"What were you talking about just now?" Song Chen asked again without giving up.
Lin Lu: "Your son gave me the money he earned. He might be worried that you don't have enough money to buy a house."
"Hey, this little brat, I raised him up, but he doesn't show any respect to me."
Having said that, my heart feels as sweet as if I had eaten honey.
In other families, it’s a conflict between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, but in their family it’s a conflict between mother and son. Fortunately, both sides are now united.
Lin Lu rolled his eyes: "Did he feed the fish he cooked tonight to the dog?"
"Well, I fed your little dog." Song Chen replied childishly.
Lin Lu patted him and said, "What's wrong? Go to sleep."
Song Chen always kept the doctor's advice in mind: "Massage first and then go to sleep. I don't want to get better."
Lin Lu's voice softened: "Don't you find it annoying to help me massage you like this every day?"
"Your question is quite annoying." Song Chen hit her. "What's the relationship between us? I swore to treat you well. If I break my promise, don't you want me to be struck by lightning and become an animal in my next life?"
"Why are you doing this? Press it quickly, and then go to sleep. I'm sleepy." As he said this, he yawned and tears came out.
Song Chen pinched her face: "Are you that sleepy?"
Lin Lu pried open the devil's claws on his face: "Yes, I'm so sleepy."
Song Chen's massage skills have been honed day after day, and Lin Lu was so comfortable that she felt drowsy.
"Are you comfortable?" Song Chen asked.
Lin Lu said honestly: "Well, you can open a massage parlor in the future."
That's right, Song Chen learned this technique by specially buying a book on acupuncture points.
He was quite proud of his skills: "If I opened a shop with this skill, I'd be exhausted by people coming to me every day. I can't stand that."
Gradually, I could no longer hear her answer, and when I glanced over, I realized that she had fallen asleep.
Under the dim light, Lin Lu was sleeping peacefully, with all the facial features on her palm-sized face.
The eyelashes are like little fans, casting a shadow under the eyelids.
I don’t know what unpleasant thing she was dreaming about, her small eyebrows were tightly furrowed.
After the massage, Song Chen went to the bathroom to wash his hands. His slender fingers were like a paintbrush, slowly stroking across his frown, which gradually became relaxed. At this moment, as if he had dreamed of something happy, a small arc appeared at the corner of his mouth.
Song Chen was like a pervert, even looking at her sleeping face with fascination.
"Sweet dreams."
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Having nothing to do in the morning, Song Chen went to the hospital early to buy a walker, and met Wu Qi on the road on his way back.
He had a bun in his mouth, a bag of soy milk and two buns left from the fish in his left hand, and a briefcase under his right armpit.
"Brother Song, why are you up so early?"
"Go to the hospital and buy this thing for Lin Lu to exercise. You go to work."
"Well, want one?"
Song Chen shook his head: "No, I'll go home and eat."
Wu Qi: "By the way, it's my daughter's birthday tomorrow. Bring Lin Lu and Xiao Bei over to play. Da Hui and the others should come too."
"Okay, I'll definitely come."
At the intersection, I was hesitating whether to bring breakfast back. After thinking about it, I decided to ask them what they wanted to eat first.
Unexpectedly, the mother and son had already started eating.
Lin Lu pointed to the porridge and dumplings placed aside and said, "This is yours."
Putting the walker aside, Song Chen stuffed a bun into his mouth and said, "It's a good thing I didn't buy it."
Everything in Shanghai is small, and a whole basket can be finished in two bites, while Lin Lu is still chewing slowly.
"Try after dinner?"
"Okay." Lin Lu agreed readily.
"By the way, I just met Wu Qi. He asked us to go to his house for dinner tomorrow night because it was his child's sixth birthday."
"good."
Song Chen's birthday is next Wednesday. Lin Lu had already prepared a birthday present for him, but he still doesn't know what she bought him.
"Let's go out and pick out gifts together this afternoon?"
Lin Jingbei volunteered: "I'll go buy it."
"You? Can you choose a gift?" Song Chen was a little worried.
Lin Jingbei asked soul-searchingly: "Do you understand children? Do you know what they like most?"
"Don't you kids just like to eat candy?" Song Chen said as a matter of course.
Lin Lu held his forehead and said, "Times have changed. You should give Jing Bei money and let him buy it for you."
The more Song Chen pondered, the more he felt something was wrong: "You think I'm too old."
Lin Lu finished the last bite and said, "I'm done. You can figure it out yourself."
Lin Jingbei: "I'm done eating too."
Song Chen: "What does that mean?"
…
Lin Jingbei understood children well. Knowing that Uncle Wu's daughter was six years old, he bought her a big rabbit doll. The furry little rabbit was very cute. The little girl couldn't let it go and kept thanking Brother Jingbei.
Lin Jingbei doesn't talk much and doesn't like to laugh much, but I don't know why he is so popular with children.
Wu Yitong from Wu Qi's family, Zeng Hao from Zeng Dahui's family, and the children of all the Wu family's relatives, all surrounded him, like monkeys in the Flower-Fruit Mountain, happily calling out "Brother, Brother."
Lin Lu felt that the noise was unbearable, but Lin Jingbei was very patient and one by one he made these little brats who even their parents couldn't tame obedient.
He eats quietly while eating, and raises his hands properly while playing games.
Zeng Dahui gave Song Chen a thumbs up: "Your son is quite capable. Even my little devil can become so well behaved."
Of course, the one who made Zeng Hao a good kid was our brother Jingbei. As for what method he used to make him behave, Lin Jingbei can only say - personal charm.
Before he could say anything, the little girl shyly covered her face and ran away. When she saw the rabbit doll that Lin Jingbei gave to Wu Yitong, she was extremely envious. She hoped that her good behavior could win a big gift from brother Jingbei on her birthday.
Seeing that his daughter was obviously well behaved, Song Chen hesitated and asked, "Are you sure this is the little devil you were talking about?"
He suspected that this man was deliberately trying to ruin his daughter's reputation, although he didn't know what his intention was.
Zeng Dahui's father? He looked listless, as if he had been severely hurt by his own daughter.
Wu Qi testified for him: "His little girl is really not like this normally."
Zeng Dahui's wife Wang Lijie nodded: "This girl is usually very naughty at home."
Song Chen was even more confused. "You're exaggerating! She's so cute."
At this time, Zeng Hao ran over shyly, hugged Zeng Dahui's legs, and said, "Dad, Jingbei brother is so handsome, can you let him come to my birthday party?"
handsome?
I haven't praised him in all these years, but now I'm praising my brother who I just met for the first time?
The real chill is not in the quarrel, the real disappointment is not in the tears...
Zeng Dahui said jealously, "Brother Jingbei is Uncle Song and Aunt Lin's child. You should ask them yourself."
After glancing at her father and mentioning uncle and aunt, Zeng Hao became even more shy. She covered her mouth and said in what she thought was a low voice, "Dad, Uncle Song is so handsome too, even more handsome than you, and Aunt Lin is so pretty too."
Zeng Dahui: It’s so cold.
The little cotton-padded jacket is leaking.
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