The emperor can't do it [entertainment circle]

Mother Song talked to Song Jing, Mrs. Song talked to Father Song, and Xiao Yan was left alone to eat breakfast seriously.

Song Jing was afraid that the little guy would be bored, so she grabbed her stupid brother out of the warm blanket to relieve Xiao Yan.

Song Xuyao ​​and his last stubborn, clenched the quilt tightly and never let go: "Your uncle, I'm a kitten or puppy?!"

Then he quickly slapped Song's father, "Who are you with? It's not big or small."

"What's wrong, vent your anger on my precious grandson." Mrs. Song thumped her cane twice.

Father Song: "..."

Song Xuyao ​​immediately saw the savior, "Grandma, I knew you loved me the most!"

"Come on," Mrs. Song glanced at him, "Your brother will let you go down, and you will stay in bed even if you are a grown man, Xiao Yan is more sensible than you."

Song Xuyao: "Meow meow???"

So, Song Xuyao ​​had no choice but to go downstairs under the thick quilt, and leaned in front of Xiao Yan: "When did you conquer my grandma, it's amazing."

"It's her who conquered me." Xiao Yan relaxed a little, and looked up at him, "Eat breakfast?"

"Eat it, you still eat at this time!" Song Xuyao ​​hated the iron and rolled his hand off the bowl, "Go, listen to the corner!"

Xiao Yan's eyes lit up, he stuffed a custard bag into his mouth, and hurriedly followed Song Xuyao ​​upstairs.

Wrapped in a thick quilt, Song Xuyao ​​was as light as a swallow. He went upstairs in three steps, stepped on the corner of the quilt with one foot, and lay down uncontrollably on the stairs: "Hey!"

With sharp eyes, Xiao Yan quickly stepped on Song Xuyao's buttocks, and with a force, he successfully prevented this guy from being rolled down the stairs.

Song Xuyao ​​turned to look at him tearfully.

"It's so hard to lift your feet." Xiao Yan held up the custard bag and waved his hand humbly, "You're welcome."

Song Xuyao ​​trembled: "Quickly loosen your feet...I'm so fucking sick..."

"... Oh." Xiao Yan quickly retracted his feet.

Song Xuyao ​​pouted his butt, and unexpectedly slid down another flight of stairs. Dandan, who had gone through a lot of hardships, was hit hard again. Song Xuyao's face was distorted and painful. Heartbroken, "Aww!"

Xiao Yan ate the custard bun, and felt as if he heard the sound of the egg breaking.

As soon as the two doors on the second floor were opened, four people who were talking in pairs raised their heads when they heard the movement, and saw this scene.

Song Ma: ...the rolling on the ground is really her birth in October?

Dad Song: ...This picture is too stupid not to look at it.

Song Jing: ... get used to it, indifference.jpg

Mrs. Song: "Sun Zai, what are you doing?"

Song Xuyao ​​covered his crotch with one hand and trembled, put his other hand on Xiao Yan's shoulder, and smiled distortedly: "I'll take Xiao Yan to my room to have a heart-to-heart chat."

Father Song: "..."

Song Ma: "..."

Song Jing's eyes twitched: "..."

Mrs. Song had a headache, "Forget it, you can take Xiao Yan to your brother's room."

Song Xuyao ​​suddenly felt insulted: "Why, my room is so nice, why can't I go, don't worry?"

Father Song said: "Otherwise you will just stand here."

Song Xuyao ​​picked up the quilt and put it on the two of them, then walked up to Xiao Yan, "Come on, don't be afraid, I'll show you around my brother's room~~"

#hot eyes#

The four upstairs finally closed the door.

Xiao Yan got out from under Song Xuyao's creaking nest, and removed the quilt that was in the way, "Forget it if you're stupid."

Song Xuyao ​​was furious, "Tch, are you still listening?"

Xiao Yan hesitated, "Which side are you listening to?"

Song Xuyao ​​was taken aback for a moment: "This question...is a good question."

Xiao Yan: "..."

Leaving aside the bluffing of the two boys outside, the atmosphere in the study is quite dignified.

The old lady Song looked at Father Song carefully for a while, and seeing the wrinkles appearing on her son's face, she couldn't help but sighed, and said, "I'm getting old, to be honest, I don't have many years to enjoy the blessings. I understand better than you about life. Since your father left, I have seen it more openly. What is the most important thing in this life, and the most important thing is to be happy. Children's things, they Just be happy with yourself, it's useless for you to worry about it."

Father Song disapproved, "It's fine if it's just the two of them, but it's not related to..."

"Son, I know what you're worried about, let's open your eyes a little bit," Mrs. Song interrupted Dad Song, "Actually, it wasn't that there were no collateral powers in the past. In recent generations, it's just that the descendants of our own family are better, of course. There are also some twists and turns, I won't mention it, I also understand your thoughts, but I think you understand the truth that the twisted melons are not sweet, although Xiao Jing is currently the best among the descendants of this generation Yes, but since he brought Xiao Yan here, his meaning is already very clear. In fact, like Xiao Yan of Song Er's family and the grandson of the fourth family, he may not be worse than Xiao Jing after a few years of cultivation. Ten years is not enough, anyway, you can afford it.”

As the saying goes, the macaques scatter when the big trees fall, but this is not the case in the forest.

In fact, Father Song's heart has been shaken since yesterday, and now he can't refute what Mrs. Song said. After a long silence, he changed the topic, "Xiao Yan has already debuted at a young age, the entertainment industry is too chaotic..."

"What's wrong with the entertainment industry, you're all prejudice!" Mrs. Song glared at him, "I think this kid is very well-bred in his words and deeds.

Father Song got shot in the knee with an arrow, "Mom... Let me just put it this way, I have no objection to the two of them being together, but I have to let Xiao Yan quit the entertainment industry and go to study seriously. I haven't gotten into those messy habits yet, if I continue to mix in the entertainment industry, something will happen sooner or later."

After Mrs. Song heard this, she understood everything as soon as she contacted her. It is estimated that the movie was acted by Xiao Yan, and her grandson probably made it clear at the premiere immediately, which is really straightforward.

"You are really more brain-dead than your father," Mrs. Song squinted, "I ask you, how was yesterday's movie?"

Father Song didn't speak, and refrained from boasting.

"It's because I didn't know anything when I saw that child and only looked at people, so I understood better than you. You guys have preconceived ideas, and you have already defined someone's sex here and there, and you see people with colored glasses. What can you see clearly?" Mrs. Song asked back, "Besides, 360 lines, the number one in every line, why do you let people give up their great future and eat your rice? You are not his father."

Father Song was speechless, but when he mentioned Xiao Yan's parents, he remembered again: "I asked someone to investigate yesterday..."

"Why do you investigate people?! Did they break the law? You are a policeman, so you go to investigate them?" Mrs. Song suddenly became angry, and slapped her crutches on the ground.

"This...isn't it because I want to know the basics..." Dad Song felt guilty, "And I didn't intend to say that his family is not good, but his parents divorced and reorganized their families. I haven't looked for him for more than half a year. It’s not easy to see this kid.”

"Then you don't know how to ask yourself, the children will say it by themselves, and you don't intend to hide it from us!" Mrs. Song felt even more distressed, and directly gave Dad Song a cane, "You don't even have the most basic respect for others? The more you live, the more you will go back, Song Jianwei!"

Song's father deeply realized his mistake: "This matter is indeed my fault."

The old lady Song was exhausted, and she simply threw her crutches: "Xiao Yan looks good to me, and the most important thing is that Xiao Jing also likes it. You'd better agree, don't make things difficult for others, and don't let your wife make things difficult for others, Otherwise, I'm going to faint! Eh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)..."

Song's father hurried to help: "Mom..."

So, Dad Song, completely defeated.

As soon as Song Ma closed the door, she asked, "Son, Xiao Yan and I fell into the water, who do you save?"

Song Jing: "..."

Song Ma and Song Jing looked at each other for a while, and knew that what I asked just now was a bit unreasonable, so they lost the battle, "Son, in fact, Mom doesn't hate that child, but it's a bit difficult to accept, since you were a little boy Since then, I have thought a lot about what kind of girl you will bring home, is she gentle and beautiful, and will you get along with me? If I quarrel with her and have conflicts that day, you help me I still help her...I also think about your children in the future, and think about whether I was like an old woman when I held my grandson..."

Song Ma was pacing back and forth in the room. In fact, she didn't know what she wanted to express, but she wanted to say whatever she wanted to say, and she wanted to confide all the mess in her head.

Song Jing didn't interrupt, she found a chair and sat down, quietly listening.

Song Ma talked for a while, feeling that she was not so bored, she stopped and looked at Song Jing: "Son, in fact, you used to say... well, I thought you didn't mean it."

Song Ma still remembers that Song Jing was overworked and sent to the hospital. After waking up, he talked less and was diagnosed with mild depression by the doctor, so when Song Jing came out of the closet, everyone thought he was crazy up.

Song Jing looked at her: "I mean it."

Song's mother was still a little unbelievable, "But you used to have girlfriends, why did you suddenly fall in love with men after a serious illness?"

Song Jing said seriously: "Because of disease."

"...Son, you are fooling your brother." Song Ma sighed, and said earnestly: "Mom also came here, and Mom knows that every man in love is hot-headed and impulsive, but have you ever thought about it? There is a 9-year gap between the two of you, and there is a three-year-old generation gap between you two. Do you really have a common topic? Your preferences, concepts, thoughts, perspectives and depths of seeing problems, and lifestyles... …These things that need to be experienced to accumulate are all different. After the initial enthusiasm fades, these differences will lead to a very unhappy life for you. If you are unhappy for a long time, it will be difficult to maintain this relationship. Son, do you understand? "

"I understand." Song Jing actually agreed with Song Ma's words.

He probably thought about it a long time ago. For example, would his little emperor be disillusioned and disappointed when he found out that Prime Minister Song in his mind was not actually super powerful?For example, when he is 50 or [-] years old, Xiaoyan is full of blood, will he get tired of it?Of course, he is even more worried about the latter, Song Jing, after all, the little guy always drools at him in a daze, and often says he wants to protect his beauty.

After getting along for a long time, the two actually had conflicts and bumps, but Song Jing was slowly changing, and Xiao Yan was also slowly changing. He himself became more honest and down-to-earth, no longer unpredictable As for the little guy, I have seen Uncle Song with a sloppy beard, and old Mrs. Song who nagged endlessly. From the previous blind worship, now I can laugh at him, and my courage grows day by day. Sometimes he For a while, Xiao Yan couldn't be restrained.

And the little guy seems to have been enthusiastic for so many years, and he hasn't seen him stop.

So Song Jing is probably considered to be favored and confident, and feels that some small frictions are also very cute.

Mother Song looked at the tenderness in Song Jing's eyes, and thought to herself, it's over, the eldest son is completely trapped this time, it's useless to say more, come on, let him fall into it.Song's mother said helplessly: "Stinky boy, when the kid thinks you are old, you will know how wise your mother is right now."

Song Jing narrowed her eyes and smiled: "Thank you."

He will not give the little guy a chance to dislike him.

But Song Jing felt that Song Ma was a good mother, she was sincerely thinking about her son, she also respected his opinion, and what was even more commendable was that she was sensible.

"Son, I don't want to say anything else, so you don't think I'm long-winded, so Mom will ask you a question at the end," Song Ma asked sincerely and seriously, "Xiao Yan and I fell into the water, who did you save? ??"

Song Jing: "..."

He retracted his previous thoughts.

Mom Song, get it done.

As for Xiao Yan and Song Xuyao, they finally chose to squat on the stairs and think about life.

Xiao Yan looked depressed: "You still said that your father is not fierce, but you have never seen him smile."

"It depends on the definition of fierce," Song Xuyao ​​argued, "Although my dad doesn't like to laugh, he doesn't like to beat people either. Your grades are so bad. Has your dad ever beat you up?"

"No... shit, who is the scum?!" Xiao Yan thought to himself that when he was the prince, Huang Ama could spoil him. As for the father in name, he has never even seen him. It's almost New Year's Eve Not even a phone.

"Okay," Song Xuyao ​​compromised in a very principled manner, "Thinking about it carefully, my dad is quite fierce, and he would make a bad face every now and then. It's really hard to stop."

Xiao Yan nodded with deep understanding.

Father Song, who came out of the study door after talking, could squeeze out ink on his face when he heard the words, and was about to step forward, but Mrs. Song stopped him with a cane, gave her son a look, and asked Father Song to reflect on himself and educate him. There must be something wrong with the method, otherwise how could the two brats complain.

Then I heard Song Xuyao ​​talking more and more vigorously, dancing and gesticulating: "Actually, my grandma is also very picky, and she has a lot of rules. I suspect that she is a Virgo. She can only sit half of the table and sofa, and there should be no leftovers in the eating bowl." A grain of rice dropped on the table and I had to pick it up and stuff it into my mouth, and the spoon couldn’t make any noise with the bowl when I was eating soup, and for a while, I didn’t dare to drink soup as long as I was eating with my grandma!”

"Yes! It's too difficult." Xiao Yan thought of the nanny who taught the rules in the palace when he was a child, and they were exactly the same!

"You still understand me!" Song Xuyao ​​excitedly grasped Xiao Yan's hand, as if after so many years of fighting alone, he had finally found a comrade-in-arms who stood on the united front with him. He really regretted why he didn't let his elder brother take Xiao Yan earlier Come back and suffer together, or he can take it home, the two furry heads are incomparably closer to each other consciously, it's really exciting for Rory to complain about his parents together.

However, in the next second, Mrs. Song's voice sounded behind the two of them: "What do you know? Is there anything happy that you can't say in person, so that your father and I can be happy together."

Song Xuyao ​​and Xiao Yan both gasped and looked at each other.

It's over, it's over, it's over!

Dead dead dead!

So when Song Ma and Song Jing opened the door and came out, they saw Song Xuyao ​​and Xiao Yan standing at the door of the study for punishment.

When the two heard the movement, they turned their heads in unison and looked over with tears in their eyes.

Song's mother couldn't help laughing, "What's wrong, did you make your father unhappy again?"

"This time it made me unhappy." Mrs. Song put a cane on the side twice, and even Song's father was ordered to make tea.

The two people who were punished to stand shrank back to the side, for fear of being beaten.

Song Jing reached out and rubbed Xiao Yan's cloudy head, "Don't keep playing with Xu Yao, it's easy to be stupid."

Song Xuyao, who was lying on the gun again: "qwq!"

#Huh?Why do you say again? #

Song Ma walked up to Xiao Yan and took out a check, "Sorry, I haven't greeted you well, this is for you, Xiao Yan."

This kind of drama of taking a check and throwing him in the face is finally online!

Why is Mao still a little excited?

Xiao Yan didn't answer, shook his head like a rattle, and said righteously: "I will not leave Lao Song!"

Song Ma smiled even wider, "Silly boy, this is a red envelope for meeting you, but I was in a hurry and didn't find the red envelope to pack it in. It looks a bit ugly when I take it out, don't mind."

"It's the first time you come to the Song family, you must accept it," Mrs. Song came to help, "This is also our rule here, Xiaoyan, you have to do it."

Xiao Yan was stunned for a while, then took it over and said, "Thank you, Auntie!"

Song Xuyao ​​elbowed him: "You are so stupid, what kind of aunt do you call me after receiving the red envelope, your eyesight is really hopeless."

Xiao Yan glanced at Song Jing and blushed: "Thank you mom! Thank you grandma!"

Song Jing couldn't help but rubbed his head again when he heard the words.

Mrs. Song quickly responded with a happy face.

Song Xuyao ​​quickly elbowed the smiling mother Song again, "Mom, isn't this account running out of money again?"

Mama Song trembled when she raised her hand, "Nonsense."

Song Xuyao ​​groaned and covered his head, only seeing the newcomers laughing, but not hearing the old ones crying, no more love!He wants to run away from home! qaq!