Age Fubao: Be a group pet in the cannon fodder home

Chapter 362 Proposals
Song Qishan didn't know how to offend his mother, he seemed to be particularly uncomfortable at the dinner table, his nose was not his nose, his eyes were not his eyes.

Talking always demolishes him.

For example, Song Qishan wanted to imply that he was quite capable, "A lot of aunts in the courtyard tried to give me a blind date, but I don't think you can rush to find a partner. I just keep myself clean, and I always want to wait for that person to show up. "

Song's mother sneered, "Yes, I guess I'm waiting for Lord Yan."

Song Qishan was speechless, he paused for a while and continued his efforts, "The main thing is that you have to meet the right person for this kind of thing, and you can't just make do with it, right? I often feel that everyone in the world is drunk and I am sober, and others don't understand me."

Mother Song hummed, "Maybe I didn't wake up from the dream."

Song Qishan: "???"

I'm afraid it's not the stepmother?What's going on today?

How could Song Qishan understand his old mother's mood? He had suffered so much because of him all these years, but in a blink of an eye, seeing Qiu Mei's uplifting appearance, and then seeing her well-behaved and lovely sister, his heart was suddenly unbalanced.

If she had a daughter in the first place, would she lose so much hair?
Qiu Mei was very happy watching Song's mother and Song Qishan bickering. Her parents passed away early, and the burden of life fell on her shoulders, so she rarely experienced this kind of atmosphere.

Song's mother is good at cooking, and Little Yunbao eats with relish.

She concentrates on eating and never listens to things outside the window. The people next to her think it smells delicious. Song's mother sits close to pick up food for the little guy, wishing it was her own daughter.

Just at this moment, Song Qishan asked Qiu Mei's brother and sister about going to school, and Song's father immediately answered.

"I'm pretty familiar with the Admissions Office of Tie Dao Middle School. Just call later and ask. It won't take much trouble."

Song's father asked Qiu Yu, "How is the young man's grades?"

Qiu Yu took a sip of water, feeling a little guilty, "It's not very good."

Father Song laughed loudly, "You are too modest. I heard that your brother is the number one in the college entrance examination. You must be not bad."

Qiu Yu felt even more guilty, and had an ominous premonition.

I entered the school under the name of my brother's number one scholar, what if I discredit him?
Qiu Yu was under a lot of pressure, so he decided to turn on the lights and fight at night...

As for Little Yunbao, let alone, if Mother Song hadn't retired yet, she would have wished to take care of the child herself.

Packing his tickets, he said, "My office building is quite close to the kindergarten. I'll go to see it at noon, and come back together in the afternoon. It's just a matter of dropping by."

Both Song's father and Song's mother are very easy-going people, coupled with the relationship with Song Qishan, Qiu Mei felt relieved.

Qiu Mei planned to give Song Qishan more salary, and bring more things to see his uncles and aunts, so he couldn't owe his favors in vain.

Little Rainbow Dash listened to her sister talking about the kindergarten, puffed up her mouth and thought for a while.

Playing with children?Seems to be fine.

So he lowered his head and continued to eat hard.

The guests and host enjoyed a meal, and Song Qishan found an excuse to send Qiu Mei and the three of them home.

Song's mother's smile never went down, and while her son was away, she asked her husband, "Do you think they are having fun?"

Father Song shook the newspaper, "It's hard to say, you don't know what's going on with your son? He's still working under someone else's hands."

Song's mother nodded empathetically, "Yes, the girl is also pretty good-looking and capable, so why should you fall in love with him?"

The two sighed for a while, and were really worried about their son's future.

Song's mother suddenly suggested: "No way, how about letting him enter the door?"

Father Song: "..."

That's not necessary. Is our son so bad?

(End of this chapter)