In the age of rebirth, I became popular in the pastoral live broadcast

On the way back, Song Hongguo asked, "Did you have fun today?"

Ling Yuan sat on the front beam, swinging his calves leisurely. After hearing this, he immediately said loudly, "Happy, very happy, like a dream..."

Song Hongguo then asked, "Then do you like Uncle Huo?"

This time, Ling Yuan did not hesitate and nodded heavily, "Yes, I like it. Uncle Huo is very good to us. He knows a lot. He is so awesome..."

There was a hint of admiration and yearning in his tone.

Song Hongguo turned to look at Ling Zhi, "What about you?"

Ling Zhi thought about it and said, "Of course I like Uncle Huo very much. He is not only patient, but also very attentive to us. Not only does he have profound knowledge, he is also very cultured. He is considerate and considerate in his work, and he is magnanimous and sincere. So far, I haven’t found anything bad about him, but..."

After a pause in tone, the next turn is the key point.

Song Hongguo raised her heart slightly, feeling a little expectant and curious.

"However, no matter how good he is, you have to think he is suitable. No matter how much we like him, it is all in vain if you don't like him. Everything depends on your feelings and intentions. No matter what your choice is, we can Cooperate."

He spoke seriously and resonantly.

Song Hongguo's heart moved. Although, this was indeed the case. She naturally based her own opinions on her own and would not change her decision because of them, let alone worry about other people's feelings that would affect her life. But he could take the initiative to express this. Despite his attitude, she still felt gratified and moved.

For a moment, she couldn't help but think, if they were her biological children, might she have other ideas?The first thing a child who lives under someone else’s roof learns is to look at people’s faces and compromise...

She brought her thoughts back and said with a smile, "Okay, I understand, but your attitude is also very important. If you feel uncomfortable getting along with Uncle Huo in the future, there is no need to hold it back, just tell me directly and let's think about it together. Find a way to solve it, okay?"

"it is good……"

Ling Yuan agreed happily, and Ling Zhi was silent for a moment before saying "Yes".

Upon seeing this, Song Hongguo reminded us meaningfully, "Remember, compromise and tolerance will only make the differences and conflicts between each other bigger and bigger, and eventually resentment will arise, so that we become the most familiar strangers. At that time, home is not home." , relatives are not relatives, that’s what’s scary.”

After hearing this, Ling Zhi's face suddenly turned pale. After a while, he seemed to have made a decision, "Don't worry, I know what to do in the future..."

After saying that, he couldn't help but ask, "When do you plan to get married?"

Song Hongguo said casually, "It's still early..."

They have just held hands. This is the most beautiful stage between a man and a woman. Those probing ambiguities that make people blush and their hearts beat beating, and those precipitating attractions and intimacy. Once they get married, they will no longer have the same flavor.

Ling Zhi was surprised, "Don't you want to get married sooner?"

A woman has two children. Although she is very capable and can raise them more than enough, after all, she feels more secure if she is not married and has a husband to protect her. Besides, when the time comes, won't she be able to relax more when she has someone to help her?

Song Hongguo couldn't directly say that she preferred enjoying the sweetness of love to the daily necessities after marriage, so she could only vaguely say, "We have to test him for a while. If it's not suitable again, we can't get married and then divorce. That's too much trouble." trouble……"

Lexus, "..."

Why did he suddenly sympathize with Huo Minglou?

After returning home, the first thing he did was not to water the wheat, but to open gifts. Song Hongguo was more curious than the two of them, and kept urging her, as if she was looking forward to opening a blind box.

Ling Yuan opened it first, and when he saw what was inside, his eyes widened and he said "Wow". He looked even more excited than before taking pictures or watching movies.

Ling Zhi couldn't help but stop his movements and stared at that thing with bright eyes.

It was a tank model made of single shells. It was about twenty centimeters long and more than ten centimeters wide. The brass single shell glowed with the cold light of metal and was lifelike. It was much more textured than those plastic toys of later generations.

Now, it is even more precious.

It can be said that it is the most rare toy for boys.

Ling Yuan couldn't put it down and rubbed it, like touching some rare treasure.

Song Hongguo felt a little sore after seeing it. She had bought a lot of toys for the two little guys before, and they were also happy, but they didn't see such treasures, so they almost demanded payment.

But when she thought about it again, she felt that there was nothing wrong with it. The toys she bought just cost some points. Can they be compared with those made by others with great effort and effort?

And he's so particular about what he does.

She couldn't wait to urge Ling Zhi, "Look what you have?"

Based on the principle that a bowl of water is equal, it shouldn't be any worse than a tank model, right?

Ling Zhi's curiosity was also aroused. After taking it apart a few times, his breathing froze. Is it what he thought?Isn't this a dream?He pinched himself hard...

hiss!

The pain woke him up, but he still couldn't believe it.

Ling Yuan shouted, his face flushed with excitement.

Song Hongguo was also greatly surprised. Seeing the two of them looking at each other, no one dared to touch them, she smiled and said, "This is a match grab, which is also a match grab. The match head is crushed into powder and stuffed into the hole." , when you pull the trigger, you can make sounds and smoke. This longer thin tube can be filled with matchsticks and can be used as a target to shoot out, but I don’t know the range and power..."

Neither of them blinked.

Sure enough, there is no boy who cannot be conquered by a toy. If there is, it must be that the toy is not good enough. This kind of purely handmade match gun was the favorite of the two generations born in the [-]s and [-]s.

That one was still crudely made, but the current one is much more sophisticated. The body of the gun is made of bent wire. In order not to look thin, it has several layers of hoops. It is almost the same size as the real gun. In addition, it is also dismantled. The untied bicycle chain is polished to a bright silver luster, and the leather bands are also very thick. You don’t have to worry about losing elasticity after playing for a long time. As for other details, they are all exquisite and exquisite. You can imagine how much thought and effort he put behind it. energy.

At this moment, Song Hongguo felt his sincerity and sincerity even more. At first, he gave the two children gifts instead of red envelopes. She thought it was due to his politeness and cultivation, and he paid attention to the sense of ritual. Now, she felt I still underestimated him at first, and he used this way to express his attitude.

He accepted them sincerely, not just for show.

The system couldn't help but sigh, "You are indeed my favorite male god. He is extraordinary as soon as he makes a move. I also underestimated him. I thought it would be food or clothes and shoes. Who would have thought that it would be something like that?" It's a toy made by him. This move is so powerful. Those two little cubs must have been subdued. It's all right. You don't need to worry about them not getting along with the male god at all. What you should worry about is , they may abandon you to cling to the male idol, and you will most likely fall out of favor..."

Song Hongguo, "..."

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