The Villain’s Mother

Xia Xia is also very open. I really have to wait for the emotional entanglements of these three people. At least it is more than ten years later. Moreover, Wang Tsai is different from Wang Zhai in the original book. She is not necessary at all. Too much entangled in the original novel story, this is completely mediocrity, she is very good at self-consolation, and soon after a while will leave Xu Yi and the story of the novel, Song Ting deep and Wang Zi see her return to normal, although I do not understand she just because What is irritating, but as long as she is happy again, they will be completely relieved. To put it bluntly, they are now looking at Xia Xia’s eyes.

After the Chinese New Year, Song Ting Shen cleaned up his second bedroom. With a strong posture, he twisted Wang Tsai and let him move in. He was in the master bedroom with his own pillow.

Although Wang Tsai sometimes slandered and stayed in the master bedroom for one night, but for Song Tingshen, the result was good, at least now he can sleep in the evening.

Tonight, Wang Zi wanted to sleep with her parents. After the shower, she sneaked in, lying in the middle of the big bed, a grandfather.

Xia Xia does not stop him. Sometimes Wang Zi is there, she is still a little easier, at least she can sleep until dawn.

Song Tingshen came out of the bathroom and only surrounded a bath towel. When he saw Wang Zi, he was speechless. "You slept here the day before yesterday. Song Shuyan, we said it is good, only once a week."

I heard this in the summer, and I want to talk to Song Ting, we also said that we only have two times a week...

This is a nonsense way of doing things, and it really is a father and a son.

Wang Zi has a very own set of this. "I don't remember, and I didn't sign a contract."

It is now possible to see that Wang Tsai is very conscious of this aspect of business.

In addition to signing the contract, the lack of air is naturally untenable.

Song Ting was deeply angry. "As a man, every word you say, even if you don't sign a contract, you have to be responsible for it."

Xia Xia was amused by the interaction between the father and the son, but Song Tingshen was very serious about educating his son, she could only squat.

Wang Zi thought for a moment and said, "When the man is too tired, the girl is much easier."

As a man, you have to do this. To be like that, there are too many rules.

Song Ting sneered. "You still don't understand. In this society, girls are not necessarily more relaxed than men, and even more tired."

For this, Xia Xia still very much agrees, and even nodded. "Your father is right, the girl will not be easier than the man, because you are not a girl, so you can't feel it."

Wang Zi sighed. "That is to say, no matter if you are a man or a girl, you are too tired, then I don't want to be a human."

Song Ting-shen is confronted with the face of the summer, and this is the theory of his son.

"What do you want to be?" asked Xia Xia.

"When a dog." Wang Tsai said.

Song Tingshen: "..."

Wang Zi shook his head again. "I don't want to be a dog anymore. Dogs are going to be held by rope every day, and they are always at home, don't."

When I think about it, Wang Tsai still feels that being the best person can eat ice cream to eat chicken wings, and can watch cartoons to sleep with mom and dad. He said: "Then I am still a good person, when people are better. ”

Since choosing a person or a man, it is natural to abide by his own agreement. Wang Zhai, under the pressure of Song Tingshen, reluctantly climbed down from the bed and slammed back to his room to sleep.

If you don't think about whether Song Tingshen has selfishness, he is very much recognized by the way he teaches children.

There is Song Ting deep, she does not worry that Wang Tsai will be raised.

If she is there, she is not worried that Wang Tsai will lack love.

Under her joint efforts with Song Tingshen, Wang Tsai will not only become a villain, but will certainly become a particularly good person. She is confident that she still has it.

There were only two of them in the room. Song Ting was lying in bed, patted the position next to him, and said to Xia Xia: "Go up to sleep."

Xia Xia pointed to his face. "I haven't finished skin care yet."

Song Tingshen was helpless and sighed. "Is so many layers on my face every day, don't I feel overwhelmed?"

"You don't paint anything every day, will your face not do?" He said that he didn't say that Song Ting's skin is old bark. Well, Song Tingshen is the most jealous person, even if he No skin care, even if he doesn't paint anything, this skin looks good.

Their husband and wife are two extremes, a daily skin care, one step is not afraid to fall, a face cream is not painted, basically every day is washed with water, the cost of skin care is almost zero.

Anyway, after the end of skin care, Xia Xia still had to climb to bed.

Song Ting thought deeply, still did not trust, climbed up from the bed, came to the door, locked the bedroom door.

He Xia yelled at him, "Is it necessary? It is also anti-locking."

What old father, I don’t know, I thought it was a thief.

Song Ting Shen stood firm and nodded. "It is very necessary. If you don't allow Wang Zi to wait, he will sneak up. This kind of thing he has not done."

Xia Xia: "..."

If you don’t know how to know the son of Mo Ruo, the two of them just lie down for a while, chatting about the sky, and they heard the sound coming from the door.

Wang Tsai walked barefoot on the carpet. He explored his hand and prepared to open the door quietly. He thought that Mom and Dad might all fall asleep. He told them that they would not sneak into the bed.

Song Ting sneaked a glimpse of Xia Xia, whispered: "Is there a glimpse?"

Wang Zi did not dare to wake up his father and mother when he opened the door without fruit. He was just wondering why this door could not be opened today. He could only turn around and return to his bedroom.

Xia Xia brain made up his look at this moment, and he couldn’t help but feel soft. "Or let him sleep with us, he is still small."

"No." Song Tingshen’s attitude is very firm. "You can’t give the child the illusion that parents can easily compromise. As a parent, we will really let him, but others, if he feels that others’ compromises are taken for granted. At that time, he is the most annoying person in the world, and he is not too young. He is five years old. The child of this age should sleep on his own and train his independent temper. You and me are good."

"Well, you are right." In the aspect of educating children, she is still a novice rookie. After all, she did not take long as a mother, and Song Tingshen has already fully entered the role of father in the beginning of Wang Tsai’s birth. No matter which aspect he looks at, he knows more than she knows.

Wang Tsai was not timid. He was not afraid to sleep alone. He was lying on the bed. He looked at the ceiling and sighed deeply. He rolled over, wrapped his quilt, closed his eyes and stopped for a while. I fell asleep, not so poor as I imagined in summer.

At eleven o'clock in the evening, Song Ting deep put on his pajama pants. Xia Xia was exhausted and fell asleep early. He cautiously got up, opened the door, went to the second bedroom, covered Wangzi with a quilt, and sat at the bed and looked at him. For a while, this is safe to return to the master bedroom to sleep in the summer.

***

The shop in Xixia was opened near the Song Dynasty before the arrival of the summer. In order to support his wife, Song Ting-shen was very calm and public, and greeted him with the administrative personnel. Afterwards, the desserts in the tea room should be supplied by the shop in the summer. Originally, there will be such an expenditure every month on the administrative side, and it is naturally that the fertilizer does not flow outside the field.

For Xia Xia, Song is her big patron, and she supplies afternoon tea to Song. She will not lose money in a month. Song Tingshen really supports her with strength.

After learning Song Ting Shen for a period of time, Xia Xia first made some advertising fees on the Internet. Please ask a few food bloggers to help promote the hair. The effect is very significant. Of course, Xia Xia still feels that the most important thing is the taste of cake dessert. Absolutely pass, or people are looking forward to punching cards once, and found that it is not worth it at all. Isn't it a self-styled face?

The taste is good, the environment is good, the location is not bad, plus someone promotes, the shop in Xixia has a tendency to become a red store.

The better the business, the busier the summer is. She goes to the store almost every day to patrol the circle. Qin Yu’s affairs also give her a lot of inspiration. In the whole industry, she gives the chefs and employees the treatment. In the best, she used to work for people. She knows that talking to employees is a hooligan. It is the most practical to talk about salary. Therefore, she will give employees the treatment they want, but only if they have to do the work. Ok, finally reach a win-win situation.

Song Tingshen occasionally came to the store when his work was not so busy. The clerk did not know that he was Song’s Song Ting-shen. After all, strictly speaking, the average person knows the merchants, so the other big bosses Not many people know each other, so the clerk only knows that he is the boss's husband, working in the vicinity, they don't know more information.

On this day, Song Ting Shen came over to the afternoon tea, sitting in the corner of the window with Xia Xia, and Xia Tuo, said, "I feel that I have robbed the scene. In Song, everyone thinks that I am yours." Wife... Mrs. Song is my label. Now that you are at my site, although I don’t have many employees, but in their hearts, you are my husband in summer."

Husband's husband?

Song Ting Shen tasted the label and the name, and found that he liked it.