The Villain’s Mother

My uncle made a big table dish and made dumplings. This lineup is comparable to the New Year.

Wang Tsai likes to eat dumplings. In his exclusive small bowl, there are a few mini-shaped dumplings. It is what his uncle did for him. He eats one bite and eats it. He wants to eat it. It is purely a snack.

Song Tingshen basically does not drink alcohol, but today may also be in a good mood, opened a can of ice beer, and touched a cup with his uncle.

Weng and Yan actually seldom chat. In fact, they have no common topic. The uncle is also very inferior in front of Song Tingshen. There is no way to put aside the hall of Yuezhang. Even he will unconsciously go to Bajie, not because Song Ting has money. In the heart of this honest man, he only wants to be a little better for the son-in-law, so that the son-in-law will be better for his daughter.

My uncle saw Song Tingshen drinking today. He was even more happy. He not only drank a few cans of cold beer, but also drank a glass of white wine. At this moment, he had some drunkenness. Usually he didn’t have much to say. Pulling Song Ting deep and continually groaning, the aunt took a look at the eyelids to make the eyelids cramps, he could not see, and finally the aunt could only pull the summer to the living room to sit and watch TV, leaving the dining room to the pair of Weng .

Although Song Ting is in the dining room, but after all, it is very close to the living room. Although the aunt has the heart to lick her daughter, she can swallow it again.

I watched my aunt's wish to say something that I dare not say. I used my toes to know what she wanted to say. She always surrounded a few words and asked her to live with Song Ting...

What is it that is a good day to live, she feels that her life is not bad.

According to the coolness of the novel, she has money and leisure, and a lovely son. The only thing that is not perfect is that there is no love.

What kind of ghost is that cute?

In her current identity, she has only two choices. One is to end this plastic marriage with Song Ting, she seeks love, and the second is to talk to the ready-made man Song Ting.

...just she is not interested.

Because of the relationship between drinking and drinking beer, Song Tingshen can only continue to act as a driver.

Although he doesn't drink much, a can of beer is obviously not enough to fill his big man.

Wang Zi sat in the child safety seat and talked with Song Ting on a very serious question. "Dad, why do girls not listen to the truth, do they all like to hear lies?"

It can be seen that the practice of running out and not playing with him under the madness of today’s anger has hurt his self-esteem to a certain extent. Otherwise, it is such a goldfish attribute that Wang Zi will not remember such a thing. just now.

Song Ting looked at Xia Xia, who was concentrating on driving. He thought about it and replied: "Dad is not a girl and does not understand their psychology."

In his life for more than 30 years, he really didn't care about women's thoughts and thoughts.

"That dad, who do you think is the most beautiful person in the world?" Wang Zi asked with a spirit.

In the summer driving in the driver's seat, the ears were quietly erected.

Song Tingshen generally does not lie in front of the child, will he take the opportunity to dig up his emotional history?

"Dad didn't think about it."

Wang Zi shakes his hand. "Then you think now."

Song Ting sighed a deep sigh, and did not know if he had just contacted the blind date object. He said that some plausible words were not appropriate, and it was not very frivolous.

However, he can see that Xia Xia seems to like Wang Zi to praise her beautiful.

"Then I think about it." Song Ting said this way, while taking out his mobile phone and searching on the Internet to "exaggerate whether the object is beautiful or not," he was also afraid to enter the minefield.

He didn't answer his son until he saw the definitive answer. "In the people Dad has seen, your mother is the most beautiful."

Wang Tsai is like finding a comrade-in-arms. "Yes, right! I said that I will not lie. I am telling the truth. The most beautiful person in the world is my mother!"

As the protagonist praised by the father and son, Xia Xia coughed twice and was modest. "Nothing."

Wang Tsai said that would be the case. After all, in the eyes of children, mother is always the most beautiful, but Song Tingshen said such a serious saying, Xia Xia tried to suppress the gradually rising lips.

Next, the father and son were counted as a fancy of the summer, and they boasted that they were guilty.

Is this near-perfect woman in their mouth really her?

How come there is a feeling that they are actually boasting others?

***

Song Tingshen knew that there was a habit of drinking milk in the evening of summer. When he finished his work on hand and went down to the kitchen to drink water, he hesitated for a while, wondering if he would take the initiative to give her a cup of milk.

He didn't have a blind date. Even from small to large, he only had one time to please women. Then he wanted to reach an agreement with Xia Xia to make her a good mother.

However, it turns out that people with high IQs will certainly not be low as long as they are willing.

He found the milk powder that Xia Ping often drank from the cupboard. After the hot water, she gave her a cup of warm milk.

I have just slept in Wang Xia, I am going to finish the microblogging and go to the downstairs to drink milk. Now she has gradually developed the habit of drinking milk at night. She knows that Weibo has not finished brushing, she has heard the knock. The door sound, this point Auntie has long slept, then, the person standing outside the door can only be Song Tingshen.

What did he come over so late?

Xia Xia got up and took her robe from the sofa and put it on her body. I didn't know what it was. When she passed the dressing table, she stopped and looked at the mirror for a while.

Opening the door, Song Ting Shen really stood outside the door, he still wears the pair of gold wire frame glasses, wearing a comfortable and simple home service, completely different from the gas field in the suit during the day.

If it is not through the world of novels, it is really hard to believe that there will be men like Song Tingshen in life.

Song Tingshen held a cup of hot milk and handed it to her. "Just go downstairs and pour water, and give you a cup of milk by the way. You don't have to go downstairs after waiting."

I took the cup in the summer, and the room was at a constant temperature of twenty-six degrees. The hand held the cup, and the warm feeling immediately passed.

"……thank you."

"You don't have to be so polite, just raise your hand." Song Ting paused and said: "I have something to discuss with you."

After listening to him, Xia Xia was completely relieved.

This is right. He is too uncomfortable today. She started from her. When she came back in the evening, she praised her with Wang, and now she is actively helping her to soak milk. If he does not say his purpose, she It may be insomnia because of speculation this evening, after all, his current behavior is not right.

It is strange to say that if other men do such a thing, Xia Xia will think that the person wants to chase her, but Song Ting deep does such a thing, her first reaction is nothing to be diligent, non-rape, stolen... cough Cough, in short, there must be something to ask her, it must be purposeful.

"You said you said, as long as I can get it, I will promise." He Xia rushed back.

"Do you have an arrangement for National Day?" Song Ting asked.

Xia Xia shook his head, thinking, he may have something on National Day, so let her take Wangzi a few days, this is not a big deal, you can promise, anyway, it is now that she brought more Wang Zi.

"I have no activities and no arrangements."

In the past, the original owners were flying with plastic friends to go abroad for ten days and a half, and the days were more beautiful than the gods.

"Well, I am going to take Wang Tsai back to my hometown when I am preparing for National Day. In the past, he was too young, I was busy, so I never took him back to worship my parents. I want to build my parents this year. The cemetery, just take him to see."

Xia Xia only feels that happiness is coming too fast, although Wang Tsai is very cute, although it is very happy to be with children, but a person lying at home salted fish is more beautiful, Song Ting Shen wants to bring Wang Tsai back to his home, she raised her hands and agreed This means that she has at least a few days of her own holiday.

Do you want to go out for a trip? But now there are people everywhere.

I haven't waited for a response from Xia, Song Tingshen said: "So, I want to ask if you have time. If you don't arrange it, come back to my hometown. Wangzi can't leave you now. I am afraid that you are not in him. I will be coming back."

"I am going with you too?" Xia Xia almost thought that his ears had problems.

Song Ting was deeply stunned, and the deep scorpion stared at her. "If you have something, then forget it."

She had already said that she had no activities and no arrangements, and there were any excuses to refuse.

In the memory of the original Lord, not only Wang Zi did not go to Song Tingshen’s hometown, but she did not. In all fairness, Song Tingshen’s request was not excessive. He has not returned in the past few years, and he has time to go back and build parents. The cemetery, it is normal to want to bring a child to the front of the parents' grave. And she, also his nominal wife, has not yet given her in-laws a scent.

What's more, he has already opened this mouth. She has no room for refusal. When she thinks of it, she nodded. "Oh, well, I haven’t given my parents a fragrant incense since I married you. This time I should also Go back and see."

Song Ting saw that she promised so refreshed, and her heart was relaxed.

He found that in fact, Xia Xia is quite good, but why haven’t he found it in the past few years?

It should not be too late to find out now.