The more generous and decent she was, the happier Lin Bing was.
To say something that may not be very pleasant to the ear.
When she left, she was worried that Xiaoqi would develop an inferiority complex or become spoiled if he stayed in Murakami.
She even thought about taking Song Rushuang away.
Although I gave up in the end, my worry was real and could not be faked.
"Since our Xiaoqi likes it, then godmother can prepare more delicious food for our Xiaoqi in the future, okay?"
Song Rushuang squinted her eyes and smiled:
"Okay, thank you, godmother!"
It's amazing.
The mother and daughter haven't seen each other for three years.
Besides, she was so young when I left.
Just a few hours ago, Lin Bing was still confident that he would never be able to get close to Xiao Qi in a short period of time.
Who would have thought.
From the time she entered the Song family until now.
Probably not even half an hour.
But none of the situations she imagined seemed to happen.
Xiaoqi was not particularly indifferent or rejecting towards her.
During the years when I was unable to accompany her growth.
The Song family raised her very well.
She has grown up to be very outstanding, graceful, cute and sensible.
It’s hard to imagine that when I was interacting with a four or five-year-old baby, it was actually this child who set the pace.
And she didn't feel any discomfort at all.
It's hard not to call this a talent.
Because we haven't seen each other for a long time.
Duan Dinglan strongly invited Lin Bing to stay at her home for a few days.
Song Rushuang meant the same thing.
"Where's the rest of the family?"
"At this time, they are probably either in Merlin or in a small shop in town. They will all be back in the evening."
"Godmother, can you sleep with me?"
Before Lin Bing entered the house, Song Rushuang had already expressed what was in her mind.
"You want to live with me?"
Song Rushuang nodded very seriously.
"think."
Don't even say anything flattering.
How does the old saying go?
Sincerity is what touches people's hearts the most.
Especially a child's sincerity is even more precious.
Cute, so cute.
Lin Bing and Duan Dinglan looked at each other.
The latter smiled helplessly:
"You two haven't seen each other for a long time. If you don't mind this little girl being annoying, go and have a rest with her."
Song Rushuang's expectant gaze fell directly on Lin Bing.
Lin Bing really couldn't say anything to refuse.
"Okay, then please take me to your room, Little Seven."
Song Rushuang clenched her small hands with all her strength, but could only hold Lin Bing's fingers.
She pulled Lin Bing into her own little house.
"Godmother, I live here now."
Lin Bing was stunned, and it took him a while to find his voice again.
"Don't tell me you live here alone."
You can tell at a glance that the small house in front of you is newly built.
It was probably built by the Song family after I left here.
As if knowing what she was thinking, Song Rushuang took the initiative to help answer her questions.
"Godmother, this is the birthday present my uncles gave me when I turned four."
Lin Bing really couldn't understand it.
Give a four-year-old child a wooden house.
May I ask what this operation is?
"So, do you usually live here?"
Song Rushuang thought about it, then nodded very seriously.
She knew that Lin Bing was somewhat unable to understand.
But she does live here, so it's hard to lie.
After receiving her affirmative answer, Lin Bing stood up quickly.
"Are you kidding me? How old are you? A little kid actually lives here?"
This is irresponsible!
Regarding this matter, Lin Bing planned to ask Duan Dinglan what was going on.
Logically speaking, considering how much the Song family and Duan Dinglan dote on her, they shouldn't be so negligent about such a big thing.
As a result, just as she stepped out of the door, Song Rushuang grabbed the corner of her clothes.
"Godmother, it's not what you think. I want to live here myself."
She said this with such sincerity that it didn't sound like she was lying.
Listening to Song Rushuang's soft and sweet voice, Lin Bing slowly calmed down.
She looked at Song Rushuang with some suspicion.
"Xiao Qi, is it true?"
"It's true. It's very quiet here. Sometimes, when I go to bed at night, my mother will come over to accompany Xiaoqi."
She could see that Song Rushuang's eyes were particularly clear, so she should not be lying again.
Lin Bing, who finally calmed down, packed up his suitcase, which basically contained local specialties for everyone in the Song family.
After cleaning up, it was almost time for dinner.
After taking Lin Bing out to eat and chatting with the enthusiastic Song family for a while, everyone sent her back to rest.
night.
Lie in bed.
It was almost the second half of the night, but Song Rushuang tossed and turned, and no matter what she did, she couldn't fall asleep peacefully.
Soon, the sound of turning over woke Lin Bing up.
Her voice seemed a little abrupt in the middle of the night, but gentle enough so as not to scare anyone.
"Why aren't you sleeping yet?"
Song Rushuang was decisive. When she heard Lin Bing's question, she didn't hesitate and said directly:
"Because I'm worried, godmother."
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