Starting from you are my glory

"Mom, I'm going to Tao Zi's house!"

Before Song Qian could say anything, Qiao Yingzi had already left in a hurry.

"This kid, why are you in such a hurry?"

Song Qian lowered her head and glanced at the nutritious soup that was being stewed, "I also said that I had a bowl of soup before going out. The breakfast just now didn't look like anything to eat."

"Why are you so anxious?"

"dad!"

Qiao Yingzi trotted all the way to Qiao Weidong's place and looked at the breakfast table full of her favorite snacks.

"Hurry and wash your hands, and then we can eat!"

Qiao Weidong patted his daughter on the shoulder, "Dad bought them all specially this morning!"

"Hey, good!"

Qiao Yingzi washed her hands and said, "I didn't eat much at home just now, so I was just waiting for this bite!"

"Fortunately, I came out quickly. I saw my mother making soup there again!"

"Your mother is purely a nutrition expert on paper and a master of biochemistry in reality!"

Qiao Weidong took a sip of soy milk and complained: "I don't understand. That durian tastes so strong and it's already hard to eat, but it's actually used to make soup!"

As he spoke, Qiao Weidong felt that he had already smelled the stench, and his facial features wrinkled together subconsciously, "I still have to force you to drink it! I really doubt that your mother either has no sense of taste or smell!"

"The taste is indeed a bit strong." Qiao Yingzi listened to her father complaining about her mother, and she really thought in her heart. It seems that her father still has feelings for her mother. Otherwise, how could she remember these little things so clearly?

But dad still has a girlfriend here...

Qiao Yingzi finished the fried dough sticks in her hand in several mouthfuls, "Dad, where is Aunt Xiaomeng?"

"Huh?" Qiao Weidong glanced at his daughter in confusion, "Why did you suddenly ask her?"

"That's right,,," Qiao Yingzi quickly turned her brain and found a reason in an instant, "Dad, you are with me every day now, what should I do with Aunt Xiaomeng?"

"Hey, it's no problem. You can just play with Dad here. Dad doesn't have anything else on his mind right now. He just wants you to grow up healthy and happy."

Little Dream? For his girlfriend, for Qiao Weidong, she is more like a life adjuster. Although Xiaomeng has been with him for several years, she is also asking for a status and a child, but in Qiao Weidong's view , all his money was reserved for his daughter Qiao Yingzi. For his daughter, Qiao Weidong devoted all his energy and no longer wanted to have another child.

"Have you finished eating?" Seeing that his daughter was already wiping her hands, Qiao Weidong immediately speeded up and solved the battle in two mouths. He touched his mouth with the back of his hand indifferently, "Let's go play Lego!"

……

"Where's Yingzi?"

Fangyuan fried the sauce at home and it tasted very good. Tong Wenjie divided out two portions and gave one to Liu Jing's family. He also took the other portion to Song Qian and came over to chat with her.

"Going to Tao Zi's house."

Song Qian took the packaged fried sauce, opened the lid and smelled it, "Hmm! This tastes really good!"

"Right." Tong Wenjie was also very happy about her best friend's praise. Although her husband was a little idle, he could still show off his cooking skills.

"You can make some noodles tonight, heat up this fried sauce, mix it and eat it. It's delicious!"

"I'll try it tonight!" Song Qian agreed with Tong Wenjie's suggestion, "By the way, I just made the soup, so I'll give you a bowl to try!"

"No, no!" Tong Wenjie refused without even thinking, "I'll have dinner when I get home later."

"It's not even ten o'clock, what are you going to eat when you go back!" Song Qian rolled her eyes at Tong Wenjie, "If you don't want to drink, just don't want to drink. I won't force you!"

"Actually, I can't accept your ingredients for making soup." Tong Wenjie followed Song Qian to the living room, "I don't even eat durian, but I still make soup?"

"That's because you don't have this blessing!" Song Qian put the fried sauce in the refrigerator, "How is your job search in Fangyuan lately?"

"There's not much progress." Tong Wenjie sighed, sat on the sofa, and frowned, "Small companies don't need people like him now. Big companies like to recruit people from schools and train them themselves. At Fangyuan's age, he can't even put a resume together. Throw it out.”

"What kind of law firm is that?" Song Qian made Tong Wenjie a cup of scented tea, "It doesn't mean that Fangyuan has a good junior student there, and he is also a leader."

"The law firm is willing to hire him, but Fangyuan doesn't have a lawyer's license yet, so he can only be a minion when he gets in. Not to mention whether Fangyuan can pull off that face, even if he agrees, I won't agree. "

"That's true. At this age and with this resume, it's really not possible to be an errand boy in the past."

Song Qian nodded, "You are a boss anyway, and your salary is enough. Even if Fangyuan doesn't work for a short time, your family will still have enough expenses."

"I think so too." Tong Wenjie's worry went away as quickly as it came, "Before, I was worried about what to do with the two children at home, but I didn't expect that Lei'er would just give me such a big child without saying anything. surprise."

"You are not an aunt at all. You are just like his biological mother." Song Qian handed her an apple, "You said before that you would prepare money for Lei'er to buy a house. This is the same treatment as Fanfan."

"There's nothing we can do about it. In this world, apart from his unreliable father in Fujian, I am one of the few family members Lei'er has."

Tong Wenjie thought of her sister. Unfortunately, she should have insisted back then and not let her be with that scumbag. Alas!

"Stop talking about me."

"What about you? Yingzi is about to go to college. What will you do in the future?"

"What should I do?" Song Qian didn't understand for a moment, "Yingzi must be studying in university in Beijing. I will just take care of her as I do now."

"What about yourself?" Tong Wenjie rolled her eyes at Song Qian speechlessly, "When you were divorced before, I asked you if you wanted to find another one. You said that Yingzi was still young and you were worried about what she would think and that you couldn't take care of her. After so many years, it’s time for you to think about yourself, right?”

"Hey, I thought you were going to say something."

"Forget it, just like you said, I've been doing this for so many years, and I'm used to it. It's fine just like this, and I'm too lazy to bother."

"How can that be called tossing?" Seeing that her best friend was trying to brush off the topic again, Tong Wenjie said anxiously: "Even if Yingzi is still studying in university in Beijing, she will get married in a few years, right? After getting married, will she still be with her? Do you live together?"

"When the time comes, you will be alone. Are you sure you can survive?"

"Or are you still thinking about Qiao Weidong?!"

"Why do I miss him?!" Song Qian's tone suddenly increased, "He has been very happy for so many years, why do I miss him?!"

"You can pull it down!"

"Okay, as long as you know it yourself."

Seeing that Song Qian didn't want to continue on this topic, Tong Wenjie couldn't say anything else, "By the way, I have something to tell you."

"what's up?"

Seeing Tong Wenjie suddenly sitting upright with a serious expression, Song Qian also subconsciously became nervous.

"That's it. Before Yingzi's birthday, Qiao Weidong gave the child a big Lego, but he probably knew that you would confiscate it if he took it back, so Yingzi gave the Lego directly to Fanfan and put it in my house. Later everyone forgot about it. It’s okay, but Qiao Weidong came over late at night a few days ago and suddenly took the Lego away.”

Tong Wenjie told Song Qian the whole story, "I didn't tell you at the time because I was afraid that you would get angry after hearing this and affect the relationship between you and Yingzi. Now that the Lego has been taken away, it doesn't matter. Worried."

"Hey, this Qiao Weidong is really good!"

"I've already told her that the child is now in her third year of high school and the focus is on study. He keeps distracting Yingzi by giving her toys and other things!"

If Qiao Weidong hadn't been here now, Song Qian would have pointed at him and scolded him.

"Alright, alright."

The fried sauce was delivered and the matter was discussed. Tong Wenjie was not interested in listening to Song Qian's chatter, "What about that? I'm going back first. Don't worry about it, especially don't cause any trouble with Yingzi."

"Look what you are worrying about!" Song Qian pretended to be dissatisfied and pushed Tong Wenjie out the door, "Go back!"

"Let's go!"