Song Lingsu had always hoped that he would have another brother of his mother. Now he got what he wanted and was so nervous that he stood up.

"Is it Brother Dan? Why are you crying so hard?" But the crying sound was so loud that it was worthy of being his own brother.

Deng bowed to Song Lingsu and said with a smile: "The Sixth Master misses the great wife. When he wakes up, he will find someone."

Song Ci said: "I'm afraid I don't know that his elder brother is back, so I'm worried? I'm afraid I'll be beaten?"

The elder brother is like a father, and he is so old. If Song Lingsu wants to be a brother like a "father", he must have majesty, just like his father Song Zhiyuan.

宋令肃却道:“我疼他还来不及呢,怎么会揍他?”

While speaking, he came forward curiously.

Deng originally wanted to give the child to Song Ci, but the latter said: "Hold him and coax him, brother, let's see how this relationship is."

Song Lingsu was a little panicked.

He doesn't understand.

He stretched out his hands and continued the child. He was so nervous that he couldn't move, for fear of throwing the child to the ground, causing everyone to laugh, and made his brother cry even louder.

Fortunately, Deng taught him to adjust the hug posture and hug it smoothly. Song Lingsu followed the actions of his aunt patting his younger sister, gently patting his butt, and coaxing her in a gentle voice.

"Brother Dam, stop crying. I am your elder brother. I will have elder brother to protect you in the future."

Song Ci looked at it, his eyebrows curled.

Few people can really let go of blood and family affection, let alone the milk compatriots.

Brother Dan was also very embarrassed. Under Song Lingsu's patting, he gradually stopped crying, thrusting and choking, and looked at him with open eyes.

Brothers looked at each other.

Looking at the younger brother's eyes, Song Lingsu had an inexplicable feeling on his chest, sour and sore. This little thing was his younger brother.

"Grandmother, he is so beautiful and has so white skin." Song Lingsu said with a smile.

Song Ci said: "What kind of beautiful thing a stinky child says is that he must be called Jun, but the little girl is called beautiful."

Song Lingsu did not comment.

Anyway, he is beautiful, and handsome, both of them are his younger brothers, but he fell in love with them at first sight.

He sat on the Arhat bed with Brother Dan in his arms, stretched out his fingers to light his face, soft, like tofu.

Song Ci teased him for a while and said, "Come to me first when you come back, go and pay your respects to your mother, otherwise she would be unable to suppress her desire to come and see you."

Song Lingsu nodded, took a purse from his waist and stuffed it into Dan Ge'er's cradle, and said, "This is the big brother's meeting gift to us Dan Ge'er."

Yiyi touched his face reluctantly before leaving Song Ci and went to the main courtyard.

Mrs. Song had indeed been looking forward to it. Seeing the eldest son's tall figure, her eyes turned red and tears were pouring up, and she was about to fall.

"Mother, the unfilial one is back." Song Lingsu knelt down and gave a big gift.

The mother and son joined each other into the east wing and had a good chat.

"Go to pay your grandmother's greetings first? But have you seen your brother?"

Song Lingsu nodded with a smile: "I saw him, he was very beautiful. My son heard that he was very troubled when he was born. Mother, thank you for your hard work. I didn't receive the news at that time and couldn't come back."

"It's all safe and not worth mentioning. It's pretty good now. With you two brothers, your mother is already full of heart." Mrs. Song smiled and said, "Your father should be in the study room, wash up and pay tribute to him. He must have a lot to say to you."

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!