Song Qing's face turned red, and he instantly raised his head through gritted teeth, and clenched the hand that was stretched out towards him into a fist.

"Although I am very similar to your wife, it may make you think a little bit, but if you don't let go, you will know why the flowers are so red."

Zhao Cheng just looked at Song Qing and finally took her hand and put it on his lips and kissed it.

He looked at him with a serious face, "Thank you." ”

After Zhao Cheng finished speaking, he let go of his hand and walked to his ear and sat down, opened the disposable chopsticks expressionlessly and began to eat.

It was as if it wasn't him who kissed her just now.

Song Qing stood in place, his face burning inexplicably.

Damn, what did she do with such a fast heartbeat just now, didn't she just hug it and kiss it, but she didn't kiss it.

Wait, that's not the point.

"Mother, it's time to eat."

Song Qing nodded reflexively, "Okay is here." ”

Song Qing walked to the father and son and sat down opposite each other, and then he reacted.

She looked at Zhao Yu with a serious expression. "Say, don't call me mother, how could I give birth to a son as big as you, called aunt."

"......" is here again, why doesn't her mother believe that he is really her son, like a fake one.

Forget it, let's do it first, right?

Even they don't understand what's going on, and if they don't understand it, they don't want to, and they can always figure it out later.

"Yes, Auntie."

Zhao Yu continued to bow his head as he spoke, and began to eat unhappily or slowly.

Not to mention, this egg tastes really good.

I don't know how to cook it, and the smell of tea leaves.

Song Qing picked up the chopsticks and began to eat, looking at Zhao Yu as if he liked eggs very much, and directly gave Zhao Yu the braised eggs in his bowl.

"When children grow taller, eat more eggs."

Zhao Yu looked at the eggs in the bowl, his nose was a little sour.

He's not a motherless kid anymore.

Eating eggs proudly, Zhao Yu tilted his head and glanced at his father, originally wanting to show off to his father.

It's just that he didn't expect there to be another egg in the bowl, and it was his father who gave him the egg in the bowl.

Zhao Cheng glanced at his son and was rarely gentle, "Eat more." ”

Zhao Yuhu glanced at his father suspiciously.

Suddenly so gentle, flattered!

Although Zhao Yu thought so, he was still in a good mood and ate a whole bowl of barbecue rice.

After eating, Song lightly threw the dishes and chopsticks into the trash can, and wiped the table by the way.

After eating and drinking enough water, Song Qing sat down in front of the two again, and the three began to discuss the next things.

Song glanced at Zhao Cheng and couldn't help but say with some confusion: "The most serious thing for you at the moment is to get a hukou first, and you can only get an ID card if you have a hukou." Otherwise, it is not a problem to keep such a black account, but how to get this account. ”

Zhao Cheng couldn't help but speak when he saw Song Qing sitting opposite him lying on the table with a tangled expression. "Don't be difficult for yourself, there will always be a way out, when I adapt to this world first, household registration, I will find a way."

He said and looked seriously at the woman in front of him.

Zhao Cheng is really unwilling to let his own woman bear so much for him.

Song glanced at the man, and suddenly felt that this man was not bad.

"At that time, I don't know how long it will take, and now this era is an era when you can't do anything without your household registration, ID card, and nothing. Now that I've decided to help you, I'll do my best. ”

Song Qing suddenly thought that in the past two years, many hukou have been cancelled due to various circumstances.

Or some live in very remote mountainous areas, and those who basically rely on the mountains to eat and eat without going out, many of them are also born without a hukou.