"I'm sorry, is it useful? Can I make up for my worries these days, and wash my face with tears?"

Xia Liu was a little depressed, and said helplessly: "If you have something to say, you keep crying, it's troublesome! If you cry again, I'll leave tonight and let your mother and son live your life." ”

As soon as these words came out, Song Yuqing obediently stopped her tears. Looking at the beautiful woman who cried into tears, Xia Liu wiped away her tears distressedly, and said with a smile while wiping: "I found out that after you had a child, it became different. The former Teacher Song was full of the country and the city, sinking fish and geese, closing the moon and embarrassing flowers, looking like my beauty is the best in the world, and the rest of the women are a piece of cake for you, they are simply invincible and invincible. In my heart, it is like the reincarnation of Zhuge and Hua Tuo's rebirth. My admiration for her is like a surging river, endless. Like now, those who suffer from gains and losses are not confident at all. ”

Song Yuqing buried her head in Xia Liu's arms and said coquettishly: "Am I as narcissistic as you say?"

"Almost, almost. Take me out of the dark tomorrow?"

"I'm afraid. ”

"I'll be with you. ”

"Hmm!"

……

"Song Wen, you come over to Lao Tzu, what did you say to your mother?

Seeing his father looking at him menacingly, Song Wen hurriedly ran into his mother's arms, took her hand, and said coquettishly: "Mom~, you see that Dad usually treats me like this." ”

Xia Liu looked at the coquettish Song Wen a little helplessly, and said angrily: "The good son you taught, the loving mother is a loser." ”

Song Yuqing smiled, and you were right. Looking at the mother and son who were enemies, Xia Liu had no choice but to surrender, leave his luggage at school, and accompany the mother and son to the Internet café. Seeing that Song Wen wanted to play, Xia Liu had to give him the position.

Someone with good deeds posted this scene on the Internet, which caused a heated discussion, and the title was ...... pit dad since he was a child.

"When are you going back?"

Late at night, seeing Song Wen falling asleep, Xia Liu carefully closed the door. sat on the chair outside with Song Yuqing, looking at her quietly, waiting for her reply.

Song Yuqing smiled but did not speak, got up and left the chair, came to the river, found a piece of land, sang softly, danced, under the light of the moonlight, like a little elf, beautiful. With the wind blowing, she loosened her tightly bound hair with her hand. Her hair is like a waterfall flowing down, and her beauty is more moving and charming than before. It's just that her beauty only blooms to one person, and that is him.

This is him, he is very confused for Xia Liu, he doesn't know if it's himself or him. Or, what about both, but he didn't have the heart to think about these questions tonight, his eyes were filled with the figure in front of him, and in the faint light of the fireflies, he hugged the trembling body in his arms tightly.

Looking at the beautiful woman in front of her, with tenderness. This love melted the marriage that Xia Liu had insisted on for many years, inspired him to feel guilty for many years, kissed him deeply, felt the coldness from his lips, and the unfamiliarity, Xia Liu's heart was even more self-reproachful, and remembered her sentence: "I can be widowed, but Wen'er can't live without father's love." ”

"You've never looked for a lover?"

Hearing this, Song Yuqing bit him the neck and said dissatisfiedly: "What do you think of me." ”

Immediately, the words turned into more intense action, and the two of them rolled in the grass by the river with red faces. Obviously, this is not a good place. The two who got up again looked at each other affectionately, and the misunderstandings of the past were dull again. Song Yuqing on her back kept scratching Xia Liu's neck and arms with her hands. Xia Liu, who felt the itch, quickened his pace and walked quickly home. looked back at Song Yuqing from time to time, and saw that her eyes were like silk, spitting fragrance in her ears, and kissing the side of her face with her mouth .......

The next day, Xia Liu, who was shaken awake, looked at his son beside the bed a little weakly, yawned, and said, "What's wrong?"

"Dad, I'm hungry. ”

"Ask your mother to make it for you. ”

"Mom sleeps deeper than you, I can't wake up. ”

Xia Liu took out his mobile phone, looked at the time, it was already ten o'clock, he wanted to get up, and he was just about to get out of bed before he remembered that he was naked. Then he said to Song Wen: "Son, you go out first, and Dad will come right away." ”

Seeing Song Wen obediently walk out, Xia Liu hurriedly got dressed, jumped out of bed, and changed into shoes. Looking at his son who was so hungry that he stomped his feet, Xia Liu had to lead him to a commissary not far away to buy food. Back home, with their harpoons in hand, father and son went to the river and concentrated on catching fish. At this time, although Song Wen couldn't catch a fish, he was already able to stand smoothly in the water.

Carrying three half-pound fish, the father and son came home talking and laughing. Song Yuqing stared at the decent Song Wen at the door of her house, couldn't stop smiling, and sneered.

"Dad, don't look at it, Wen'er is hungry. ”

"Tell your mom to do it!"

"My mother's cooking was not delicious, so she often took me to my grandmother's and grandmother's house for dinner. ”

Hearing her son's count, Song Yuqing consciously didn't overdo it. When he came to the kitchen, Song Wen, who was very small, put on the small stool that his father made for him, and watched his father cook seriously. He has a little secret, he wants to cook for his mother.

"Dad. We all had chairs, but my mother didn't. ”

Xia Liu knocked his son's little hand with chopsticks, and said dissatisfiedly: "Why do you do everything, all towards your mother? Why don't you want to think about it, in case your father's hand is cut by bamboo, what will you eat?"

"Eat instant noodles!"

Xia Liu, who was speechless, glanced at Song Yuqing and muttered, "Is it biological." ”

After eating, Song Wen happily took his mother's hand, followed his father, and came to the bamboo forest. At this time, the young people in the village quipped: "Brother Liu, why is this time different from the last time! Who is your wife!"

Xia Liu looked back at Song Yuqing, who looked forward to it, smiled awkwardly, and said, "It's all, it's all it." ”

In the laughter of men, women and children, Xia Liu could only smile, did not speak, and walked into the bamboo forest.

Song Yuqing, who was guarding outside, glanced at his son suspiciously, and said, "Son, didn't you say that your father bullied you?

"But I miss my mother, I'm afraid my mother doesn't want Wen'er. That's when I tricked my mother into coming back. ”

looked at Song Wen like a child who had done something wrong, and lowered his head. Song Yuqing stroked him distressedly and said with a smile: "Silly child, how could my mother not want you! However, does your father know about this?"

"I don't know, but I'm not afraid of him! Dad just looks fierce, as long as Wen'er is obedient, he depends on me for everything. But from time to time, Mom, Dad said, "Am I born?" What does it mean? Am I not his own?"

Song Wen's words made Song Yuqing silent for a long time, she knew what Xia Liu meant, that was five years ago. But now, in the future, she is worthy of her heart, he is his son. Because Xia Liu is Xia Liu, Song Yutian is Song Yutian. She loves the former and misses the latter.

"Of course, you weren't born to your father, how could he be so nice to you. ”

Song Wen showed his little tiger teeth, hummed a nursery rhyme, and looked into the bamboo forest from time to time to .......