"This ...... This ...... "My mom is even more embarrassed than me."

Song Cheng held back a smile and coughed heavily: "Mom, then you talk slowly, I'll go out first." ”

He turned and went out the door, leaving me alone, and I suddenly had a big head and looked at my mother carefully.

My mom closed the bedroom door, and then she relaxed and gave me a strange look.

"Mom, what's wrong?" I walked over to the couch and sat down, my face still a little hot, my head bowed.

"I just want to ask you if there's anything you want to eat, and Mom will make it for you."

"Oh, I really want to eat fish, I want to stew soup, and the stew is delicious." I pursed my lips and began to drool at the thought of the taste of the fish soup.

My mom said yes, and she went and made me my favorite crucian carp soup when I was a kid.

She walked to the door, and her steps stopped, as if she wanted to say something.

After a while, as if he had made up his mind, he walked back to the couch and sat down, bit his lower lip, and looked at me with an embarrassed expression.

I was uncomfortable with her and muttered, "Mom, if you have something, just say it." ”

My mother coughed, looked at me meaningfully, and stiffly admonished: "Right right, you have just given birth not long ago, you should pay more attention to your body." ”

"Don't worry, I eat and drink well, sleep well, and my health is very good."

"I mean," my mother gritted her teeth and said earnestly, "I mean, you and Xiao Song, you're not too young, why don't you pay attention at all?" The wound on your stomach is not healed yet, and you can't do things between husband and wife now, understand? ”

My mother's words almost blew me up.

I feel that my old face of more than 20 years is gone in an instant, and my face is hot as if it is about to drip blood, which is really embarrassing.

"Mom, I'm ......"

"Mom knows, you young people are patronizing and happy, but your body is your own, you must take care of it, otherwise when you are old in the future, who will feel sorry for you?"

She muttered, it really cost me my life.

I really regret dying, why did you just push Song Cheng to the wall?

My mom must have misunderstood!

I can't explain it yet, otherwise it will get darker and darker.

Listening to her say a bunch of things to pay attention to, my heart almost collapsed, and I was relieved after waiting for her to finish for a long time.

Sent her out the door, and as soon as she turned around, she saw Song Cheng coming out of the next room with a thief smile on his face.

He glanced downstairs and saw my mother walking towards the kitchen, so he relieved himself and leaned in front of me and joked, "What did Mom tell you?" ”

I blackened my face and glared at him fiercely, my cheeks bulging at each side.

Song Cheng burst out laughing, pinched my mouth with both hands, pulled it outward, and muttered, "Why are you puffing up like a frog?" ”

"You say, it's not all your fault." I slapped his hand away, dragged him by the arm, and dragged the man into the bedroom, mimicking what my mom had just said from beginning to end.

Song Cheng heard half of it, so he fell on the bed and laughed, pounding the sheets with his fists, and the fun was endless.

I was still a little angry, but when he laughed at it, I couldn't help but laugh along.

When the child was born, he was six pounds and seven taels, and his body was great, and he had grown a lot in a month.

The originally wrinkled little face is now white and tender, the skin is smooth like a flower, and there is a milky fragrance on the body, not to mention finding more people to like.

Sometimes I rub her little face and I am reluctant to let go, I can't believe that my daughter is so beautiful.

No wonder my mom said she was exactly like me when I was a kid, if I wasn't good-looking, how could she be so beautiful?

Song Cheng listened to my words and sneered directly, saying that the child was born good-looking, and it was all because of him, who was a father, who was handsome.

I glanced at him speechlessly, bared my teeth and said, "You're so handsome, why don't you give birth to one yourself?" ”

"Right, right, what are you talking about?" Before Song Cheng could squeak, my mother's elbow turned to his side.

I sighed, thinking that it was really my mother-in-law who looked at her son-in-law, and the more I looked at it, the happier I became.

"Mom, the right right is a little faster, don't talk about her." Song Cheng also pretended to be a big-tailed wolf and spoke for me hypocritically.

Sure enough, my mother put on an expression of "Look, how good Xiao Song is to you", signaling me to learn from him.

This Song Cheng has learned to put on small shoes for me secretly, and he will treat him when he goes back to his room at night!

The child's name is Song Die, and his nickname is Xiao Die. Stacking means overlapping, and in her, it's not just the expectations that are placed on her.

The small stacks of full moon wine were held very grandly, and everyone who could get on the stage came.

Song Cheng took this opportunity to tell the people outside that the Song family had really stood up in his hands, and if those who had ghosts in their hearts wanted to make any ideas, he would definitely not be relenting.

The Feng family fell, the Shen family also collapsed, and we were the only ones who had the last laugh.

I specially called the eldest lady and asked her if it was convenient for her to come.

The eldest lady was silent for a moment, and said that she considered it.

On the day of the full moon wine, I waited for a long time, but she didn't show up, but just sent a secretary over, saying that Song Cheng and his father needed someone to take care of him, and the eldest lady couldn't leave.

I have a mirror in my heart, Xiao Die's relationship with the eldest lady is not at all, and she should not come back.

Although no one arrived, a lot of gifts for the children were prepared, and all of them were taken to the storage room upstairs by Song's mother, and then taken out to play when the small stack was bigger.

In the evening, when I send the guests away, I will lie down tired, groggily leaning on the sofa, and I have no strength at all.

Xiaodian was also tired, and my mother carried her upstairs to sleep.

Song Cheng and I sat side by side on the sofa like fools, twisting our necks and looking at each other, looking at each other, and couldn't help laughing, and the tiredness on our bodies was reduced a lot.

Just then, there was a brake sound outside the door.

I raised my hand and poked Song Cheng's belly, and pouted outside: "Go and see, who's coming?" ”

Song Cheng didn't bother to move, he made a look, and the servant immediately trotted out, and when he came back, he was holding a huge box in his arms.

The box is large in size and exquisitely packaged, and it is estimated that the contents are also worth a lot of money.

I was simply shocked by this bold style, and quickly asked, "Who sent it?" ”

The servant shook his head, and I was about to go out to take a look, when I heard the sound of a car driving away.

Song Cheng muttered, "Just open it and take a look." As he spoke, he grabbed the bow on the lid and pulled it open.

When the lid is lifted, the contents are rolled up in a roll, which looks like a painting or a work of calligraphy.

I was even more puzzled, and I counted all the people I knew, and I didn't think of anyone who had such leisure and elegance.

"It's so literary, take it apart and take a look."

Song Cheng uncovered the rope on the scroll, placed the scroll on the wool carpet, and slowly opened it.

I was greeted by a familiar face with a quiet smile on his face, wearing a cool tulle skirt in the summer, this person was me!

I was shocked, especially when I saw the child in my arms, and I covered my mouth.

The child is simply drawn according to the appearance of Xiao Die, with big black eyes, not thick eyebrows, with a small nose and pink lips, very cute.

The scroll is unsigned, and only an orchid the size of a fingernail is drawn at the very end.

In a flash of light, Feng Ruobai's name broke into my mind.

It's his painting!

This orchid was his mother's favorite flower when she was alive!

I still remember that the handkerchief I got from him was embroidered with such a small orchid.

"Who the hell did this?"

Song Cheng's angry voice sounded in my ears, and he looked at the two people in the painting with a gloomy face, his expression a little gloomy.

Looking down and seeing my expression, his face changed suddenly, and he suddenly asked, "Feng Ruobai sent it?" ”

I choked on the spot, it was about Feng Ruobai, and his mind was really fast.

He also asked, "How did you guess that?" ”

"I know just by looking at your expression." Song Cheng snorted angrily and said dissatisfiedly, "When did you send him the photo of you and Xiao Die?" ”

I hurriedly shook my head: "I didn't, he has been gone for so long, I haven't contacted him at all"

When I looked down at the painting again, I couldn't help but feel a chill down my spine.

Where did Feng Ruobai get the photos? Is there still one of his people in the country?

I was speechless for a while, and my heart was in a mess, so I hurriedly rolled up the painting, put it in the box, and persuaded Song Cheng: "Don't be nervous, I'll call him later and ask what the hell is going on." ”

Song Cheng didn't say anything on the surface, but his face finally turned cloudy, revealing a little extravagant smile.