The Female Partner Refuses To Be Cannon Fodder

Maybe it's not that she has changed, but that she has always been like this? It's just that he didn't see it at that time? Thinking of this, Song Ruizhe knocked on Father Song's bedroom door.

Mother Song kicked Father Song: "Your son must be here, you go to open the door!"

She now feels that her son's face looks particularly sad, and when she thinks of He Miaomiao, Song's mother's heart hurts. She doesn't require He Miaomiao to be as good as Tang Peijun, simply because He Miaomiao's careful thinking is really not on the stage.

Father Song smiled bitterly and went down to open the door. When he saw Song Ruizhe standing at the door, Father Song gave in, "Come in, we happen to have something to talk to you."

Mother Song sat cross-legged on the big bed and looked at her son who was silent when she came in. She stroked her forehead tiredly: "If you have anything to say, don't be so petty that you can't get on the table."

Mother Song's personality is more open and generous, and she likes to go straight to everything. Seeing her son being so speechless now, she felt uncomfortable in her heart.

"I just want to come to discuss with you, can I miss Peijun's name at home in the future? Now she has nothing to do with us, and always mentions that she doesn't feel good."

Mother Song understood immediately, she squeezed her finger: "Yes, I have discussed with your dad, and I will try not to mention Peijun at home in the future, but this is not something that can be solved by avoiding it. As far as I know, since you are here After being together, Junjun never contacted you again, right? Are you now so worried about Junjun's existence?"

"Yes, since the college entrance examination, we haven't contacted again. It's not that I am worried about Peijun's existence. I think that after all, the elders have mentioned the engagement matter before, and now it will inevitably be a bit embarrassing to mention her again."

Song Ruizhe's face burned a little panic, but for the sake of An He Miaomiao's heart, he still said this.

"Okay, we understand what you mean. We won't say anything in the future." Father Song finally said something, watching his son turn around and go out, Father Song said again: "We don't mention it, but it is impossible to guarantee that no outsider will mention it in the future. ."

"In the future, Junjun will always get better and better. You can plug our mouths, but outsiders' mouths can't be blocked. I don't think Junjun has that meaning to you. If you don't say she will not cause her to cause any trouble in the future. ."

"Go out and comfort your girlfriend." Mother Song waved, and her son became less and less like him when he fell in love.

Seeing Song Ruizhe went out, Mother Song lay on her back on the big bed: "What do you think this is all about? The result is that we are not human inside and outside. I can't accept the strength of Junjun, and instead want us to regress."

"Okay, you don't want to say a few words, that kid is a thoughtful child, more words are more wrong."

"I just complained a few words in front of you, do you see what I said at night?" Mother Song hammered Father Song with a fist. If she couldn't say anything in front of Father Song, then she would really be suffocated to death.

How can my son find a girlfriend? He has found a young ancestor to come back!

Song Ruizhe felt uncomfortable when he came out of his parents' room. As a child, he was supposed to be filial to his parents, but now he is asking his parents to give in first, and he feels bored thinking of this.

But when he saw He Miaomiao standing by the kitchen, he comforted himself again. It didn't matter. If the parents' temporary retreat could relieve He Miaomiao's psychological pressure, it would be worthwhile.

Jiang Chan didn't know what happened to the Song family at the opposite door. She went into the study after eating mother Tang's loving dinner. She has to stay longer in this world, because the original owner wants to wait for Song Ruizhe to get married and have children before returning.

She wanted to be a bystander to see if Song Ruizhe and He Miaomiao would go on without her. Jiang Chan couldn't understand her thoughts, but she would be happy to stay here for a few more years.

The world is quite interesting, plus she is still studying behind the professor, and she can learn a lot of new knowledge. She was really reluctant to let her go back in a short while.

Since I decided to stay here for a few more years, I can't go to waste. Today the company's main products are the first-generation babysitter robot and the second-generation bodyguard robot.

The product is also a bit single, Jiang Chan wondered whether to make something else? Aside from other things, it would be better if we could stay at home and make life more convenient for everyone.

I just want to do something for a while, and I don't seem to have a clue. I was thinking about it, and suddenly I heard a scream from the community downstairs, followed by the owner's voice: "Erha, slow down, I can't keep up..."

Jiang Chan looked at it and saw that an energetic Erha was running wildly on the road of the community, and a young man ran after him on the ground out of breath. It just happened that I couldn't loosen the dog leash in my hand. Once I loosen it, I don't know where to go.

Jiang Chan's eyes circled the slippery Erha. Erha is a natural demolition king. Most people rarely choose Erha and cannot afford the consequences of Erha's demolition.

Besides, Erha is also a large dog, and it is rare for middle-aged and elderly people to choose such a large pet. First of all, the physical strength of the elderly cannot keep up, and it is difficult to control such a big dog.

If there is a product that pets can use, it will let them vent their excess energy. Jiang Chan stared at the Erha for several times, thinking about it in his mind.

Mother Tang came in with a bowl of sugar water: "What are you looking at? Are you looking at it? This Erha is a star in the community recently. UU reading www.uukānshu.com can be noisy, and I have to go out every morning and evening, lively. The ground is very good."

"Really? I think it's quite energetic." Jiang Chan stared at Erha intently, thinking of Erha's habits in his mind.

"Do you want to keep a pet? Actually, it is not impossible." Mother Tang leaned on the table: "You are not at home, the house looks a lot more empty. If there is a pet in the house, it will be more lively."

"Then have a pet? It's not that our family can't afford it. It's better to have a dog, and let my father take it out for a walk, so that he won't sit there after eating all day long."

"Your dad likes to be quiet the most. He might be unhappy to let him go out for a dog walk. If you have a dog, what kind of pet dog do you want?"

Mother Tang excitedly explored with Jiang Chan which type of dog is better.

"I don't like pet dogs," Jiang Chan frowned. "I like the native dogs in the countryside. They can look after the house. Unlike pet dogs, they waved and left."

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