The next second, Song Zhi ignored someone's resentful gaze, shook off his hand, and walked outside.
"I'll go get him to sleep."
Song Zhi smiled cunningly and walked downstairs.
When she went downstairs.
Song Qingbai was having fun with Cheng Jiajia and her sister.
Song Zhi hesitated for a moment and simply didn't call him. She sat quietly on the sofa and watched them play.
The three little guys were playing house. Listening to their childish talk, Song Zhi couldn't help laughing out loud.
They let Cheng Jiajia's younger brother Cheng Youyou be the patient, and Song Qingbai and Cheng Jiajia be the doctors. One said that Cheng Youyou had an injured arm, and the other said that he had an injured leg. They insisted that Cheng Youyou pretend to be lame.
"Youyou, this is wrong. Your leg is injured, so you should be limping when you walk!"
Cheng Jiajia reminded.
Upon hearing this, Cheng Youyou had no choice but to pretend that his leg was injured and walked with a limp.
However, just as he picked up a building block, Song Qingbai's noisy voice was heard next to him again.
"No, no, your hand is injured. How can you continue to pick up things with your hand? You can't pick up anything!"
"Can't I just have my other hand injured?"
Cheng Youyou became anxious and pointed at his left hand.
"My left hand is injured now, but of course I can pick up things with my right hand."
Song Qingbai thought about it, nodded reluctantly, and instructed very seriously: "Then you must remember, don't use your injured hand to pick up things, I will prescribe medicine for you."
The three adults who were watching the three little ones couldn't help but laugh out loud when they saw this scene.
"The world of children is so interesting." Song Zhi couldn't help but sigh.
Tang Xue smiled and said, "Yeah, they're like this at home too. Sometimes they say things that make me laugh so hard."
As if she had thought of something, the smile on her face could not be stopped.
Even the three little guys were attracted by her laughter and looked over here curiously.
"Mom, what are you laughing at?" Song Qingbai asked with a frown, feeling that they were making fun of him.
However, before Song Zhi could speak, Cheng Youyou pulled Song Qingbai aside and said.
"Don't worry about them. My mom always laughs for no reason at home. Let's continue playing."
Song Qingbai muttered, "But my mother wouldn't be like that."
But he was soon pulled into the construction of their "house" by Cheng Youyou and Cheng Jiajia.
Several people wanted to build a house using building blocks.
Song Zhi and Tang's mother chatted while watching the little ones play.
Tang Junhe waited in the room for a long time, but didn't hear Song Zhi coming upstairs, so he came out.
As a result, the person who originally said he was going to coax his son to sleep was now sitting on the sofa chatting animatedly with Tang's mother and Tang Xue.
Song Zhi felt a chill on her back, and when she turned around, she met a resentful gaze. She touched her nose guiltily, and then she remembered that she had gone downstairs to take Song Qingbai upstairs to sleep.
As a result, when I started talking with Tang's mother and others, I forgot about it.
"It's getting late."
Tang Junhe sighed helplessly.
Everyone followed his gaze to the wall clock and saw that the hands were pointing to ten o'clock.
"Ah, it's so late!"
Tang Xue was so startled that she stood up immediately.
He quickly picked up the two children's coats and shouted at Cheng Jiajia and Cheng Youyou.
"Jia Jia You You, stop playing. We should go home. We have to go to school tomorrow."
As soon as he finished speaking, he heard the complaints of two children from the other side.
"Ah? But we haven't had enough fun yet."
Cheng Youyou complained dissatisfiedly.
Cheng Jiajia also looked a little disappointed.
"Let's come and play with my brother next time we have a holiday."
Tang Xue hurriedly dressed them and pulled them away.
When he reached the door, he said to Tang's mother and the others, "Mom, Zhizhi, let's go home first."
Tang's mother looked at her flustered look, shook her head helplessly, and scolded her.
"You're already a mother, and you're still so flustered. Drive carefully on the road and pay attention to safety."
Tang's mother got up to see them off.
Song Zhi and Tang Junhe also walked out with Song Qingbai.
"Alright, alright, go back now."
Tang Xue stuffed the children into the car and quickly waved to them.
"Say goodbye to your brother and sister." Song Zhi lowered his head and pulled Song Qingbai.
Song Qingbai waved goodbye to Cheng Jiajia and Cheng Youyou reluctantly.
"Goodbye, brother and sister."
Cheng Jiajia and Cheng Youyou were also reluctant to part with Song Qingbai, their faces full of reluctance.
They haven't had enough fun tonight.
So the three little guys agreed to play together to their heart's content next time they have a holiday.
After seeing off the three people, the family slowly returned home.
Song Zhi said good night to Tang's mother, then took Song Qingbai upstairs. After washing him, Song Zhi coaxed him to lie down on the bed.
"Mom, I want to hear your story."
Song Qingbai pointed at the bookcase beside the bed and looked at Song Zhi pleadingly.
"good."
Song Zhi nodded lovingly, then stood up, took out a storybook from the bookcase, sat down beside the bed and read to him softly.
"Pig Abu's best friend is the little rabbit Hop Hop. One day..."
I had only read half of a story when I heard the little one snoring in the bed.
Song Zhi put down the storybook and looked at Song Qingbai who was sleeping soundly.
"Looks like he's really exhausted."
She tucked the quilt in for him, turned on the night light beside the bed, and then quietly walked out of the room.
As soon as I stepped out of the room, I bumped into Tang Junhe.
"Are you asleep?" Tang Junhe asked, gently holding her arm.
"Uh-huh."
Song Zhi nodded.
Hearing this.
"Let's go home and rest too." Tang Junhe nodded.
Song Zhi had slept during the day and was not sleepy at all at this moment. Tang Junhe, on the other hand, looked sleepy with his eyes half closed, staring at her belly.
"Do you think it's a girl or a boy?"
Song Zhi suddenly remembered what Tang Xue said at that time. She turned sideways, looked at Tang Junhe with interest and asked.
Tang Junhe thought about it and said, "Daughter."
Hearing this, Song Zhi's eyes lit up, but he asked with some concern.
"What if the baby isn't a daughter?"
They all want a daughter, and if the baby is not a daughter, they will inevitably be disappointed.
"It's the same whether it's a daughter or a son."
Tang Junhe noticed her emotions and patted her head soothingly.
"Too."
Song Zhi smiled and nodded.
"Go to sleep."
She said.
Tang Junhe was indeed tired. He said good night to Song Zhi and fell asleep in his arms after a while.
Unfortunately, Song Zhi couldn't sleep and stared at Tang Junhe's profile in boredom.
If it was at that time when she rushed back, Song Zhi would never have thought that she would marry Tang Junhe.
But over the years, Tang Junhe really had nothing to say about her.
He is completely different from his previous life.
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