Song Ci looked at the door happily, and indeed saw Song Zhiyu walking in with her son in her arms, with Niu Paner on his back, and his smile became even stronger.

Niu Pan'er was very busy in the military camp, but she hadn't shown up for a long time. Now that the family of three has returned home, Song Ci is naturally happy.

But the couple quarreled? The look looked a little wrong.

Song Ci's face was silent and she waved with a smile: "Why did you have time to go home today?"

"Mother." Niu Pan'er bowed to Song Cifu and replied with a smile: "I've been relaxing these days. I thought I hadn't come to pay my respects to you for a long time, so I went home and stayed there for a few days to accompany you."

Song Zhiyu snorted.

Song Ci raised his eyebrows and said, "That's good. You can tell the eldest lady that you can warm up the ground dragon in Fufengxie and prepare a few more charcoal pots to get rid of the cold air in the house."

"Yes, Madam."

Song Zhiyu had already called him "Mom" and then asked Niu Bo to call him grandmother.

"Zu Mu..." Niu Hongbo was obviously taught in the palace, and actually shouted to Song Ci, but the sound was not very correct.

Song Ci was overjoyed: "We Boom can speak? We are less than one year old, so let grandma see it."

Song Zhiyu said proudly: "That's right, I don't even see whose son it is. I teach you day and night. His first call to him was dad."

"Didn't you say that he called his mother the first thing?" Niu Pan'er interrupted.

Song Zhiyu glared at her: "I'm talking to my mother, don't interrupt, it's not your business...Oh."

He grabbed his forehead, glanced at the doll on the ground, stared at Song Ci, and said, "Mom, why are you hitting me? Do you want to scare your baby to death?"

"Bah! Don't be here to play tricks, I ask you, how did you talk to your wife just now? I haven't seen you for a few days, but I've become capable. I've learned that machismo style and know how to yell at your wife? But I'm spoiled you." Song Ci grabbed another tiger head and smashed it over.

Niu Bohong was so happy that he clapped his palm and screamed. When Brother Dan saw that he clapped his palm, he also clapped his palms, giggled, and his saliva flowed all over his chin.

Song Zhiyu: “…”

Who said he was weak? This is not very energetic.

Seeing that Song Zhiyu was embarrassed, Niu Pan'er said, "Mother, don't blame him, he is angry with me."

"Angry?" Song Ci glared at her and knocked her over with Buqiu Ren at her hand: "Why are you angry? Your wife is in the military camp all day long. It's rare to come back after she gets angry. I've seen it since I entered the door. You look at your wife. I think you are afraid that you want to go to heaven and you deserve a beating."

Song Zhiyu jumped up and hugged her hands and said, "Mom, you are indiscriminate, why did you hit me first? Don't ask, why did she get angry with me?"

"I don't care. Your wife is always right. If your wife is wrong, you will be wrong. If you don't agree, you have to hold it in your hands."

Song Zhiyu almost rolled his eyes and ran away. Isn’t this a fallacy? He is really a married baby and a splashed water. There is no place for him to live in this mansion.

Song Ci's Buqu Ren was about to fall down again, Niu Pan'er rushed over and was hit on Song Zhiyu's arm.

Everyone: "..."

Song Zhiyu was stunned for a moment, quit, pulled her away, and said anxiously: "Who told you to pounce on me? Where did you hit me? Does it hurt?"

That's not asking for help, but it's made of ivory. I'm so cruel and beat me as soon as I say.

Song Ci looked at him and looked at Madam Gong, who raised his thumbs up at her.
Chapter completed!