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Mrs. Song is okay, after all, she is an adult and a woman, and she has a little self-control. (Please search, the novel is better and faster!)

But a little guy doesn't have this concept, he can't write the word reserved, since it's really delicious, then follow the truest reaction in his heart: call it. ~

Seeing the satisfied smile on her son's little face, Mrs. Song felt more and more that she had come to the right place.

Since the death of her husband, she has to manage the company and take care of the children alone, which is actually quite hard.

Due to her busy work, she didn't have time to care more about her son, so she had to do more in her spare time after work, and try her best to do what she could for her son and give him the warmth of maternal love.

Cooking your own meals is one of them.

Mrs. Song has always considered herself to be a superb cook, and she really doesn't care about nannies and the like, so she insists on cooking for her son almost every day.

But the food is a thing, and you will always get tired of eating it for a long time.

Since I'm tired of it, I have to think of ways to change it.

The question is, where are the patterns so easy to change? Xiao Zi, the child, has eaten a lot of good things since he was a child, and his small mouth is very tricky, once he becomes unappetizing, he will play a temper and skip eating, just like a little gourmet.

For this reason, Song Jia really has a headache, she is busy with her career and children all day long, and her head is already big enough, and it is really not enough to ask her to take time out to study cooking.

But today, she finally found a nirvana against her precious son: Uncle Pilot! ~

Anyway, this uncle is really special, handsome, can cook, good kung fu, and most importantly, he is very patient with children, and at the same time there is no lack of majesty, and he is also very good at fooling. ~

After the meal, Xiao Zi was in high spirits and shouted to go out to play.

Mrs. Song, of course, could not agree and stipulated that he must finish his homework before he could go out.

Xiao Zi didn't listen, and Mrs. Song could only show her mother's majesty and order him to be obedient, otherwise he would be beaten.

It's a pity that the little guy has never been afraid of his mother, and it's not easy to scare or something.

At the critical moment, the pilot uncle had to go out, only to see someone pack up the dishes and chopsticks and come over, and in a few words, the little guy obediently entered the room, opened the small schoolbag and started to do homework.

"Awesome! ~~" Mrs. Song bowed to the wind, and couldn't help but give someone a thumbs up and praise from the bottom of her heart.

"Makes you smile." Chen Weidong shrugged his shoulders, "Actually, children are not so difficult to deal with, the key is to find the right way." A little boy like Xiao Zi who has dreams and vitality has to use his dreams to stab. Provoke him, guide him, encourage him, not indulge him, accommodate him, and spoil him. You might as well try it as I say in the future, maybe you can get twice the result with half the effort. ”

"Okay, I'll listen to you. ~" Mrs. Song smiled slightly, and two blushes appeared on her snow-white cheeks, which made her even more delicate.

Beautifu1…… Chen Weidong secretly scored a high score of more than 9o in his heart.

Although she is already a child's mother, a has the beauty of a, and Mrs. Song has waved this beauty to a realm, which can be called charm.

Of course, whether Mr. Song is beautiful or not has little to do with someone, at best, it can only play an eye-catching role.

So someone obediently washed the dishes.

Halfway through, Mrs. Song also came over to help, and asked about Xiaoyun and Xiaoxue while washing.

"Oh, the sisters ran away from home and didn't return for days, so the old man sent for them to take them home."

Regarding this matter, Chen Weidong told the truth, but it was just this simple sentence, and it was impossible to say more, after all, the matter was important, and it could not be talked about without responsibility.

Fortunately, Mrs. Song is not a particularly curious person, so she just learned about it casually, and turned to ask about the 5.12 shooting.

She hasn't been here for the past few days, but she has learned a little bit about watching the news, and it was really shocking to learn that the location of such a rare and big case was actually in the Graceland community......

Of course, Chen Weidong couldn't tell her the truth, so he simply used Miss Yun's "slander" against him, saying that he was watching TV in the house at the time, and when he heard the gunshot, he first went to the window out of curiosity and took a look, and then a bullet flew by the window......

"I really don't lie to you, Sister Song, I saw a firelight at that time, and the ground passed in front of my nose, and the situation was really dangerous!" Someone swore with an oath, foaming at the mouth.

"And then?"

"Then of course I was scared, my forehead and back were wet, and at that moment, I suddenly remembered the anti-Japanese war movies I watched when I was a child, so I quickly ran back and hid under the netg."

"That's it...... That's it?? ”

"yes, that's all."

Mrs. Song stopped talking, she didn't take someone's words seriously - just imagine, how can a well-intentioned young man who can get into the white blade empty-handed for a girl she doesn't know, and try to catch a thief even if he is injured, how can he be so timid?

As soon as I heard the gunshots, I was so frightened that I hid under the netg...... Are you sure it's the same person? A person's personality still has changed like this? Are you acting in a movie?

It follows that what someone says is not necessarily the truth.

As for why he made up such a paragraph, Mrs. Song didn't want to spend more time exploring it, after all, everyone has their own little secrets, and the difference is just more and less.

Chen Weidong...... This young man is clearly a man with a story.

Mrs. Song is no longer a girl, she naturally knows how to communicate with such a man, since someone didn't take the initiative to mention it, then let him be, if she insists on asking, it is estimated that it will only backfire.

After washing the dishes, Chen Weidong took his clothes and went to take a shower, while Song Jia habitually sat on the sand, opened his notebook and began to check the newly received e-mai1.

Recently, the company's financial situation is not very good, and she, the president, is to blame, and the workload is amazingly large every day, and she can't even relax when she goes home from work, so she can only bring work into her life.

In less than 1o minutes, Xiao Zi ran out of the room in a hurry, saying that he couldn't do his homework and asked his mother to accompany him to do it.

"Xiao Zi is good, I don't know how to do it, I have to study my own, my mother can help you now, who will help you in the future exams?" Mrs. Song touched her son's head and spoke bitterly.

"Exams?" Xiao Zi blinked, puzzled.

He is only five and a half years old this year, has just entered kindergarten, and obviously does not understand what an "exam" is.

"Yes, the 'exam' is a big monster that eats children who want to be pilots, are you afraid? ~" Someone's voice came out at the right time.

He had just finished taking a shower, and before he could put on his coat, there was only a small tank top on top of his jeans.

The two pectoral muscles bulged high, holding the vest so tightly that it looked like it could burst at any moment.

On the bronzed skin, a little bit of residual water droplets are slowly sliding down the knotted green tendons.

Xiao Zi's mouth opened into an O-shape, although he didn't know what it meant to be in good shape at a young age, but someone's current image just met some of the definitions of a hero in his mind.

Look at the people, look at Spider-Man, and then look at the captain of country M, Ultraman Tiga or something, all of them are masters with perfect bodies and muscles.

So, in the concept of the little guy, muscle and strength can be equated.

Chen Weidong looked at him stunned, so he smiled and knocked on his little head: "What, are you afraid?" ”

"Not really!" Xiao Zi came back to his senses and immediately waved his fist vigorously, "I'm not afraid of any 'exam', it dares to be arrogant, I will use dynamic light waves to beat it back into the universe!" ”

"Good, courage!" Chen Weidong patted the little guy on the head and led him into the study.

"Xiao Zi, my uncle told you, this guy 'exam' is very powerful, and he will definitely not be able to beat it with a dynamic light wave."

"Ah...... So what to use? ”

"Hah! ~ You asked the right person this question, come, uncle will teach you. ~”

"Oh, yes! ~”

……

Listening to the conversations between one big and one small in the room, Song Jia couldn't help but hook the corners of his mouth.

This Xiao Chen is really good at fooling, Xiao Zi was dizzy as soon as he arrived in front of him, and he was obedient to whatever he was at his mercy.

This kind of ability, it is probably impossible to learn in my life.

Hey, look at the damn thing...... What a failure! ~

Smiling happily, Mrs. Song continued to work at the desk, gradually forgetting the time.

I don't know how long later, when her eyelids were fighting and she was drowsy, a beautiful sound of the piano quietly sounded, injecting her with a bit of energy.

What kind of tune is this, it's pretty good.

Song Jia got up and moved his muscles and walked towards the study.

When she reached the door, she couldn't help but be stunned for a moment - in front of the old piano, a young man was dancing his fingertips, directing his black and white keys to dance.

The beautiful melody flows freely, sometimes lightly, sometimes passionately, and finally turns into a flowing breeze, flying freely, and the fingering is extremely fast and light, endless.

"Good!" After playing the song, Song Jia couldn't help but applaud.

"Sister Song, you're laughing at me again." Chen Weidong got up and smiled at the landlady.

As for Xiao Zi next to him, this kid is probably still immersed in the world of music and hasn't pulled it out.

It wasn't until Chen Weidong touched his little head that he suddenly sobered up, hugged Chen Weidong's thigh and shouted, saying that he wanted to learn piano and go to class tomorrow to play it for Wang Xiaoman.

"Who?" Chen Weidong frowned, "Who is Wang Xiaoman?" ”

"Wang Xiaoman, it's one of his female classmates in kindergarten." Mrs. Song walked in with a smile and scratched her son's little nose.

Wipe! This kid ...... Sure enough, there is a chance! ~

If it weren't for the kid still standing next to him, someone would have given him a thumbs up and 32 likes! ~

"Xiao Chen, I can't see that you can still play the piano." Mrs. Song looked back and smiled.

"Where, just playing around." Chen Weidong modestly paused.

"You can play so well with blind play, how can you make us people who are born with incomplete tones embarrassed? ~”

"Sister Song, you ......"

"Haha, by the way, what's the name of this song, I've never heard it."

"This song ......" Chen Weidong hesitated for a moment, and suddenly got stuck.

Some pictures that should have been very beautiful and innocent came to mind, making a trace of gloom suddenly appear on his face......