People love their son

When Song Ci learned that Song Zhiyuan and his wife were coming together, an old face couldn't help but smile a little. He looked at the man's son sitting opposite the south window and nodded secretly.

"I haven't seen you for a while, and you've seen you lose weight again. In the palace, won't the emperor let you have enough food?"

Faced with the old mother's joke, Song Zhiyuan smiled helplessly and said, "Without the reason why you can't eat enough after following the emperor to deal with the government. Don't squeeze your son. It's because of the bitter summer and the weather is too hot, so you eat less. But you, you look so energetic."

"I'm adding Jinsun again, how can I feel bad? The bitter summer is a problem. As autumn comes, let your wife ask the kitchen to make more soup to cleanse the heart and moisten the lungs and nourish the body, so don't be too busy."

Mrs. Song hurriedly said, "Don't worry, my mother, I can save my wife."

As he was talking, the baby cried out from outside.

Song Ci glanced at the bell and smiled and said, "It must be that Brother Dan knew that his father was back. He woke up earlier than usual."

Song Zhiyuan looked towards the door.

He was already forty-two, and he only got another young son when he was middle-aged. This one was considered to be his old son and Gu, so he naturally cared about it.

Deng came in with Brother Dan in his arms, and there were two maids next to him. When he saw Song Zhiyuan, he immediately wanted to kneel down.

"Stop kneeling, bring me over." Song Zhiyuan stopped her.

Deng hurried forward, and Mrs. Song stood up and took Dan Ge'er in person, with a cautious expression, for fear that this little ancestor would be furious again.

Fortunately, the little ancestor was very embarrassed this time and didn't cry. Mrs. Song was a little depressed.

It’s not that he knows his father is here and he doesn’t dare to act a fool!

Song Zhiyuan raised his eyebrows leisurely and glanced at her sideways. Isn't it possible?

Mrs. Song was embarrassed, feeling like her face was swollen by herself.

Song Zhiyuan took the child from her and asked, "I heard that my brother had a fever two days ago. How is it now?"

"When I say to the prime minister, Dr. Chen has come to the hospital for treatment. He has lost his fever in the third year of junior high school. He is not seriously injured, but he is still in a bad mood." Deng replied with a kneel.

Song Zhiyuan said: "It's a tough guy."

He looked down and was surprised at the moment. This white and elegant little guy was the little thing with a black and red face he had held that day?

But I haven't seen each other for a month, but I just changed my appearance. It looks very hard and cute.

He weighed the weight, and it was a little heavy, and he couldn't help but feel happy, with a smile in his eyes, his tongue pressed against his upper jaw, and he went to tease the little guy with two thuds.

Song Zhiyuan is in a high position. Although he does not hold an air on weekdays, his majesty of living in the officialdom for a long time is unconsciously awe-inspiringly. Now, holding a child with a kind face, it is eye-opening.

"It is true that the people love their youngest son. Judging from the favor in your eyes, our little six is ​​fortunate to have caught your eye." Song Ci joked.

Song Zhiyuan smiled and said, "This child is very well-raised, which is completely different from when he was just born, and it is indeed a bit pleasing."

Mrs. Song said with a slight interest: "I said that the Feng Shui here of my mother is to support people, and Brother Dan will also benefit from it."

Everyone also picked up Song Ci.

After making fun of him for a while, my brother happened to pull him up, and the smell was so stinking that even Song Ci couldn't stand it. Deng and others hurriedly took him down to change the bath.

Mrs. Song was also knowledgeable and tactful. She knew that Song Zhiyuan and Song Ci had not seen each other for a long time, so she must have something to say, so she found an excuse to go to the kitchen and ordered cooking.

Song Zhiyuan held the tea and said to Song Ci: "Mom, Gu's personality is sometimes twisted, and it will be tiring for you."
Chapter completed!