Chapter 259 Silly
"Hurry up and eat the hot dumplings. These have been prepared for you a long time ago, just waiting for you to come back. See the shape? It's in the shape of a heart. When I was making it, I was thinking of you." Liu Qingqing pushed a large plate of dumplings over.
Song Jinglin looked at the person he had been thinking about day and night, and ate the loving dumplings cooked by his wife, feeling warm from his mouth to his heart.
My wife said that this was specially prepared for him and she was waiting for him to come back and eat it.
Liu Qingqing supported her chin and watched the two of them having a midnight snack.
Children are like this. When they see others eating, they will want to have a bite even if they are not hungry.
Looking at Song Jinglin's eyes, full of affection, it seemed that they could make people drunk to death.
The more she looked at him, the more she found him rare. This kind of man, who loved his country and family and had her in his heart, was really good.
She is not the type who likes to be together all day long. As the saying goes, distance makes beauty, and the distance between them is just right.
As for the dumplings, they are really heart-shaped dumplings.
A few days ago, Song Qiyang insisted on joining in the fun and learning how to make dumplings, even though Old Lady Liu thought the child was a nuisance, a waste of food, and couldn't make them properly.
However, Liu Qingqing believes that if a child is willing to do something, you should not discourage his enthusiasm. If you don't use him once or twice, when he grows up and you want him to do something, you won't be able to stop him.
This principle is the same as training masters.
It was Xiao Song’s first time making dumplings, and he didn’t do it very well, and he couldn’t pinch the opening tightly.
After Liu Qingqing revised it twice, it became a weird "heart shape".
However, even though it was not obvious, Song Jinglin was still very grateful and ate each one with great relish.
Song Qiyang stared wide-eyed as he listened to his mother praising the dumplings to the skies, and his father finally believed her.
I looked down silently. How could this mean anything? It only meant that the dumpling filling was not big enough.
I took a big bite and there was really no filling.
That's his mother. She comes up with some tricks to fool his father every day, and his father is almost fooled silly.
Classmate Xiao Song filled his stomach and slid down from the table.
After brushing his teeth again, he went back to his room to sleep.
He doesn't want to be with these two people anymore. The air is sticky and uncomfortable.
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Even though the two hadn't seen each other for a long time, there was no sense of strangeness between them.
When they hug each other, they don't hold hands like an old couple, nor do they look as naive and excited as a young couple in love.
The two of them were not in a hurry to go to bed late at night, and sat on the sofa with their heads leaning against each other.
Liu Qingqing briskly recounted the events that had occurred around her during the previous semester. Song Jinglin listened patiently, his brows softening.
Liu Qingqing spoke very carefully.
During the time when he was not with his wife, he seemed to be involved in it in this way.
As for Song Jinglin, there is not much to say about his affairs except for his protection, so what he has always expressed is only his longing for his wife, son and home.
The topic went on and on, which seriously delayed my sleep time.
When Liu Qingqing finished speaking, her head slowly slid down from Song Jinglin's shoulder.
Song Jinglin laughed and carried the person back to the house to sleep.
Xiao Song in the room was already sleeping like a fat pig with his legs spread out. It was so cold that half of the quilt was kicked off.
Song Jinglin settled his wife and took care of his son.
Then he got in between the two of them and lay down.
After a while, people came over from both sides.
His son takes after his mother, leaning on her when he goes to sleep. Being hugged on both sides, Song Jinglin feels very at ease.
The next day, Song Jinglin had a day off, and the family of three slept until they woke up naturally, which was actually not much different from their usual wake-up time.
The Chinese New Year is approaching, and Song Jinglin has a holiday during the New Year, so he can go back to Wuning.
However, Song Jinglin still shook his head. The journey was too long and they couldn't stay for two days. All the trouble was spent on the road, and both the children and adults suffered.
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