Chapter 428 Persuaded
After hearing that his sister had returned home, Song Zhiwei also came back in the evening.
The concert is about to begin, and Song Zhiwei has been staying in the practice room preparing new songs.
Song Jin and Shen Jingmo specially prepared a barbecue in the yard. The family happily drank and ate barbecue in front of the barbecue stove filled with smoke.
After dinner, Song Zhiyuan took Song Jin to the study to stay for a while, and it was an hour later when they returned to the room.
Even though the brother and sister did not go home, Song Jin often asked the nanny to clean the house.
Song Zhiyuan's room is about 40 to 50 square meters, fully equipped with necessary facilities, and there is also a small balcony on the east side.
There are several pots of green plants on the balcony and some unused items piled up in the corner.
Shen Jingmo wrapped his arms around Song Zhiyuan's waist from behind, resting his chin on her shoulder and neck, his hot breath just falling on her earlobe. "Yuanyuan, what did you ask Daddy?"
Song Zhiyuan spun around in Shen Jingmo's arms, then stood facing Shen Jingmo and said in a serious tone, "Keep it secret."
"What needs to be kept secret? Yuanyuan said that we are husband and wife and should share happiness and hardship. Is there anything I can't know?" Chen Jingmo's fingers gradually moved towards Song Zhiyuan's lower back, and with a strong push, Song Zhiyuan was taken a step forward.
He leaned over and pecked at the corner of her lips like a chicken pecking at rice, then immediately separated.
Song Zhiyuan shook her head. "I can't tell you now. I'll tell you another day."
Fearing that Shen Jingmo would continue to question, Song Zhiyuan's hand around the man's shoulders gradually moved down to his waist, "It's getting late, let's get some rest quickly. You have to get up early to go to work tomorrow."
Song Zhiyuan's hands wandering randomly through his pajamas completely ignited the sleeping lion in his body.
Chen Jingmo's eyes darkened little by little, and he looked at the girl in his arms with a little more greed, "Yuanyuan..."
Chen Jingmo bent down and picked up the person in his arms, strode to the bedside, slowly placed the person on the bed, and then turned off the lights in the room, leaving only a dim light at the head of the bed scattered in every corner of the room.
Other clothes fell from the bed to the floor.
The old bed board made a slight noise.
The next day, Chen Jingmo got up quietly for fear of waking up his wife in bed. After making breakfast, he followed his agent to the live broadcast venue arranged by the brand.
Song Jin wanted to get up and make breakfast for his daughter, but he didn't expect that the kitchen had already prepared breakfast for three people.
"No wonder this kid was able to capture Yuanyuan." Song Jin chuckled to himself.
Then he brought breakfast to the table and woke up the two people who were still sleeping upstairs.
Song Jin grabbed Song Zhiwei's ear and taught him as they walked to the restaurant, "Can't you learn from Jing Mo? Look at how he gets up early to work and still makes breakfast for Yuanyuan. If you keep being so lazy, you'll never find a wife."
Song Zhiwei was originally angry that the bastard had taken his sister away, and now he was attacking him again, which made his resentment even stronger.
"Dad, have you forgotten who took your daughter away? Now you are on the same front with them." Song Zhiwei muttered and sat down lazily in front of the restaurant.
"What are you talking about?" Song Zhiyuan came down from upstairs and broke the quarrel between the father and son.
"It's nothing, come and eat."
Song Zhiwei helped his sister pull out the stool.
Song Zhiyuan naturally sat down next to Song Zhiwei. Before she could take a bite of the steamed buns on the table, she saw her old father sitting opposite her looking at her eagerly. "Yuanyuan, come back after lunch. Dad will make your favorite mung bean cake later."
"I'll come and accompany dad another day. I have something to do today." Song Zhiyuan looked at the old man opposite with an apologetic look on his face.
There was a clear flash of disappointment in the old father's eyes.
It's obvious that my mother is not at home and the old man is lonely at home alone.
Song Zhiyuan turned to look at the boy who was wolfing down his food beside him and said, "Do you have time today to come and help me?"
"It's okay, I can postpone the singing practice time to the evening." The time for the concert is getting closer and closer, and Song Zhiwei is getting more and more nervous. He dare not miss any time to practice singing, for fear that he will become rusty after not singing for a long time.
After dinner, Song Zhiyuan took Song Zhiwei to the supermarket.
The brother and sister bought nearly four or five bags of things. Song Zhiwei ran back and forth twice before he finally managed to carry the things from the trunk into the kitchen.
Song Zhiwei panted and took two gulps of water from the coffee table. He asked in confusion, "Sister, why did you buy so many things, flour and cream? If you want to eat a cake, just buy one on the street or call your omnipotent husband. Why go to the supermarket to buy the ingredients yourself? It's heavy and tiring."
"Today is Jingmo's birthday. How can I call him?" Song Zhiyuan moved the things she bought into the kitchen.
Hearing this, a hint of surprise flashed in Song Zhiwei's eyes.
He had forgotten that today was Shen Jingmo's birthday.
"For Chen Jingmo's birthday, just order a table of food from the hotel and a cake. It would be much easier. We don't know how to cook anyway." Song Zhiwei pointed in the direction of him and his sister.
He could still manage to cook some simple meals, but her sister knew nothing about the kitchen and could only barely make some frozen dumplings and instant noodles.
"Ordering a table seems so insincere. There's no way it can compare to a surprise made by hand." Song Zhiyuan studied the ratio of the flour.
He didn't know why, but when he saw his sister like this, he had a bad feeling.
Is this Shen Jingmo's birthday a surprise or a shock?
Song Zhiwei struggled and tried to persuade her, "Sister, it's good to cook by yourself, but you don't know anything about the kitchen. I think as long as I prepare it with my heart, there's nothing wrong with ordering a table of food.
And dad doesn't want you to cook.
The most important thing is that your new research plan has been submitted and will be approved soon. If my sister hurts her hand, it will delay a lot of things."
Song Zhiyuan patted Song Zhiwei's shoulder and said confidently, "Don't worry, I won't get hurt. I specifically asked Dad for the ratio of old duck soup cake and braised pork yesterday. There will be no problem."
The most important thing in marriage is mutual achievement.
Shen Jingmo has taken good care of her and even given her countless surprises.
She had no way to give Chen Jingmo the same surprise in return, but giving him a surprise occasionally could add to the fun between them.
Song Zhiyuan found the recipe list Song Jin wrote for him from his schoolbag.
When his daughter Jiaojiao asked him for the recipe yesterday, he thought it was something Shen Jingmo was going to make.
If he knew that it was his daughter who was going to cook for Shen Jingmo, he would never give the recipe to his daughter.
Song Zhiwei pinched his brows helplessly.
Chen Jingmo, I have tried to persuade you, but it was no use.
Song Zhiyuan carefully studied the recipe her father wrote for her. It only gave her an approximate ratio, but no description of the entire process, which was really confusing.
Song Zhiyuan handed the wrinkled note to Song Zhiwei, "Xiaowei, see if you can understand it."
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