Chapter 103: What Do You Think I Should Be (4)

Song glanced at Zhao Yu, and finally couldn't help but sigh, "I don't understand the world of Xueba." ”

It's only been a long time, and I'm thinking about how to do experiments.

Big guy, are you serious?

You're only seven years old.

You're a schoolboy your age here, and you're not even a schoolboy now.

Chemistry?

It's a complex and advanced science.

Anyway, Song Qing, as a person who doesn't know anything about chemistry, chemistry is that it recognizes itself, but he doesn't recognize it.

So I am still very envious of Song Qing, a scholar.

Although I don't know how much Zhao Yu has learned, Song Qing still couldn't help but remind: "Zhao Yu, let me tell you, chemistry is not something that can be tried casually. If one doesn't pay attention to what chemical reaction is produced, it will blow up. ”

So chemistry is still very dangerous.

"If you want to learn this, the teacher will naturally teach you when you go to school in the future, but you can't mess around by yourself."

"Okay, auntie, don't worry, I know it in my heart." Zhao Yu nodded after hearing this, and was in high spirits for going to school.

It seems that the days ahead may not be boring, and hopefully it will not disappoint him.

Seeing that it was still early, Song Qing tilted his head and looked at the lively street and couldn't help but say, "Let's go, anyway, go back now, maybe my mother's meal hasn't been cooked yet, so I'll take you shopping." ”

"Okay!" Zhao Yu said as a matter of course, reaching out to take Song Qing's hand and keeping up with his mother's pace.

Zhao Cheng, who was walking next to Song Qing, glanced down at his son and looked away in silence.

He felt that this kid did it on purpose.

In the town, there is a street leading to the end, and various shops are open on both sides of the street.

There are also various stalls on the roadside to buy things, eating, drinking, and having fun.

As he walked, there was a smell in front of him.

"It seems to be the taste of mutton skewers, so fragrant, go Zhao Yu and take you to eat mutton skewers."

Song Qing looked up not far ahead, and then pulled Zhao Yu and walked over.

"Boss, give me twenty skewers of mutton."

"Okay, wait a minute." The lamb skewers are sold by a husband and wife, and the other party is from the next town, but they sell mutton skewers here every time they come to the market.

After waiting for less than two minutes, the lamb skewers were grilled, and Song Qing picked up the lamb skewers and prepared to pay.

saw Zhao Cheng take the money and hand it to the boss, it looked like he should have learned how to use the money.

Song Qing divided the mutton skewers in his hand into three portions and gave them to Zhao Cheng and Zhao Yu, "You taste it, it tastes very good, this mutton skewers are all very fresh, real mutton." ”

Zhao Cheng looked at the mutton skewers in his hand, couldn't help but chuckle, picked up a bunch and ate it calmly.

"Well, it tastes good."

Before he met Song Qing, he would never stand on the street and eat.

Anyway, when was the last time she ate like this, when she hadn't married him yet, and she didn't know how to like someone.

"Auntie, it's delicious."

Zhao Yu's taste is the same as Song Qing's.

This Zhao Cheng already knew.

Therefore, it is worthy of being a mother and son, Zhao Yu is not so much like him as Song Qing.

The three of them walked down the street eating mutton skewers, and after walking around, they saw that the mutton skewers had also been eaten, and then the three of them turned around and returned home.

Song Qing was going to lead Zhao Cheng and Zhao Yu back to the city after eating.

However, it didn't work out, maybe the prime minister blew up her parents' favorability.

As a result of being too successful, Zhao Cheng's father and son were dragged by Song's father and mother to stay and play for two more days before they were released.

Before leaving, Song Ma reluctantly held Zhao Cheng's hand.

"What a small town! I will come and play often in the future. ”。

"Okay." Zhao Cheng nodded, and there was a very sour feeling in his heart, it turned out that this was the feeling of family.