Chapter Ninety-Five: Madam, Miss Song is in love

Song Huanian smiled from ear to ear, and his two little paws kept moving around Song Ci's waist.

When she was immersed in the joy of Song Ci's slender waist, Steward Li's coughing voice came from behind her: "Ahem." ”

Both children were startled by him and quickly let go of their hands.

Song Ci put one hand into the pocket of his pants, and with the other hand, he kept touching one end without neat hair, and his head almost wanted to twist one hundred and eighty degrees, and his neck seemed to be a little unaffordable.

Song Huanian wanted to find a crack to get into, his head couldn't be lowered, and his two index fingers kept stirring to cover up his weakness. Fluttering his legs, he moved several steps to the side, making it look like the two of them didn't know each other.

Steward Li couldn't help but smile and bowed slightly: "Miss Song, classmate Song." Breakfast is ready, if you finish washing, go downstairs for breakfast, otherwise you will be late for school in a while. ”

"Okay, got it." Song Huanian nodded: "I'm sorry Uncle Li." ”

"That's what I'm supposed to do." Steward Li saluted and went downstairs.

Song Ci looked at her shyness, held her face with both hands and looked at her for a while.

"You... What do you want? After experiencing the whole process of Song Ci playing hooligan just now, Song Huanian concluded that this Song someone was not what he remembered at all.

I would like to ask, what about your coldness? What about your ferocity? What about your unreasonable style of doing things and directly beating people?

Song who was asked touched his little face as clean as jade: "Hiss... That's a question worth pondering! ”

"Please answer positively!"

"I'm not cold in the first place, when did I beat someone up if I didn't agree with me? It's so fierce that I feel like a puppy, and it's insulting! Song Ci scratched Song Huanian's nose: "Thinking crankily all day long, what kind of things are in the little head melon that can't see people?" ”

Song Huanian almost wanted to throw himself on the bed and cry, your mouth is so poisonous, sooner or later you will lose my little cutie!

Song Ci stretched out his hand to stop her shoulder: "Let's go, go down and have breakfast." Uncle Li has been waiting for us down there for a long time. ”

Song Huanian took the opportunity to pinch his waist, and touched the oil by the way.

When I was a child, I learned the three-character scripture, and I forgot all the female rings and everything, such a good waist is simply not touched in vain. Anyway, it's your own, and you don't need money to touch it.

Song Huanian sat in the seat where she often sits, eating an omelette, and Song Ci sat opposite her and eating a sandwich.

Steward Li put two cups of milk in front of the two of them: "I have already asked Driver Liu to prepare the car, eat it slowly, it's still too late." ”

He walked into the kitchen, and the aunt who was cooking saw him come in and turned down the fire, and said with a smile, "This kid is the one who sent Miss back last night?" He looks really clean, and his little face looks like it has been carved out of jade. ”

"This is not an ordinary child, the one that Miss Song has always liked is this child." Steward Li took a rag and helped clean up.

"It's just that the young lady specially made a room and put things in it. Everything in there, is this kid? The aunt who was cooking was taken aback: "Oh, according to the current situation, are they together?" ”

The heart of women's gossip is engraved in the bones, even if she is not young, but for this kind of thing, she is simply full of girlish hearts.

"It's this kid." Steward Li put the cleaned cup away: "The lord and the lady have always known that they were also distressed for the young lady before, so it seems that there should be no need to worry about it now." ”

"Tsk, what a match you say these two children are." The aunt who was cooking sighed: "Has Miss Song's surgery time been set?" It seems that the child should not know Miss Song's condition. ”

"It's been about two months since the surgery, and it's almost November. I will go to Beijing for surgery in January next year. That kid shouldn't know, if it weren't for Miss Song's heart disease, it is estimated that the lord and Mrs. would not be so open to this kind of thing. ”

Steward Li glanced at her aunt: "Don't tell that child, Miss Song should have her own plans if she doesn't tell him." ”

"Harm!" Auntie waved her hand: "I look like the kind of person who can't control his mouth?" I don't know who to trust? so much. ”

The two chatted for a while, and then they heard Song Huanian's voice: "Uncle Li, let's go to school first!" ”

Steward Li came out of the kitchen in response, walked through the courtyard with the two of them, and walked to the door.

He watched the two children walk side by side, one as clean as jade and the other as warm as water.

He never imagined that the two children had walked out of here side by side countless times, only to leave once and never come back.

Song Ci opened the car door very gentlemanly and put his hand on the roof of the car, he let Song Huanian sit in, turned around and thought about Steward Li, nodded, walked to the other side, opened the car door and sat in.

Steward Li stood at the mouth of the alley, knowing that he couldn't see the car anymore before walking back.

He didn't play with the flowers and plants in the yard as usual, but walked to the front hall.

He picked up the teacher's turntable phone and dialed a number.

The phone didn't ring a few times before someone picked it up: "Hey? Is it every year? ”

Lin Qiuling had just finished washing up and was about to make breakfast when he heard the phone ringing, and when he picked it up, he saw that it was the phone at home. Thinking that this time was the time when Song Huanian was about to go to school, he wondered why he used the phone at home to call.

"Ma'am." Steward Li shouted respectfully.

"It's Uncle Lee!" Lin Qiuling suddenly realized, and after reacting, he asked, "Is there something you are looking for me?" She said as she went into the kitchen to open the fridge and pull out a bottle of milk.

Steward Li has been working in the Song family for many years, and he used to follow the old man to the battlefield. After the old man died a few years ago, he decided to stay, because in that war era, Steward Li's family had been plundered. Now that he is about to be sixty years old, the Song family will call him Uncle Li.

"Actually, it's nothing important..."Steward Li hesitated a little, he was a little less decisive when he called just now.

Lin Qiuling then took out the fruit and bread: "Is there something wrong with Nian Nian's body?" Or is she not obediently taking her medicine on time lately? ”

She began to speculate, because Steward Li usually doesn't call her, and he will only do this after the matter is related to Song Huanian.

Steward Li sighed: "Madam, Miss Song is in love." ”

Lin Qiuling's hand paused, and she gently placed the plate containing the fruit on the table, a little incredulous.

"Every year? Falling in love? ”