"But I have something to do later, so I won't stay for dinner. I'll come back another day."

As he spoke, he looked at the little guy next to Song Zhi again and smiled slightly: "The main reason I came here today is to see my nephew."

This time, Song Qingbai didn't need Song Zhi to remind him. He had already put down his bowl and chopsticks obediently, opened his amber eyes, and looked curiously at the man in front of him who looked about 50% similar to Tang Junhe.

Tang Yiye also looked at him carefully for a few seconds before he sighed, "He really does look exactly like Jun He when he was a child."

He was very happy to see Song Qingbai.

But Song Qingbai didn't seem to like him very much.

Although Tang Yiye spoke to him, he only answered out of politeness.

Song Zhi felt helpless when she saw her son's visibly awkward state.

After all, Tang Yiye's aura was indeed too strong.

Tang Yiye seemed to realize this as well.

He took out the gift that he had asked his secretary to choose in the afternoon and handed it to Song Qingbai.

"A little gift for you."

Song Qingbai didn't reach out to take it.

It was not until Song Zhi gently pushed his little arm that he reached out and took the gift.

"Hurry up and thank your uncle." Seeing that he took the gift without saying anything, Song Zhi had to remind him again.

Song Qingbai thanked her again at her eye contact.

Tang Yiye liked this child so much. Seeing him was like seeing Tang Junhe when he was a child.

It’s a pity that he has official business to attend to today and can’t stay long.

"What a good boy! Your uncle will come to see you next time." He said goodbye to Song Qingbai kindly, said hello to others, and then left in a hurry.

Chapter 434

Tang Yiye came in a hurry and left in a hurry.

After everyone left, Song Anshan asked everyone to sit down and continue eating.

Song Qingbai was a little absent-minded because he was holding a gift. His little hands kept rummaging through the gift box, curious about what was inside.

"Put your things down first and start again after you've finished eating."

Song Zhi noticed his little movement and gently patted his little hand.

Song Qingbai immediately became obedient. He put the gift on the coffee table in the living room and quickly ate the rice in the bowl.

He was so focused on opening the gifts after dinner that he didn't even eat the big chicken drumstick Song Anshan picked for him.

The child's concentration was written all over his face.

His anxious look made Tang's mother and the others laugh.

Song Zhi was also helpless, but did not blame him.

"Mom, I'm full!"

After Song Qingbai finished the rice in his bowl, he jumped off the chair impatiently and looked at Song Zhi eagerly for instructions.

"Can we open our presents now?"

"Of course you can." Song Zhi nodded helplessly, "But can you clean the midnight snack off your face first?"

"night snack?"

Song Qingbai looked confused, blinking his innocent eyes, and didn't understand Song Zhi's joke.

Song Zhi reached out and wiped off the rice grains stuck to the corners of his mouth.

"Here, I left a grain of rice on purpose. You're not going to save it for a midnight snack, are you?"

Song Qingbai smiled embarrassedly.

"No."

This scene made Tang's mother and Tang Xue laugh uncontrollably.

"Go and see what gift your uncle gave you."

Song Zhi pushed his back.

Song Qingbai cheered and ran towards the coffee table.

The gift box was wrapped very delicately, and Song Qingbai couldn't open it. In the end, Zhu Xiaoqin brought a pair of scissors and helped him open the box.

As soon as the box was opened, Song Qingbai couldn't wait to take out the gift.

It is an exquisite battleship model with extremely fine workmanship, which is almost a one-to-one restoration, and it can even run when placed on the ground.

Song Qingbai liked it very much.

Holding the battleship in their hands, the whole room jumped for joy.

Zhu Xiaoqin hurriedly followed behind to protect him, fearing that he would accidentally bump into something.

After dinner, everyone sat together on the sofa.

Tang Junhe played with the new toys with Song Qingbai.

Tang's mother looked at this scene and couldn't help but sigh with Tang Xue.

"Having a child at home makes it lively. When you come home, don't bring Xinle and the others with you. Otherwise, our house wouldn't be so deserted all the time."

Tang's father and Tang Yiye both hold important positions and rarely go home. In such a big Tang family, Tang's mother is often the only one at home.

Fortunately, Tang Xue would come back from time to time to stay for a while, so she could accompany her.

"They all have to go to school, so there's no holiday."

Tang Xue said helplessly, then took Tang Mu's hand and comforted her.

"Now that we have little Qingbai, our home will be lively from now on."

Children who are four years old are the most noisy.

Tang Xue thought to herself.

When Tang's mother heard this, a smile appeared on her face.

She stood up, brushed her clothes lightly, and walked towards Song Qingbai with a smile.

"Qingbai."

She called out affectionately.

"Can grandma play with you for a while?"

"OK."

Song Qingbai immediately responded crisply.

The more people play with him, the happier he is.

But originally it was just one toy, which was perfect for him and Tang Junhe, but now with one more person, it wasn't enough.

The little guy rolled his eyes and immediately handed the toy in his hand directly to Tang's mother, then ran to his little treasure chest, took out two small toys from it, ran back, and gave one to Tang Junhe.

"One for each person." Song Qingbai said happily.

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