"Eat more in the town and try my craft."

Zhao Cheng smiled and ate the dish that Song's mother clipped, "Auntie's cooking skills are really good, it's delicious." ”

"Eat more if it's delicious." Mother Song looked at Zhao Cheng and said with a smile.

"Grandma, the food you cook is so fragrant, can Yu'er often come to eat grandma's cooking in the future?" As soon as Zhao Yu opened his mouth, Song's mother was in a good mood.

"Okay, you can come whenever you want, grandma will make you something to eat." Song Ma said and sandwiched meat for Zhao Yu again.

Zhao Yu smiled, "Grandma, you're so nice." ”

"......" Song Qing couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth when he looked at such a scene.

In other words, I am the one who charges the phone.

Your Majesty, you are the king of a country, and you are so coquettish about your temperament?

Song Qing looked at Zhao Cheng's father and son and couldn't help rolling his eyes.

After eating in the evening, Song Qing packed up the dishes and chopsticks and went to the kitchen to wash the dishes.

And Zhao Cheng sat on the sofa to talk to his father-in-law and mother-in-law, although most of them asked him a question.

"Little town, where do you live? What other siblings do you have in the family that you don't? ”

Zhao Cheng shook his head silently when he heard this, "Auntie, my parents and two elder brothers died in an accident when I was eight years old, and now there are no relatives in the family. ”

"What? ⊙?⊙！ Song's father and Song's mother glanced at each other, and they didn't know what to say for a while.

They didn't expect that the situation in Zhao Cheng's family would be like this.

"Xiaocheng, I'm sorry, my aunt didn't mean it, don't be sad." Mother Song couldn't bear it, and knew that she shouldn't have asked.

Hearing Song's mother's concern, Zhao Cheng shook his head.

"Auntie, it's okay."

"It's okay, if you don't dislike it in the future, treat this place as your home, we are your relatives."

"Uncle and aunt, I will."

During the chat, the Song family's parents could also see that Zhao Cheng didn't talk much, but he would answer patiently whatever they asked.

"Zhao Yu, I don't know who your mother is, next time you come to play, you must bring your mother, if you can give birth to such a handsome son as you, your mother must be a great beauty."

"......" Zhao Cheng subconsciously looked at the kitchen.

His wife, naturally, is beautiful.

It's a pity that he doesn't know how to explain such a bizarre thing.

It's useless for him to say all this alone, unless Song Qing can remember him, otherwise even if he tells his father-in-law and mother-in-law that he is their son-in-law now, no one will believe it.

Maybe it will leave a bad impression on my father-in-law and mother-in-law.

Zhao Cheng's father and son looked at each other and saw the helplessness in each other's eyes.

Zhao Cheng just sighed and nodded lightly, "There will be a chance, and I will bring her to visit you when the time comes." ”

"Okay, okay."

……

This night, Zhao Cheng and Zhao Yu stayed at Song Qing's house, Zhao Yu still slept together after taking a bath at night, and Zhao Cheng slept in the guest room.

Song Qing slept until midnight and was awakened.

I didn't want to get up, but I wanted to go to the toilet again, so I had no choice but to turn over and get up in a daze and walk into the bathroom.

When Song Qing walked out of the bathroom, he suddenly heard footsteps outside the door.

"Who's out there?"

There was a pause in the footsteps outside the door, and then a familiar voice came, "It's me." ”

Song yawned lightly and walked to the door and reached out to open it.

"It's you! I said, what are you doing when you don't sleep most of the night? ”

Zhao Cheng raised the teacup in his hand, "Pour water and drink." ”

"Well, go to bed early, good night." Song said softly, stretched out his hand to close the door, turned back to the room and continued to sleep.

Zhao Cheng stood at the door, looking at the closed door of the room and was speechless for a while.

Thinking of his son in the room, Zhao Cheng admitted that he was a little envious at this moment.