Song Jingzhi drove to the courtyard, Song's father and mother were shocked by the scene in front of them, they only knew that their son and daughter-in-law had bought a courtyard in Beijing.

But I never thought that it was such a big yard, especially since this appearance is obviously not newly built in modern times.

"Are we sure we're okay if we stay here?" Mother Song has seen the four olds.

There used to be a landlord in Yuhu Village, although he had never done anything bad, and he also handed over all the money in his family.

But in the end, the house was smashed, and the family ended up in a good end, and I don't know whether they are dead or alive now.

"Mother, now that the situation is clear, this house was bought by me and your daughter-in-law, and there are procedures." Song Jingzhi welcomed his father and mother into the courtyard.

Because they live in the main courtyard, and the fire department and the main courtyard are only two streets apart, they usually walk through the main entrance.

As soon as Song Jing entered the courtyard, two small figures rushed towards him, catching him off guard with his burden.

"Dad, your wife hit someone, help~" An An climbed onto Song Jingzhi, who was carrying things in his hands, at a very fast speed, and hooked his neck with his short hand.

Pingping grabbed his trouser leg and followed his sister's steps and climbed onto his father's wide back.

The old couple of the Song family who were stunned by the actions of the brother and sister, could these two children be the reincarnation of Sun Wukong?

"Song Tingxuan, Song Xiaoran." The old couple who hadn't reacted yet looked at their daughter-in-law who came out of the main house with a ring ruler.

Tang Xiaoxiao held the ring ruler, and when he came out of the main house, he didn't react, and then threw the ring ruler.

"Brother~Your son and daughter bullied me~" The tears that couldn't be shed looked very pitiful.

"How did you bully Mommy?" Song Jingzhi believed in his daughter-in-law unconditionally, and then said coldly, "Go down." ”

The children looked at each other, and with a snap of a glance they got off their father's body.

"Grandpa."

"Grandma." Then the two of them each found a new backer.

"What's going on?" Song Jingzhi walked quickly to his wife's side.

"They cut my nightdress, and your daughter said she was going to make clothes for the rag doll, the one I wore last night." Her voice gradually decreased, "Your favorite one." ”

"Ahem." He coughed twice in embarrassment.

"Daddy." After the complaint, Tang Xiaoxiao hurriedly welcomed her father-in-law and mother-in-law into the house.

"Pingping and An An can't bully their mother." After Song's mother entered the house, she first said to the children.

Song Jingzhi moved things into the house one after another, most of which were food brought by the old couple of the Song family to their daughter-in-law.

"The child who bullies his mother is not a good child, and you should apologize to your mother." After learning about the matter, Song's father also said to the children.

The two children looked at Song Jingzhi, who was waiting to watch them, and glanced at each other.

Originally, I thought that as long as my grandparents came, their status would be improved a little, but now it seems that they are thinking too much.

Tang Xiaoxiao took her in-laws to familiarize herself with the courtyard, leaving Song Jingzhi to educate the children.

Song Jingzhi looked at the two little ones, "Say, whose idea is it?" ”

"Mine." Ping Ping spoke up first, and then said, "It has nothing to do with my sister." ”

"You're quite protective of your sister." He folded his hands around his chest and looked at his son.

Who knew that this kid still looked at himself proudly, and almost didn't laugh at Song Jingzhi.

Song Jingzhi pointed to the courtyard, and walked into the courtyard with a calm face and took a horse step.

"Brother." An An was just about to chase out, but was twisted back by Song Jingzhi.

"You're just standing here watching." He, a father, naturally knew that it was his little daughter who fell in love with his little daughter-in-law's nightdress and instigated her brother to cut it together.

"Where did the scissors come from?" He looked at An An and asked.

His little daughter-in-law was worried about the children when they were still young, and every time they ran out of scissors, they would get a place where they couldn't reach.

The young man over there, his horse was unsteady and soon fell to the ground.

"Brother, woo~" Seeing that her brother fell, An An cried.

"My sister doesn't cry, my brother is fine." Pingping got up from the ground, patted the dust on his body, and continued to tie up his horse.

"From, from the top of the cupboard, from the chair." An An was thinking about her brother and explained all the crime.

Song Jingzhi hooked his hand towards his son, walked over slowly, and stood beside his sister.

"An An, do you like your doll very much? Pingping, do you like your little tiger very much? He looked at his son and daughter.

The two children nodded.

"Then if Dad cut off the dolls and little tigers you like, would you be sad? Won't it be sad? He said, holding the children's hands.

"Hmm." The children nodded again.

"Then mom also likes her pajamas, will mom be sad?"

"Yes." The children answered.

"If you want to do something in the future, you can tell your parents that you can't do this anymore, you know?" He touched the children's heads.

"Got it." The children looked at each other and nodded.

"Do you want to apologize to your mom at that moment?" Song Jingzhi smiled.

"Yes."

When Tang Xiaoxiao and Song's father and Song mother came over from the second courtyard, the two children rushed to their mother's side, hugged their mother's thighs, and said sorry to their mother.

Tang Xiaoxiao bent down, hugged the children in his arms and kissed them.

"Mom forgives you."

The room where Song's father and Song's mother lived, Tang Xiaoxiao had already cleaned up and was also in the main courtyard.

The old couple took the train for a few days, visited the courtyard for a long time, and had a good rest in the afternoon.

"Is there any business around here?" Father Song couldn't stop for a moment.

The young couple looked at each other, laughed, and then told them about their recent investigation.

There is a favorite place of Tang Xiaoxiao in these four-entry courtyards, that is, each courtyard has a separate courtyard gate, and each courtyard gate corresponds to an alley.

The alley outside the courtyard is the most lively and prosperous in the whole courtyard, because it is close to the leather shoe factory, and the number of people entering and exiting is also the most.

"So what business should we do?" Mother Song looked at Father Song, this kind of thing in the family is in charge of Father Song.

"Let's make food." In fact, Father Song thought about cooking early in the morning, after all, this is the most basic and the most rigid need.

"Let's make breakfast, then." Song Jingzhi said.

It was not for nothing that he proposed this, first of all, they had tasted all the breakfast restaurants in the neighborhood, and so far none of them were outstanding, and secondly, at the age of Song's father and Song's mother, it was too hard to cook lunch and dinner.

"Most of the people living in this neighborhood are factory workers, and they either eat lunch in the canteen or at home, and generally don't consume it outside." He added.

"Then make breakfast." Father Song slapped the board.

As for what to make for breakfast, it made everyone ponder again.