Song Jianmin sneered, "Speak properly? Do you think he'll listen?"
Song Anmin pulled the child up to him and asked, "Why do you want a sister?"
Song Jianmin spoke in a childish voice, with a strong Beijing accent, "Sister Chengcheng can go to the arcade, but she won't take me. If I had an older sister, she could take me."
Song Anmin: "...Good nephew, good luck to you. Your third uncle can't help you anymore."
Song Jianmin shrugged. "Third Brother, you see? It's not that I'm not trying to speak properly, but look at how this kid is talking!"
Song Mingzhou cried out again and ran out to find Xu Songyuan, "Uncle, Uncle! My dad's going to hit me! Help me!!!"
Xu Songyuan returned early today and heard Song Mingzhou's cries for help from afar.
Xu Songyuan rubbed his ears. "Ouch, who's calling me? I can't hear you."
Song Mingzhou quickly pushed the door open and came in, "Uncle, my dad's going to hit me! I want a different dad!!!"
Song Jianmin stood at the door with a stick in his hand.
"Song Mingzhou, you're dreaming! If you dream tonight, prop your pillow up high, and you'll dream of a hundred dads, not just one!"
Xu Songyuan raised his hand, "Alright, alright, talk to him nicely. He's a complete mess all the time. Come on, Mingzhou, tell your great-uncle what you've done this time?"
Song Mingzhou blinked his big eyes and said, "Uncle, I want to go to the arcade, but my dad won't let me and he's going to beat me."
Xu Songyuan straightened up, hands behind his back, and said, "The moon is really round tonight..."
The next lane of Peace echoed with Song Mingzhou's exaggerated shouts.
When Mo Hong returned home from get off work, he heard Song Mingzhou howling.
"Third Uncle, please save me!"
Mo Hong countered, "The wind is too strong, I can't hear you!"
Back home, Song Yun couldn't help but laugh, "Mingzhou got beaten up by his dad again."
Mo Baiyuan was watering the flowers in the yard. He put down the small basin, came up to Mo Hong, looked up and called out, "Dad!"
Mo Hong picked up his son, put him on his shoulder, and ran around.
"Let's board the plane."
A little while later, Mo Hong went into the kitchen to help Song Yun.
Mo Hong calculated the days, "In another two years, Xiaoxiao will be back."
When Song Xiaoxiao was a junior in college, she went to Princeton for a government-sponsored study abroad program. She came back for the last winter break, but it was a short trip. Song Yun also missed her daughter, saying, "She'll be here soon."
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