Husband, don't play by the rules

At nine o'clock, those extremely beautiful starry eyes flashed at Dad, and asked suspiciously, "Really?"

Gu Xiaoxi quickly interjected, "Don't listen to daddy at nine o'clock."

Hearing what my mother said at nine o'clock, I have no idea, I don't know who is right.

He looked at his mother weakly.

Song Yihe stopped Gu Xiaoxi with his arms dissatisfied, and stopped Gu Xiaoxi's words with a cold look.

"I thought you had no money. What was the reason for all my suffering and crimes? I want my wife and children to live a beautiful life. My son joked about playing with a crystal ball, even if he played with a golden ball." rise."

His high-profile announcement attracted the attention of the entire room.

Mei'er looked at her first brother with a trace of pity, for many years she was confident that his first brother belonged to her.

Xie Wanlan also glanced at Song Yihe, her fingers were still stroking Wu Feng's hair.

So people seem to realize now that the whole house is more called sunrise in the east and rain in the west!Seeing the happiness of that family makes the people here so jealous that they can't make a sound.

It is obvious that the family is prepared in all aspects today. They are dressed like festive costumes. The family of four are all wearing parent-child clothes. The combination of blue and white is really harmonious and beautiful. .

Even so, Gu Xiaoxi's suit was like a tailor-made suit, and the waist was still narrowed, which perfectly set off her small waist that was not enough to grasp, and her petite figure was like a swaying boneless willow As charming as a branch.

A family is like a warm stove.

It's time for lunch.

Song Yihe called Lao Liu: "Uncle Liu, come and pick up our family for dinner."

The Song family usually has a special tram to pick up and drop them off. They are all local servants. Generally, Lao Liu is rarely tired, and Lao Liu is gradually getting old. He is more and more respected in the Song family. Today Song Yi He called Lao Liu in a high-profile manner.

Gu Xiaoxi feels sorry in her heart, but she understands that Song Yihe has his own opinions in doing things, so she shouldn't talk nonsense.

Even the children felt very honored to sit in Lao Liu's car and eat there.

Mrs. Song knew that her son was back today, so she came here to cook on purpose. This series of actions made Song Yihe really flamboyant at home.

Mei'er curled her mouth and didn't dare to make a sound, so she followed behind in a desperate manner.

The big table at Song's house seemed to be full of people today, Song Yihe didn't seem to tell anyone when he came back, but it should be the entertainment reporters at the airport who let the news out.

Even my aunt, aunt and other family members came.

Today's seating is different from the previous ones, the guests sat on the upper seats, and Song Yihe sat down with Gu Xiaoxi and the two children.

At nine o'clock, I was waiting eagerly for his barbecue.

His beautiful eyes kept sweeping back and forth on Grandpa's face.

Matsukaze only cares about talking with people, and he can understand what his grandson means.

He took advantage of the guests to talk to the old man.

I quickly said to the servant next to me: "Go, tell the chef, and prepare my grandson's dishes first."

As soon as the servant passed by, he brought out the dishes.

When the two children smelled the delicious barbecue, they screamed happily.

Gu Xiaoxi greeted the elder guests one by one, and when she asked about Feng Zeyu's mother, she called out respectfully: "Auntie, you are here, hasn't Zeyu come back yet?"

As she spoke, she stood up with a kiss and poured a cup of tea for Feng Zeyu's mother.

Feng Zeyu's mother is a well-maintained woman who looks very young, making people look like she should be in her 30s.

And dress fashionably like a star.

She is also beautiful, which is why Feng Zeyu's father loves her so much, he never has children for the sake of beauty all his life.

When beauties meet beauties, there is one who is particularly prone to jealousy.

As soon as Gu Xiaoxi put the water in front of her, she squinted her eyes and looked at Gu Xiaoxi contemptuously.

"Let's put it there. You seem to have almost become my daughter-in-law again. In that case, you will serve me exclusively."

Anyone who said this could hear the strong irony.

Wu Feng immediately let out a slight smile.

Xie Wanlan's face also showed a hint of ridicule.

Gu Xiaoxi sat down in her seat, holding her soft little hands tightly with a strong hand, she glanced back at Song Yihe.

She smiled slightly to herself.

At this time, I put a grilled chicken wing on my mother's mouth at ten o'clock, and said sweetly, crunchy and tender, "Mama, take a bite."

Gu Xiaoxi looked at her daughter's increasingly healthy little face, and happily bit it. Her heart was always grateful to Feng Zeyu for what happened at ten o'clock, so she would not be angry at all because of such a trivial matter of Feng's mother.

She also nodded politely to her mother.

I took a bite of what my daughter handed me and ate it.

"The old man hasn't eaten yet? Why? Is our Song family so rude, big or small? Someone has started talking."

Upon hearing this, Gu Xiaoxi quickly swallowed, wiped his mouth, glanced at Grandpa, and called out: "Grandpa, I'm sorry."

The hand that had been holding her loosened, Gu Xiaoxi looked at him in a blink of an eye, a little nervous in her heart, and she pursed her lips.

As if Song Yihe didn't see or hear, he took out an exquisite silver cigarette case from his coat pocket, took out a cigarette from the inside, and threw the water surface onto the table.

Gu Xiaoxi immediately picked it up and lit it for her.

The man narrowed his beautiful eyes on his charming and enchanting face, then looked at her with evil charm, and sprayed a puff of smoke ring on her slightly nervous face.

This act of flirting like no one else made many people look a little dumbfounded. Gu Xiaoxi didn't expect him to do this. He covered his mouth, coughed twice and said forgetfully: "I hate it."

This sound is the same as being coquettish, it's not disgusting, it's obviously very cool.

Happy at nine and ten o'clock: "giggle" and laughed.

Things that were supposed to break the dullness turned out to be even duller across the table.

Xie Wanlan stood up and said coquettishly: "I'll go to the kitchen to have a look, my mother-in-law is in the kitchen, I, a junior, can't sit here."

I have been sitting for a long time, and now I am saying these words, and they are really nice.

Gu Xiaoxi took a look, the elder sister-in-law had already said that, why was she still sitting there?
Then he stood up.

Song Yihe pulled her hand, without seeing her pull her, dragged her back, and tried again, she was caught off guard and fell into Song Yihe's arms.

It happened that Song Tianhe and Song Jinghe were the last to come in.

Song Tianhe didn't like to talk, just glanced at it indifferently, then moved his eyes to look ahead, and sat there blankly without focus.

Xie Wanlan came over and brought a plate of cold dishes, it seemed that it was really time for the kitchen.

Putting it on the table gracefully, I saw a trace of tenderness on my husband's face, perhaps influenced by Gu Xiaoxi's atmosphere.

I sat there by myself, held my husband's hand, and then asked delicately, "How is it? You're tired from work all morning, go back and have a good rest after eating."

As soon as Wu Feng saw her husband, she enthusiastically pulled up the chair and stood up to show her hospitality.

Song Jinghe sat there disapprovingly, looked at Song Yihe and asked, "Brother Yi, are you okay?"

Song Yihe and Song Jinghe grew up together, so naturally they still have deep feelings for each other. He showed his white teeth, raised his arms a few times, and said, "Second brother, what do you think?"

Song Jinghe stretched out his thumb and said, "That's great."

He naturally pulled Wu Feng's hand, which made Wu Feng annoyed.

Song Tianhe also turned his eyes away, as if he just remembered this matter, and said calmly: "It's good to be in good health, nothing is as important as good health."

These words are definitely his deep personal experience. He is a person who loses in many aspects because of his body.

Once you are tired, you can't stand it.

I have always loved colds and fevers since I was a child.

As soon as these two people came, the dishes began to be served up. People usually only pay attention to the person who is talking, and don't notice that Matsukaze and his father are still talking in a low voice.

Mr. Song Boyang was still worried about Song Yihe.

I'm afraid it's hard for him to ask questions about his grandson's temper now.

As soon as the dishes were served, Mrs. Song walked over with a smile and said to her son Song Yihe: "Yihe, Mom made soup for you, and the chicken soup made by Mom is getting better and better, even we The chefs at home are all in praise!"

Mei'er was silent for a long time, and when she saw Mrs. Song coming out, she hurried over to show her courtesy. While standing up and tidying up Mrs. Song's clothes, she flattered and said, "Yes, yes, auntie is tired. The whole day is almost done. I am a chef now, and I am interested in cooking."

Gu Xiaoxi stood up and hurriedly said to Mrs. Song, "Thank you, thank you."

She has always been the most polite. It is obvious that the people at this table are all from the Song family, so I am not.

Once everyone sits down, the Song family eats with strict rules, so it's called eating without talking.

Nobody was talking loudly.

He turned his head, raised his left eyebrow, and said in a sharp and cold voice to the servant serving him: "Bring me that plate of mushrooms, I want to eat it, my young master. I don't think so, young master." My sister is dirty, my sister is very clean."

Wu Feng didn't expect that a child would push back her words. She frowned and looked at the old man.

Only two children are special.

At nine o'clock, I was still like an adult, and I started to sit there and be managed by a special person, eating this and that.

At about ten o'clock today, my mother is here, and my temper is a little crazy, which is the normal psychology of a child.

Gu Xiaoxi copes with her daughter's nagging.

Standing up at ten o'clock, I gently squeezed some fried dried mushrooms I wanted to eat, and it was here that Wu Feng spoke first.

"Hey, Gu Xiaoxi, this child is ignorant, and you are ignorant too, how can you grasp it with your hands? What kind of mother really teaches what kind of daughter."

It's nine o'clock, but regardless of that, when he heard that his second aunt had taught his sister and mother a lesson, he frowned, and a powerful aura immediately exuded from that small face.

He is shorter in stature, and he is definitely a gentleman when he eats at nine o'clock.