After the Rebirth, She Became Mr. Song’s Little Ancestor

For Song Xiaohua, Song Jingtian is not only an elder, but also her only playmate in the Tan Palace.

Having a father who is the president, Song Xiaohua is destined not to go out to play at will.

The staff's children won't stay in Dangong all the time.

Song Xiaohua will go to kindergarten in the second half of the year, and she may be able to make new friends by then, but in Tan Palace, she will still lack young playmates who can share snacks and toys with her in the next five years.

At this moment, Tang Li remembered Li Hao's suggestion three years ago.

After Song Xiaohua finished sitting in the rocking car, she landed on the steering wheel with her short legs, and Tang Li stepped forward and picked up her daughter: "Mom wants to make egg tarts, do you want Xiaohua to come together?"

Desserts are irresistible foods for children.

Song Xiaohua is no exception.

When Tang Li was making egg mixture, the little guy was lying on the table, waiting for the semi-finished product to go to the oven.

Looking at her daughter's shattering face, Tang Li's heart moved slightly, and he took this opportunity to test Song Xiaohua's tone: "We Xiaohua usually drive excavators, and there is no one to give you instructions. Mom thought, should we? Find a helper for our little flower."

The little guy tilted his head, "Mom, do you want to buy a child?"

Tang Li: "..."

Before Tang Li could deny it, Song Xiaohua raised her brows with a serious face: "Mom, although I drive the excavator and move the soil all by myself, I'm really tired, nitrogen (but)! Buying a child is against the law."

Song Xiaohua's vocabulary once again refreshed Tang Li's understanding of preschool children.

Moreover, the three-year-old Song Xiaohua actually knew what crime was.

On second thought, it doesn't seem strange anymore.

In the past two years, Song Xiaohua can be said to be a frequent visitor in the office area. Because the child is young, the adults will not deliberately guard against her when they talk about things. Over time, the little guy is like a parrot, and remember that buying children and taking money indiscriminately are illegal and criminal. .

"Every child has a parent, and if a child is bought by someone else, her/his parent must be very sad."

Afraid that her mother would not be obedient, Song Xiaohua gave an example again earnestly: "If Xiaohua is bought, will my mother not be able to eat or sleep?"

Tang Li asked back: "Then what if... it's your mother who wants to give you a younger brother or sister?"

The topic changes too quickly, and it is inevitable that people will be caught off guard.

Considering the child's comprehension ability, Tang Li specially explained: "In another two years, your uncle may skip a grade and go to university. At that time, he will be busier and busier, and he may not be able to care about you. Mom just thinks, Xiaohua. Wouldn't it be better to have a brother or sister."

These words, the little guy may not understand.

Therefore, Tang Li concluded: "Anyway, my mother gave birth to a younger brother and sister to play with Xiaohua."

"Just like Xiaohua and your uncle." Tang Li added.

Song Xiaohua pursed her lips, a little embarrassed: "But I don't have the money to buy a rocking cart for my brother."

Tang Li: "???"

Song Xiaohua became more and more tangled the more she thought about it.

Her own rocking cart must not be given to her brother.

If given, what does she play?

Although it's nice to have a younger brother to help her...

In the blink of an eye, Song Xiaohua had already thought of a good idea: "Mom, when I move the land, you give birth to your younger brother. When I'm done, you ask your younger brother to go back first and come back tomorrow, is that alright?"

Tang Li: ... Her son's life is very hard.

Compared with her younger brother, Song Xiaohua still loves her uncle more.

At night, Song Xiaohua took advantage of her mother to take a bath and took her mother's mobile phone to call her uncle.

But she soon discovered that she couldn't turn on her phone.

Song Xiaohua slid out of bed and went into the bathroom with her phone: "Mom, I want to watch cartoons."

Tang Li's head was half-washed, but she could still satisfy her daughter's small request. She didn't care about the foam drenching her eyes, and reported the unlock password of her mobile phone: "Remember?"

"Yeah!" Song Xiaohua nodded seriously.

Crawling back to the bed with the phone, she skillfully found her uncle's avatar and made a voice.

After a while, I received a reply from my uncle.

The speech started with a long sigh.

Immediately afterwards, the uncle's wistful voice sounded: "Xiaohua, money is really hard to earn these days, you should study hard!"

Song Xiaohua pursed her lips and frowned, and put her little thumb on 'hold to speak': "Xiaohua must study hard, and make money in the future to support her grandmother, parents, and uncle."

"As expected of our little flower!" Song Jingtian sighed with emotion: "In addition to being the first female president of country S, I really can't think of any other career that can match our little flower!"

He had to give up the road to the presidency for the small button, but fortunately their family had another flower, and they were considered successors.

The old Song family is destined to have two presidents!

Tang Li came out of the shower and found that Song Xiaohua was staring at the phone in a daze.

When she passed, the little guy also raised his head.

Then, the little girl told her that someone was bullying her uncle.

Will Song Jingtian be bullied?

It's good that the little guy doesn't bully others.

Director Chen knew Song Jingtian's identity, so how could he be wronged.

Song Xiaohua was stubborn, she frowned and emphasized, "Uncle, sigh!"

Tang Li took the mobile phone and saw the voice record of the little girl and her kissing uncle. Song Jingtian's words "money is hard to earn" were full of the sadness of the workers. He called back the voice call, but no one answered.

When Song Boyan returned to the master bedroom, Tang Li was talking to Chen Dao on the phone.

And Song Xiaohua had fallen asleep on her father's pillow.

Tang Li asked Director Chen about Song Jingtian's current situation in the crew. She learned that the little guy was hard-working, and that Diao Weiya didn't cry when he hit a rock. Filming a night scene.

Director Chen also made a promise: "At the latest, Xiao Song will be able to return to the capital in a week."

Hanging up the phone, Tang Li looked at Song Boyan——

"You really don't worry about the little guy?"

Since Song Jingtian went to Lishan, Song Boyan didn't mention the little guy.

It was also because the eldest brother didn't ask about him, these days, Song Jingtian didn't dare to call Tan Palace.

Song Boyan said, "We all know how to attack the other party's weakness during negotiations. Are you still afraid that he will suffer?"

"So, Song Xiaohua is your weakness?" Tang Li began to pick words again.

Song Boyan looked at her and sighed: "Compared to the fifth rib on the left side of the chest that is close to the heart, Song Xiaohua, who has not yet grown up, is the rib that has not yet grown."

Tang Li: "..."

Touching his red ears, he also announced a decision: "I know that you are going to Ningcheng for inspection and research next week. As a family member, this time I will apply to go with you."

As for Song Xiaohua, Tang Li was going to bring it.

Song Boyan guessed her intention: "Want to go to the crew to visit the little guy?"

Lishan Film and Television City is located on the outskirts of Ningcheng.

Tang Li asked back, "Can't you?"

Song Boyan was amused when he saw Tang Li's arrogance, and agreed: "If you want to go, let's go together."

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Good night!