Ling Ju secretly prefers the name Song Lingchen. She always feels that "Yun" and "Jun" are homophones, so she doesn't like it very much.
This time, the baby's choice also satisfied her.
The meal started at noon. The table at home was still a little small, so in the end, the younger generations sat together at the small table.
Song Xin, Zhen Zhen, Qian Yue, Chen Yun, and Ling Ju also took the initiative to sit at the small table with Song Qi and their children. The elders in the family did not allow it, but they could not persuade her, so they agreed. Although the table was small, the dishes were the same.
The elders and guests sat at the big table.
Today, Song Zhiguo, Song Zhiqing and Ling Dawei took on the main responsibility of entertaining guests, and the three of them also opened a special Maotai restaurant at home.
Yan Jintang and Sun Yun didn't hesitate to drink some white wine. Of course, Sun Yun's drink was a bit less, as she couldn't hold her liquor very well.
Aunt Wang’s cooking today was absolutely impeccable, a fusion of northern and southern cuisines, except that nothing was too spicy.
After the meal, Sun Yun wanted to recruit Aunt Wang to work as a chef in Sichuan Xiaoxiang, which made Aunt Wang so happy.
The meal didn't end until 2 p.m., and Aunt Wang's dishes were mostly empty, with no food wasted. After everyone had their fill of food and drinks, Yan Jintang prepared to leave.
Seeing that he was about to leave, Ling Ju put him aside and took out ten eggs that her family had recently saved.
"How did you feel about the eggs you ate last time?"
Yan Jintang recalled, "I didn't feel anything, but the eggs tasted good."
"Okay, here you go, I'll feed it with my exclusive secret recipe."
Yan Jintang took the bag from Ling Ju and asked, "Your chicken isn't the same as the one I eat, is it?"
Ling Ju laughed. "What are you thinking? Chickens only eat grains and vegetables. You still need meat, and chickens don't eat meat. These ten eggs are just a thank you gift for helping me with the first thing."
Yan Jintang raised his eyebrows and said, "Then I don't think ten eggs are enough!"
Ling Ju placed his hands on his chest and said, "It's fine if you don't want to return it to me, but you still have to do what you're told."
Yan Jintang laughed twice. "Well, I can't argue with you. I'll take the eggs, thanks! Besides, I'm not very busy these days. Whenever you want to go to the south to see that piece of land, just call me. If I'm not there, I can find someone to take you there."
"Okay! By the way, keep that secret. Don't tell anyone."
"Got it." Yan Jintang said hello to the Song family and left. After Ling Ju sent him off, she turned around and saw Song Qi talking to Song Xin three meters away, glancing over here while talking.
She walked over and took Song Qi's arm, "What are you doing, peeking at me?"
"Watch it clearly."
Song Xin yelled, "You two said, I'm leaving now, I won't be a second-hand player! I'm going to help Auntie Wang wash the dishes!"
Song Xin went straight to the kitchen.
Ling Ju looked at Song Qi, "What are you two talking about?"
Song Qi glanced at the kitchen and said, "Song Xin can't wait until the Mid-Autumn Festival. She will be joining the army in the next few days. I will inform her of the last minute news so that she can prepare in advance."
Ling Ju was a little puzzled. "Aren't you from the Special Operations Team? Do you also know about the Investigation Team?"
Song Qi glanced at Ling Ju meaningfully, "It's a secret."
"Okay, okay, I won't ask any questions. Let's go and see the kids!"
The two entered the living room and found that little Song Lingchen had been coaxed to sleep and sent to the bedroom, and the young man Qian Yue was also leaning on the sofa and drowsy.
Tian Mei, Chen Chun, Song Zhiwei and Song Xiulan were chatting quietly together in her and Song Qi's bedroom, mostly talking about the children's childhood.
Ling Ju subconsciously looked at the things on the bedside table, but the string was not there. Fortunately, it seemed that Song Qi had put it away.
Ling Ju also sat down, "Aunt, how long will you stay this time?"
"We can only stay for a week this time. Qian Yue still has to go to school, so we asked for leave to come back. Originally, your uncle and I didn't plan to bring him with us, but when he found out that his nephew had come with him, he insisted on coming back. He cried several times, so we brought him back."
Ling Ju glanced at Qian Yue, who was already fast asleep. The young man looked more and more like Song Zhiwei. They say sons resemble their mothers, but why did her son look more like Song Qi? Maybe Song Qi had strong genes!
"It seems my little cousin is exhausted and didn't sleep well?"
Song Zhiwei nodded, "When I think of him having a little nephew now, he always chatters and doesn't sleep at night."
After Song Zhiwei finished speaking, he exchanged a glance with Chen Chun and Song Xiulan. Suddenly, each of them took out a big red envelope, and Ling Ju was immediately attracted by the bright red color.
Song Xiulan spoke first, "Juzi, granddaughter-in-law, grandma can't help you take care of the children. I can't do anything, so I'm giving you a red envelope to show my appreciation. You've been through a lot during this period."
Chen Chun then said, "Your child is worry-free and I, as your mother-in-law, don't have to worry much. You are also sensible and do everything you can do by yourself without worrying me. You also gave us such a lovely and beautiful grandson. Grandma will give you a red envelope to show your appreciation."
Then it was Song Zhiwei. "Mom and sister-in-law have finished speaking. I don't have much to say. It's the same idea. As an aunt, I have to stay far away. I don't know what to do except give money. Here are the oranges. Take them!"
Ling Ju suddenly felt embarrassed. Why did these people give it together?
"Oh, grandma, mom, aunt, you all make me feel a little embarrassed!"
Seeing her blush, Chen Chun collected the red envelopes from the three people and placed them all in her hands. "Take it! Today is the baby's full moon, you can't refuse it. There are no outsiders here!"
Ling Ju looked at the red envelopes stuffed into her hands, each one very thick.
Selfishly, I didn't want to refuse. It was a lot of money. I had to thank them one by one. Then I turned my head and said to Tian Mei, "Mom, look, how blessed I am!"
He also said that all the money would be saved for little Song Lingchen, and when he grows up and becomes sensible, he would tell him that all the money was given by his great-grandmother, grandmother, and aunt, and he must remember it well.
Song Lingchen on the side seemed to understand what his mother meant. He woke up from his sleep, moved his little arms and legs, and laughed. The adults couldn't help laughing and were very surprised.
The old couple of the Song family were also tired and wanted to go back early. After Song Wei and Chen Yun sent them and Aunt Wang back, they returned to the courtyard.
Sun Jun also had to leave and go to the store in the evening, so he would not eat with them. However, he specifically told Ling Ju that the ingredients he brought were ready and could be put into the pot directly.
Ling Ju thanked Sun Jun very sincerely and was about to ask Chen Yun to send Sun Jun back.
Unexpectedly, Song Zhiqing volunteered and said that he would drive Sun Jun back. Ling Ju and Chen Yun looked at each other, and Chen Yun left the driver's seat and gave it to Song Zhiqing.
After Song Zhiqing drove Sun Jun away, Ling Ju turned around and went to find Song Qi.
"Song Qi, Song Qi! I'm gossiping!"
Song Qi was talking to Song Wei when he saw her rush in. "What's wrong?"
Ling Ju whispered something in his ear, and Song Qi raised an eyebrow, "Are you sure?"
“I’m not sure, but I think it’s possible!”
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