Sangshen is a doting father to her daughter.
When Bling set off the next day, he saw the five suitcases in the main room and suddenly remembered this.
These five boxes contain clothes for Buling and Sangshen, New Year's gifts for Kyoto, and the other three boxes are all filled with little stars.
One was for clothes, one for toys, and the other was for gifts to bring back.
She glared fiercely at Sang Shen and the little star in Sang Zi's arms, "Big brother, thank you for your trouble."
Sang Zi shook her head and smiled slightly: "Sister-in-law, you're too kind. We're all family."
As soon as he finished speaking, Little Star's voice rang out: "Thank you, Uncle."
Sangzi's smile widened as she was coaxed, and her gaze towards Xiaoxing was incredibly gentle.
He was about to put Xiaoxing down to get his suitcase, but then he instructed, "Xiaoqi, go get the suitcase and put it in the car. We have to go."
Buling glanced at the female fox spirit Sang Mianmian, and resigned himself to moving things with Sang Shen.
On the way to the train station, Sang Shen drove while Sang Zi held Xiao Xingxing in the back seat. Xiao Xingxing stayed in Sang Zi's arms the whole way without getting down, which amazed Bu Ling.
Even Sangzi was won over by her daughter, and she even gets kisses, hugs, and being lifted up high by this golden bachelor. If the women who like Sangzi knew this, they would be extremely envious.
Seeing this, Sangshen, who was driving, felt a pang of sadness: "Brother, if you really want to have one yourself, why do you always try to steal my daughter away?"
Bling: ...
That idiot!
She glanced at Sangzi in the rearview mirror without making a sound.
Sang Zi is indeed an excellent politician. He didn't show any abnormality. He played with Xiao Xingxing's chubby little hand and said, "I just love our Mianmian."
"Mianmian also likes her fourth uncle." Little Star offered a timely compliment.
Mulberry: Dead!
Bling: Brilliant!
While Bu Ling was still full of admiration, she saw Sang Zi in the rearview mirror suddenly look up at her.
Bu Ling was startled and quickly looked away. Feeling the burning gaze behind her, she nervously swallowed.
Oh my god!
That's incredibly perceptive!
Could my brother-in-law have already noticed something?
Will she be silenced?
Sangzi, sitting in the back seat, saw Buling's stiff body, a strange light flashing in her eyes, before she lowered her gaze and continued to play with Xiaoxing's chubby little hands.
His sister-in-law is really smart!
Fortunately, he meant no harm to Xiaoqi!
After the minor incident, peace returned to the car.
After arriving at the train station safely, Sang Zi handed Sang Mianmian to Bu Ling. He and Sang Shen then escorted Bu Ling and her daughter to the sleeper car, where they put down their suitcases.
"Xiaoqi, sister-in-law, when you get home, please give my regards to Grandpa."
"Brother, are you really not coming back with us?" Sangshen hugged her daughter and said goodbye to her brother.
Bling took out a small blanket and spread it on the bed, then took the little star, put it on the bed, and sat down. Then she went to tidy up the lower bunk on the other side.
"No, you should go back," Sang Zi said gently.
"Why aren't you busy?" Sangzhen asked, puzzled.
Sangzi smiled, offered no further explanation, greeted Buling and Xiaoxingxing, and got off the train.
Today, Sangzi wore a camel-colored trench coat over a navy blue sweater, paired with crisp suit trousers. His hair was neatly styled, and he wore silver-rimmed glasses. At first glance, he looked like a refined gentleman straight out of a book.
Sangshen frowned as she watched her brother's retreating figure, somewhat puzzled. She turned to Buling and asked, "Lingling, what do you think my brother is trying to do?"
Bu Ling looked at the simpleton with pity and said, "Don't think about it. Your brother has his own plans."
"But Grandpa is very worried about him."
Thinking about what her grandfather had said in his letter, Sangshen couldn't help but feel a little bald.
He sat down next to Buling and asked ingratiatingly, "Lingling, do you think there's any way to help my brother find a wife?"
Buling gently patted her sleeping daughter, and without looking up when she heard Sangshen's question, she replied, "You can have anything in your dreams."
Sangshen choked, "How did this turn into a dream?"
"My brother is a great young man, good-looking, with a job, money, and a house. Is it really that hard for him to find a wife?"
Bling silently uttered a word, "idiot," but this idiot was someone he had chosen, so he had to be taught.
"So, with such great qualities, why is your older brother still single? Is it because he can't find anyone else?"
Sangshen instantly understood what Buling meant, and said somewhat dejectedly, "It's because my brother doesn't want to look for me."
"So, can we think of a way to get my brother to change his mind?" he began to daydream.
Bling gave him a look that left him speechless: "You're making such a statement that you lack confidence in yourself."
Sangshen was speechless: "You can't do anything about it either?"
“No,” said Blingmu, his expression unchanged.
Besides, it's not that they didn't want to find someone; it's that they found someone but didn't want you to know, okay?
The only one who knows the truth, Bling, says: She has truly endured too much.
Mulberry has completely shut down.
The matter of Sangzi getting married has come to an end.
Along the way, Sang Shen racked her brains trying to figure out how to get her brother to change his mind. Little Sang Mianmian was fast asleep, and Bu Ling hugged her daughter and pretended to sleep with her eyes closed.
The train arrived in Kyoto in the evening.
After waking her daughter up, Bu Ling looked at the five suitcases and said with some worry, "Here's what we'll do: you carry our daughter on your back and carry two suitcases, and I'll carry the other three."
At this moment, thinking about how she had become a mere decoration in the space, Bu Ling had the urge to tell Sang Shen for the first time.
In other words, even though there are easy ways, they insist on doing the hard work themselves.
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