? I just want to spend time with my son now. ”

"You did it on purpose. ”

"You just found out!"

Two weeks later, Song Hui, who came to the hospital for a physical examination, held Xia Liu's hand nervously and waited for the hospital's physical examination report.

Xia Liu looked at Song Hui in confusion and asked, "Why do you want children so much? You are only twenty-four now!"

Song Hui: "Don't you think it's good to have a child? Listen to him affectionately call himself, pull himself, and rely on himself." Look at your child's clear eyes, kiss his little hands, and listen to his voice. Don't you think it's a kind of happiness?"

Xia Liu: "I heard that giving birth hurts, aren't you afraid?"

"Don't be afraid. Seeing that Song Hui looked hopeless, Xia Liu had no choice but not to speak. Song Hui, who couldn't stay idle, said her tirade again, brainwashing Xia Liu. Hearing this, Xia Liu hurriedly plugged in the headphones, and when she saw that she was still unrelenting, she smiled and said, "What if it's not a son?"

"Then there is another one!"

Xia Liu, who heard the words, was convinced, and begged for mercy: "I can't afford to raise one, and it's terrible to have another one!"

"You don't raise me. ”

"I'm too lazy to talk to you. ”

Seeing the doctor come over with the physical examination report, Xia Liu hurriedly got up, and when he saw him say congratulations, his heart suddenly quieted down, but the smile on his face couldn't dissipate.

"My parents would be absolutely happy to hear it. Hearing this, Xia Liu looked at Song Hui uneasily and said, "I think they will kill me." ”

Every time he came to Song's father's house, Xia Liu felt like he was going home, but when he heard the news of Song Hui's pregnancy today, the happy faces of the two elders suddenly sank.

At this time, Song Qishan looked at Song Hui, who was excited, then at Xia Liu, and asked, "What are you going to do!"

Knowing that if he didn't give an answer, he would definitely not be able to get out of this home, so Xia Liu had no choice but to say: "Uncle, I'm still studying, and I already have a ......." ”

"He's got his own idea, so

Don't worry!"

Father Song: "That's good! I heard that you are going to England." ”

Xia Liu didn't hide it: "Well, I want to go and see." ”

"It's good for young people to have ideas, but the problem is the child in Qing'er's belly, what should I do?" Father Song's words made Xia Liu take the lead in drinking, but he knew that he couldn't give a promise, so he had to keep his mouth shut.

Song Hui on the side answered: "Dad, don't you want me to study for a doctorate, I can accompany him to study in the UK!"

Father Song blew his beard and glared, and said unhappily: "Then what about my grandson?"

Song Hui: "With his father here, are you still afraid that I will be hungry?"

Mother Song: "That's it, I think Xia Liu, this kid is very good at taking care of people, so don't worry about it." ”

Father Song: "Okay, I'll say hello to your principal...... ”

The next day, Song's mother took Song Hui to the school to handle related matters, and Xia Liu, who had nothing to do, came to her home. Looking at the little dust on the ground, he wanted to pick up the mop and clean it, but then he took it back like an electric shock, and the words that Shi Mengyao wanted to say sounded in his mind again: "Don't touch my home with your dirty hands." ”

I made a phone call to the housekeeping company, and after watching them finish cleaning, I slowly lay down on the sofa, watching the whistling of the sea breeze outside, the cheerful beating of children, and the ......sound of the piano that I hadn't touched for a long time.

"Why didn't you contact me? Do you have a ghost in your heart? Or do you leave silently like Duanmu Rong? Do you know? I hate this kind of person the most, no, maybe you and her are all the way, the wrong thing is that I think of myself too much. ”