When Song Lingchen heard her footsteps, he quickly put the water cup back into his backpack, pointed at Yatong and said innocently, "Auntie got stuck while eating strawberries."
Liu Zhiyuan came over and wanted to know if an adult like this could get choked while eating strawberries?
However, she noticed the little guy's little action just now. She hooked her finger at the little guy,
"What's in there? Let me see."
Song Lingchen grabbed the backpack with his small hands and shook his head: "Nothing."
Liu Zhiyuan frowned, "Hurry up, let me see."
Yatong coughed so hard that she almost vomited blood, and then coughed up strawberries.
After coughing, she finally felt something abnormal. Yatong's little face had turned the color of liver from coughing, and she could no longer smile.
He could only say helplessly and awkwardly, "Sister-in-law, Song Lingchen is so funny. He just took out a water cup and said there was blood in it. I felt sick when I smelled it, and then I got stuck..."
Liu Zhiyuan looked at the little guy strangely and grabbed his backpack. When he opened it, he saw a cup of bright red liquid inside. No wonder the little guy was a little mysterious when he carried this bag today.
She lowered her voice, "Song Lingchen, what's wrong with you? Where did you learn this trick?"
Song Lingchen pouted: "I learned it from the zombie game."
Although she didn't like Yatong, she believed that children should receive the right education from an early age. So, she said seriously, "Don't be so scary in the future. Apologize to your aunt quickly."
Song Lingchen was embarrassed, he never apologized.
Liu Zhiyuan knew the personality of her baby. She leaned over and lowered her voice, "Give me an explanation. Why did you do this?"
Song Lingchen blinked a few times, finally leaned over, and whispered, "How could I have such a stupid mother like you? I was helping you warn her."
Liu Zhiyuan was stunned. "What do you mean?"
Song Lingchen's voice lowered. He whispered in her ear, "The last time I came to the old house, I saw your aunt using tap water to make milk for you."
Liu Zhiyuan was a little dumbfounded.
When she came last week, Yatong was very diligent in pouring milk for her. Was tap water added to the milk? She really didn't notice.
After Song Lingchen finished speaking, he looked proud.
Liu Zhiyuan believed her son's words, even though he was only three years old. But he inherited his father's genes and didn't like to lie.
To be exact, he didn't want to lie.
She forced a smile and said, "Sister Yatong, the baby is still young. Since you are fine, don't blame the baby."
Yatong despised this kind of protective behavior in her heart, but could only tolerate it on the surface.
"Yeah, I understand. I won't take it to heart. The fact that Song Lingchen can do this shows that he's very smart. In fact, he's really cute, a lovely little genius."
Liu Zhiyuan smiled faintly.
After Yatong went to help in the kitchen, Song Lingchen pouted and stretched out his little finger: "Pink, don't tell Dad."
Liu Zhiyuan cooperated very well and stretched out her little finger. "Pink, and promise not to tell your father."
After the two of them finished hooking, she couldn't help but ask curiously: "Can you tell mom what's in this cup?"
Song Lingchen looked mysterious and said calmly: "Ketchup, spoiled ketchup."
Liu Zhiyuan almost wanted to praise such a smart baby,
She whispered, "You are so smart. I finally believe that you are my biological child. Yes, you really are my biological child."
Song Lingchen rolled his eyes at her smugly and went back to playing his car assembly game.
Lunch was ready, as always.
Every weekend, when the family gets together for dinner, Song Huihai can't wait to bring all eight major cuisines to the table.
Song Cheng slept until lunchtime, and was then called by the servant to eat.
Looking at his listless face, one naturally recalls his rich nightlife outside last night.
When Song Huihai saw him, he was furious. This son was the real failure of his life. He was such a disappointment, nothing like him at all.
During the meal, everyone chatted casually, except for Song Ling and Song Cheng, who spoke very little.
Song Ling doesn't like chatting because of his personality.
Song Cheng didn't dare to speak. In front of Song Huihai, he was always weak.
It was like this three years ago, and it is still like this three years later.
He pretended so well that sometimes even Ya Tong hated to admire his acting skills.
He is such a cunning and scheming person.
However, as long as he pretended to be cowardly, others would think he was still the weak, incompetent, and sensual Song Cheng. She was in a bad mood today because of Song Lingchen's teasing. She had no appetite and almost vomited when her favorite mandarin fish was served.
She blamed everything on Liu Zhiyuan and Song Lingchen, mother and son. One of them was deliberately trying to scare her, and the other was protecting her son, which directly affected her appetite.
At the dinner table, Song Huihai casually mentioned Yatong and Song Cheng's lifelong events.
Both of them were stunned for a moment, and no one said anything.
But Liu Zhiyuan couldn't help but say enthusiastically, "Sister Xiao Tong is 34 years old this year. Although she looks petite and young, her actual age is not young anymore. It's really time to think about lifelong events."
Yatong tightened her grip on the chopsticks, raised her eyes, and a calm smile filled her face.
"Sister-in-law is right. I've been thinking about this recently. Maybe it's really time. I think An Yi and I's engagement ceremony will be held soon."
During these three years, Ning Anyi never gave up pursuing her. In order to hide herself, she also chose to return to Ning Anyi.
Ning Anyi mentioned engagement and marriage many times, but she turned them down.
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