Song Huaijin and Ji Ya are very open-minded parents, of course, it is also possible that their relationship with Song Qinghan is not close, but more of guilt, so they have never been able to treat their children like ordinary parents.
Both of them felt guilty for not being able to watch him all the time.
If I hadn't thought of relaxing before the due date, I would have known that there was an accidental premature delivery at that time, which eventually led to the situation of the child being lost.
In the 1970s, as the director of a brick factory, Song Huaijin's identity was still very powerful. After all, private trading was not allowed at this time.
Su Jiaojiao is a person who is easy to satisfy and has no ambitions, so she has never met anyone especially, but standing in front of this beautiful house that can be called a small villa, she was still surprised.
This is definitely a proper rich man. Although he has seen the Song family before, all in suits and leather shoes, it is still surprising that there is no real one.
The decoration of this room is also very beautiful. In addition to being a little antique, there are two flower beds on both sides of the exterior, with some beautiful flowers that she can't recognize. The room is more modern, with gas, refrigerator, washing machine, and beautiful lights. tricks.
Light blue sofa, pear wood coffee table, and independent and clean bathroom.
Su Jiaojiao almost cried when she saw this familiar world.
She misses the bathroom for so long!
Fortunately, she is very calm, after all, it is not the first time I have seen her, she is very calm.
Song Qinghan was a little strange, but he quickly calmed down, mainly because he didn't have a peripheral vision for these things, and at most he was just curious.
The two followed Ji Ya and Song Huaijin all the way. It was a sunny morning. Some neighbors were basking in the sun at the door. Seeing them, a woman asked curiously, "Jiya, who is this from your family? ?"
With this sentence, the rest of the eyes also looked over.
These two young people are both talented, handsome in the male and pretty in the female, and they are also wearing good-looking clothes and leather shoes.
The Song family is still in high demand here. Even if they all live in the same community, their worth is different. Everyone wants to have a good relationship with them. One day there is a vacancy in the brick factory, and they can also make a relationship and let their relatives go there. workers.
Therefore, everyone is curious about the Song family, but they don't dare to understand it in too much detail.
At this time, I saw this young man and woman come over, but they didn't bring any gifts in their hands, but they were treated so warmly by the Song family. During these few steps, I didn't look away from the two of them, always with some arrogance. Ji Ya smiled all over her face.
This contrast is surprising.
Ji Ya replied calmly with a smile: "It's my son Song Qinghan and my daughter-in-law Su Jiaojiao, this is going home, not a guest."
Everyone was dumbfounded: "What?"
Ji Ya nodded, did not speak any more, and led the two into the room.
The few people who were left looked at each other in dismay.
One person said, "I don't remember her son Song Yu'an? Although that person is not very good, it is true that we grew up watching him."
Another person wondered: "As soon as you said it, I remembered that I haven't seen this child for many days."
"I don't know. There have been guests coming to the Song family these days. It seems that something major has happened. Don't you think that Song Yu'an is too... so he adopted one?"
The woman who spoke first whispered, "Don't you think this young man is quite similar to this couple, and looks more like a family than the previous one?"
Everyone shouted in a low voice, each of them guessing, each with a wide-open brain, different faces, and gossip spread in the community.
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"This will be your home from now on, don't be restrained, do whatever you want." Ji Ya was in charge of entertaining them, while Song Huaijin smiled and watched.
Su Jiaojiao and Song Qinghan both nodded: "We will."
Ji Ya laughed more and more happily, and the whole person was even more excited than before: "Jiaojiao, Qinghan, I will show you the room, the clothes are all ready for you, and they are all washed..."
The two nodded obediently and followed behind her.
This is a two-story house. Their room is also on the second floor. When you open it, you can see that it is very warmly dressed. There is also a large cabinet. When the cabinet is opened, there are a bunch of clothes in it. There are both men and women, but girls more clothes.
These clothes are different from those commonly seen in Su Jiaojiao. They are similar to Ji Ya's, but they are more youthful and youthful. At first glance, they are bought from department stores.
There is also a desk and a bathroom in the room.
Although it is a separate room, the space is very large.
Ji Ya said as if offering a treasure: "This is the connection between the two rooms. I didn't tell you to come here before, I just wanted to give you the best room, Jiaojiao, do you like it here? If there is anything you want, You can tell me directly, there is nothing missing at home, just buy whatever is missing."
Su Jiaojiao quickly shook her head: "No shortage, it's very good here, much better than I thought."
She looked at the wardrobe with some pain. How much did it cost for so many clothes? She would rather use the money to buy all kinds of ingredients to cook by herself. Of course, she cooks it by herself. Most of the time, she talks and Song Qinghan does it.
Her eyes were too straightforward, and Ji Ya was dumbfounded, "Just like it, I have prepared a money ticket for you in the desk drawer, stay here a little longer, just buy whatever you want, if you don't have enough money, just tell me. "
Song Qinghan's expression softened a lot. He didn't expect them to be so thorough, but it was also a little unnatural. Since he became sensible, he has never gotten money for nothing from others. For their arrangement, he was grateful, but he couldn't. Accept: "Thanks, we have money."
Ji Ya shook her head in disapproval: "You have money, it's your money, what your dad and I gave you is what we should give, if you have money at home, don't have any burdens, don't forget that your dad can be the factory manager, so do I Women's Federation, people with jobs."
Song Qinghan frowned and wanted to say something, but was pulled by the people around him, and the soft little hand in his hand pinched him hintingly, motioning him not to speak.
Su Jiaojiao smiled and said softly, "He has never been treated like this since he was a child. He was a little uncomfortable for a while, but I will let him get used to it!"
Ji Ya remembered those things again, her eyes blushed, she pursed her lips and smiled, and said softly: "It's alright, I understand, that... I'm going to cook, you can rest first, or go shopping, there's nothing that can't be banged at home. "
Ji Ya explained two sentences and was about to leave.
When she walked to the door, she seemed to remember something and said, "He is no longer at home, and the room has been changed into a grocery room. I have sent everything out."
When the door was closed, Su Jiaojiao suddenly relaxed, moved her arms somewhat unnaturally, sat beside the bed, and whispered, "I still don't like it."
Song Qinghan thought her shoulders were sore, and silently walked behind her and massaged her shoulders, "If you don't like it, we'll go back."
"No." Su Jiaojiao shook her head: "They are looking forward to you coming to live, they really love you."
Song Qinghan was silent.
Su Jiaojiao turned her head in confusion, and saw that the man Ying Ting's brows were still a little dazed, but it was not the kind of daze that he didn't understand at all, like a daze that he could understand but couldn't convince himself to accept it with peace of mind.
Song Qinghan said softly, "Actually, I have grown up."
Su Jiaojiao remembered his previous experience, and immediately understood, she knelt on the bed with some sadness, hugged him in her arms, and said in a distressed voice, "It doesn't prevent you from experiencing your parents' love when you grow up! Besides, the fact is In the eyes of parents, the child is not big at any time, look at my parents, I am worried about being like that when I come out this time!"
Song Qinghan hugged her soft waist back, his eyes were a little sour, thinking of saying goodbye to his father-in-law and mother-in-law when they got into the car, his mother-in-law's repeated explanations, and his father-in-law's reluctance to leave as if he was going very far, he naturally understood.
It just fell on him, watching Ji Ya and Song Huaijin give him a lot of things, he always felt that something was wrong, as if he should not accept it, because he could make money by himself.
Seeing that he didn't speak, Su Jiaojiao lowered her head and saw the man's somewhat straight eyes. She pursed her lips and suddenly smiled, thinking of a way.
*****
Ji Ya is very happy for her son to come back, which is directly reflected in the meals.
Her cooking skills are also very good, but what is even more amazing is the dishes on this table.
They are inland and seafood is hard to come by.
But at noon, half of the meals are seafood, and the other half are all kinds of chicken, duck, and fish that are only available at home during the Chinese New Year.
"This roast duck is the signature dish of an old chef in Jinyang City. There are only a hundred of them a day. It's not worse than the roast duck in Kyoto. Your dad has tasted it before and said that the taste is similar." Duck meat is delivered to their bowls with public chopsticks.
Su Jiaojiao is always open to anyone who comes here. After taking a bite of roast duck, she narrowed her eyes happily: "It's delicious!"
Ji Ya is also happy: "And this crab, although it's not the fattest time, but it's the largest I can find, you can try it, it's a dipping sauce, if you like it, let's make it at night, and how many are there? ."
"Well, I like it!" Su Jiaojiao was about to reach out and toss the crab.
A pair of slightly black hands took the fist-sized crab over and peeled it off for her seriously.
Su Jiaojiao pursed her lips and smiled, went to pick up other dishes, and fed them to Song Qinghan by the way: "This is abalone, I heard it's delicious."
When she stretched out her chopsticks, Song Qinghan opened her mouth actively, and the two cooperated tacitly.
Ji Ya, who was sitting across from them, suddenly felt that she was a little redundant. She touched the goosebumps on her arms, and her husband looked at each other helplessly. It was no longer the same as before, but let them eat by themselves.