The Villain’s Mother

The more important dinner in Song Ting's deep mouth, I am afraid that even Chen Assistant can't think of it with Wang Xia and Wang Zi.

Xia Xia has booked a good restaurant in the city. Fortunately, today is a working day. It is not a problem to order a small box. Considering that there are children, the food is also biased towards light Cantonese cuisine.

When Wang Tsai saw Song Tingshen coming out of the elevator, he said excitedly: "Dad is out! I saw it!"

Xia Xia knew that the relationship between the father and the son was also good. He opened the door, and Wang Zi quickly got out of the car. The small short-legged squatted like a small cannonball and rushed to the soul of Song Ting. Song Ting took advantage of him. The father and son did not know what to say, and the expression was very pleasant.

The more I watched their feelings, the more I was grateful for my decision at the time. It was really good for Song Ting to live, whether it was for her or for Wang Tsai.

Song Ting deeply embraced Wang Tsai and came over to the side of the car. He opened the door and sat in. Wang Chai now has a little rejection of the child safety seat. In his opinion, this is a child sitting, he is already four years old. Now, I have to go to work in the middle of the class. Why do I have to sit here?

"Dad, I don't want to sit here..." Wang Zi twisted his fat body and decided to fight for his rights.

Song Tingshen is a kind father, but he is a strict father on many principled issues. "No."

He was obliged to let Wang Zi sit in the child seat and fasten his seat belt. This is a lot of satisfaction.

Wang Tsai is dissatisfied. "Other children in our class are not sitting in this car."

"That is because their father and mother are too big." On this kind of problem, Xia Xia naturally stood in the united front with Song Ting. There is absolutely no singer who sings a red face and sings a white face. They are consistent with the outside world. Wang Tsai, "Mom and Dad are for your safety. Do you want your mom and dad to worry about you when driving? Wang Tsai, other things can be discussed, this thing can't be done."

Wang Zi sighed, "When can I not sit here?"

"Look at the situation."

Wang Tsai: "..."

Song Ting touched Wang Xiaozi’s small head. “Your mother is right, listen to her mother’s words.”

Wang Tsai squinted. "Mother and Dad are playing well now, you all say me."

The expressive ability of children is limited, but whether it is Song Tingshen or Xia Xia, they all know what Wang Zhai’s words mean.

The "good play" in his mouth is "good relationship."

Song Tingshen and Xia Xia did not refute these words. The two adults all transferred the same topic, and they said the same thing: "Wangzi is not happy in kindergarten today?"

Wang Zi’s attention was easily transferred, and she immediately began to share some small things in kindergarten today with her parents.

He talked about dancing, Xia Xia was driving, and occasionally he listened. Song Ting deep listened patiently. When Wang Tsai needs to respond, he is also unambiguous.

"Mom, have you got a hundred percent of your exam today?" Wang Zi’s small head is not a lot of things, but he still remembers that his mother had an exam today, and he asked after he thought about it.

Xia Xia was driving the car to the parking lot. Song Ting did not want her to be distracted. She took the initiative to reply to her: "Mom performed very well today and got a first place in the first place, so we went out to eat today to help my mother celebrate. ”

The focus of Wang Tsai’s attention is obviously very strange. His current mode of thinking, even if he was with him for four years, couldn’t understand it. Just like this, he asked: “How did Dad know?”

Song Ting sighed a little, "Mom called my father."

Wang Tsai was really jealous, and snorted twice. "Mom calls my dad and doesn't call me."

Is this the point?

Obviously in the hearts of children, this is the point.

After getting off the bus, Xia Xia repeatedly promised that he must also call him in the future, and he will never forget him again. Wang Zi is satisfied.

He held the neck of Xia Xia and asked: "Mom, are you good with Dad, or are you good with me?"

I am helpless in summer. "Good with you, good with Dad, can't you?"

The child will be jealous, even if that person is his father.

"No, you have to be with me the best, Dad is going to be behind." Xiaopang wants to be the first in his mother's mind, not wanting to be the second.

Song Tingshen: "..."

Although Wangzi ate a little vinegar because of this incident, he soon forgot that the family of three had a happy meal. This restaurant tastes good. If it is not blocked by the summer, Wang Tsai can’t wait for it. After the plate was burnt, he liked to eat meat. He didn't like to eat green vegetables. The meat on his body and the lotus root arm didn't mean anything to him.

After dinner, Xia Xia saw a fruit supermarket opposite the restaurant. It was just that there was no parking space on the side of the street. He said that after buying the fruit, he came back and drove home.

Song Tingshen has no opinions with Wang Tsai, and does not need to open up in the summer. As a man, of course, he has to consciously help to mention things.

When going through the sidewalk, Song Tingshen will hold Wang Tsai. Although Wang Tsai is very embarrassed, he is a child after all. This is just a pedestrian green light. When Song Ting is holding Wang Tsai and preparing to go across the street, Wang Tsai Suddenly, I used a small fist to smash the arm of Song Ting Shen...

Song Ting deep temperature channel: "What?"

Wang Tsai pointed to the side of the summer, said: "Dad is holding the mother, crossing the road is dangerous."

Xia Xia quickly said: "Mom is just next to Dad."

Wang Tsai was angry, once again stressed, like a small adult, said very seriously: "It is dangerous to cross the road, Dad is holding the mother's hand!"

When Xia Xia was still thinking about how to fool the past, Song Tingshen suddenly took her hand. His palm seemed to have a thin layer of sputum. The warm touch came and she was stunned.

Song Tingshen held Wang Zi in one hand and held her in one hand. He did not squint and walked calmly across the street.

Xia Xia looked at him, then looked down at the hand that was holding it together. I don’t know why, my heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and I couldn’t even think of what I was going to say.

What does he mean by this?

Until he let go of her hand, a family of three went into the fruit supermarket, and the summer was dizzy.

On the one hand, she wants to convince herself that she should not be passionate. After all, she had to cross the road. Song Tingshen did not want to waste time. She took her hand under the urging of Wang Zi...

On the other hand, it seems that it is not the same thing out of women's intuition.

Do you want to be passionate?

阮 Summer reluctantly regained calm, I thought, I have not talked about love, even if I really have a little embarrassment with Song Ting, she should not be confused. With such psychological construction, she began to carefully select fruits, Song Tingshen I consciously took out my wallet and paid for it.

Fortunately, Song Tingshen carried a fruit bag in his hand. When he went back to the parking lot, Wang Zi did not ask him to take the summer. After all, he still could see that his father had no hands and then took the mother.

Xia Xia followed him and looked at his tall and straight body. It was not completely dark, and the light shining on him could not tell whether it was a sunset or a street lamp, which made him feel like he was coming out of the movie. The characters are average.

Song Jinxi is really disturbing.

He didn't know how much he was calm, but she was so confused because she was holding hands. It was not good, and she seemed too weak.

What Xia Xia didn't know was that Song Tingshen did not have the calmness that he showed.

He didn't know why he suddenly took her hand, and even he couldn't find a strong reason to convince him. It was probably a long-lost impulse. No reason, just want to do it.

In the life of more than 30 years, I have to take care of the overall situation and dare not go the wrong way. At this moment, he does not want to think about the consequences of doing so. He does not want to think about whether he will regret it when he wakes up tomorrow morning.

On the way back, thanks to the small story of Wang Zi, letting Song Ting and Yan Xia suddenly become less and less awkward.

This little guy still doesn't know how strange the atmosphere between his parents is.

Adults have to consider the face of what they do in the world. I want to ask Song Ting-shen loudly, why should I hold her hand?

Such a bridge, such a question, even the current idol drama has slowly disappeared ... can be seen such a plot, even the public does not pay much, it will be too naive.

"Mom, do you want to go to work every day like Dad!" Wang Zi suddenly asked.

Xia Xia rushed back to God, "Well..." She paused. Although she did not name her name, the next sentence was asked by Song Tingshen. "That, that company should have no problem?"

Song Ting looked at her back. "Let the assistant check it out. There is no problem at present. You can try it. If you are not happy, you can resign at any time."

Xia Xia listened to Song Tingshen’s reassurance. In fact, she thought about it later. Maybe the humanistic feelings of this company are like this. It is very warm and polite to everyone. Song Tingshen is also very powerful. He said that there is no problem, then At least there is no big problem on the bright side, she also wants to try, as he said, if it is not appropriate to resign.

"When I sent a salary..." I thought about it in summer. "It should be all November, and I will buy a coat and a dress for you."

Although she still has a lot of money now, if I pay a salary, I will use the money I earn to buy things for my father and son. It will feel different.

Song Ting smiled deeply, "Okay."