Chapter 223 The Two Men Meet
Song Yuyang rushed into the house like a cannonball and asked Liu Qingqing, who was putting dishes on the table, "Mom, I have a dad."
Liu Qingqing: ...
Who can live without a father? Is this a ridiculous question?
It’s not that she doesn’t tell her children.
When he was a few months old, he couldn't understand even if I talked to him.
Later, the child didn't ask and she didn't mention it, mainly because she didn't think about it.
Well, well, well, she had just finished telling Song Jinglin how much the child missed him, and asked him to spend more time with the child and cultivate their relationship.
The character is about to collapse after only a few hours?
Is it too late to remedy the situation now?
Liu Qingqing put down what she was holding and hurriedly transferred her memories: "Son, your father went on a mission a while ago and just came back the other day. Do you still remember him?"
Song Qiyang shook his head. He had no impression at all. He couldn't even remember the face.
Liu Qingqing quickly explained: "You know that in our military compound, all the children's fathers are soldiers, right? What do soldiers do?"
"Protect our home." Song Qiyang puffed out his chest.
"That's right! Your dad has been defending our country before, and now he comes back after completing his mission. Dad and other uncles are heroes who protect our homeland. Do you understand?" Liu Qingqing smiled and finished explaining.
Song Qiyang thought carefully about what his mother said and felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't remember what was wrong.
She went straight to the door and placed her army green small bag and water cup. Then she remembered a question and ran behind Liu Qingqing: "Mom, you didn't say anything."
Liu Qingqing understood what he meant: "I told you before, when your father first left, you were eight or nine months old, right? You always asked me back then, and I told you all the time. Maybe you've forgotten. But it's okay, children have bad memories. Now that you're asking me, didn't I tell you again? I don't blame you. If you don't remember, just ask me!"
Song Qianyang scratched his head. It was indeed not his mother's fault. It was all his fault for having a bad memory.
Liu Qingqing burned her godson's CPU and turned around and left. If she stayed for another second, she would have laughed out loud.
She cleared out six plates of the dishes she disliked from her space. The portions weren't too large, but considering Song Jinglin's appetite, there shouldn't be any leftovers.
Song Jinglin walked in and was a little dazed when he saw his son who could already walk and run.
When he was on the mission, he was still that tall. Now he is taller and his face has changed.
Song Yuyang heard the noise and looked up.
The two of you looked at each other.
Liu Qingqing broke the strange atmosphere between the two when she brought the dishes: "What are you two doing? Hurry up and wash your hands and eat."
Song Jinglin was the first to recover and quickly called to his son: "Come on, wash your hands with Daddy."
Song Qiyang followed behind with his short legs, looking like a little chick.
Song Jinglin's eyes were full of smiles. After washing his hands, he didn't just look at his son. His wife was still busy in the kitchen, so he hurried over to serve the plates and bowls.
Song Qiyang nodded his head to express his satisfaction with his father.
This dad looks okay, much better than Xiaoxue's dad.
"Wife, why did you cook so many vegetables? You must be exhausted!" It can be estimated that his wife has not been idle this afternoon since he left. His wife really misses him and he is so touched.
Liu Qingqing pursed her lips and smiled: "You know I've been busy all afternoon, so you should eat more."
Song Yiyang felt that the atmosphere between them was a little entangled, and he couldn't get involved.
He immediately spoke up to attract their attention: "Mom, I want to eat too."
"Yes, yes, you should eat more too." Liu Qingqing quickly picked up a piece of eggplant for him with chopsticks.
Song Qiyang frowned. Why don’t you give me some meat?
Then I looked at my father, there was nothing in his bowl. Well, for comparison, I decided to eat it.
The warm meal time of the family of three made Song Qiyang's eyes sparkle.
Even though there's only one more person than usual, this feeling is different from before.
Noticing that his son would occasionally drift over and avoid his gaze, Song Jinglin curled the corners of his lips and imitated Liu Qingqing by picking up a piece of food for him with his chopsticks.
Song Yuyang looked at the vegetables in the bowl and then looked at his father.
Okay, give them all to him, he has a special status.
Song Jinglin glanced at his wife and son from time to time. This was the feeling of home, and his heart was filled with the two of them.
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