After the divorce, the ex-wife kept losing her vest

Chapter 157 Those weird gifts
Si Zhe nodded and scratched his head again.

"This is my first birthday gift for a girl. I have no experience in giving it to a girl. I asked my aunt about it and she said that girls like clothes, bags and jewelry. I thought my sister's neck was relatively empty, so I made you a necklace. "

Nan Song lowered his eyes and sharply saw the wound on his finger. Even without a band-aid, he could still see that the skin was broken and there were many blood marks.

She is a jade carving master and knows best where such wounds come from.

Si Zhe calmly put his hands behind his back, "It's the first time I'm doing this, so I'm not very good at it. I'll get better in the future."

Nan Song looked at Si Zhe with clear eyes, not knowing what to say.

In fact, she never lacks jewelry.

Just the jewelry necklace left by her mother, she could wear it in different styles every day for a year, not to mention the gifts from major brands, fathers and brothers. It was more than enough to open a jewelry store.

It's not that she doesn't want to wear them, it's just that those gold-rich jewelry are too heavy to hang around her neck. She only occasionally wears them to show off when attending important occasions.

At this age, this was the first time she received a necklace made by a boy.

Thinking about it, you know how difficult it is for these thick and slender hands to make such a small thing.

The more he downplayed it, the heavier Nan Song felt in his palms.

The feeling in my heart is weird.

Just as a ridiculous thought flashed through his mind, Ding Mingyang wiped his hands and snored on the back of Si Zhe's head, "This kid is filial. Last time I celebrated my birthday, he gave me a kitchen knife, a high-end custom-made one." Woolen cloth."

Si Zhe pursed his lips and disliked his master from the bottom of his heart: What are you doing wrong at this time?

It must be said that Ding Mingyang's words dispelled many of Nan Song's worries.

She said in a solemn and serious tone: "I know you are sensible and want to please me, but you are a professional basketball player and a chef. How important your hands are. Needless to say, why do you do this? What about the injury?"

When Si Zhe saw Nan Song's serious face, his heart suddenly trembled, either because he was afraid or in awe, or because he simply didn't want to make her unhappy.

I was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, but I didn't want to contradict him, so my handsome face turned red instantly.

A pair of clear deer eyes, glowing with water, looked at her like that.

No matter how hard your heart is, you can't bear such a look.

Nan Song's cold face only lasted for five seconds before he couldn't hold it anymore, and his tone couldn't help but soften a little, "Okay, I accept the gift. It's just this once, it won't be the same next time."

After her sister gave her the steps, Si Zhe walked down the steps without thinking. He smiled happily and nodded heavily, "Yeah!"

"What a kid..." Nan Song couldn't help but raise her hand to touch his head, but couldn't reach it.

Si Zhe was slightly startled, followed her movements and bent down, lowering his head.

The scene is particularly like a giraffe suddenly lowering its head...

Nan Song laughed, retracted his outstretched hand, and helped him up, "Okay, time is running out, I have to cook quickly."

Si Zhe expressed his displeasure when his sister didn't pat his head.

But coming to Japan is long.

He quickly comforted himself and walked over with Nan Song, "Sister, let me help you!"

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It has to be said that as soon as Nan Song came to the kitchen, it became her world.

She stood in front of the stove, like a female general galloping on the battlefield. What she held in her hand was obviously a spatula, but it was more like holding a sword, with a majestic and bold momentum.Ding Mingyang and Si Zhe are completely her little followers, for her to control.

The dishes were all prepared in advance, and Nan Song cooked them very quickly. The dishes were taken out of the pot and placed on the table one by one. As the fragrance spread, the brothers also arrived.

Brother Bai Luyu was the first to arrive. He went to pick up Ji Yun at the airport. He sniffed as soon as he walked in, "It smells so good!"

He turned to Ji Yun and said: "Fourth brother, what am I talking about? Xiaoliu will definitely cook in person today. How about it? You must have been right."

Ji Yun bickered with him all the way, and just when he was about to say something to him, he saw Nan Song walking out of the kitchen with a fairy air. His fair and handsome face immediately turned into a smile, and he opened his arms, "Little thing, let Fourth Brother hug!"

Nan Song smiled and stepped forward to hug Ji Yun, "Fourth brother, you are a little late."

She scolded him, "I've been back to Nancheng for so long, and you just came."

"Didn't I send my family here first?"

Ji Yun smiled warmly. The fourth brother and the younger brother looked quite similar. They had deer eyes, thick eyebrows and a straight bridge of nose, thin lips, white teeth, chin, broad shoulders, waist and small buttocks. They were classified as handsome boys with rich faces.

But their temperaments are completely different. The younger brother is the kind of bad guy who is careless, while the fourth brother is the kind of gentle and bad guy.

Naturally, the fourth brother was very good to her, and all the bad things were reflected in his family members.

Ji Yun made a joke and explained to his little ancestor in a decent manner: "I had several major surgeries last month. I went abroad frequently and never had time to spare. Otherwise, I wouldn't have come to see you so late. .”

"I know the hospital is busy. You, Doctors Without Borders, are the contemporary Bethune. Everyone needs you."

Naturally, Nan Song was not really angry with him. No one knew the responsibilities and hard work of a doctor better than her. She looked behind him and said, "Why are you the only one here? Where is Brother Cheng?"

Ji Yun curled his lips and said, "As a big lawyer, he is busier than me. He manages everything every day like an emperor."

Nan Song and Bai Lu Yu saw that the fourth brother was resentful towards his family, and felt that he was like a wronged little daughter-in-law. They understood each other tacitly and laughed.

"He has no luck, leave him alone. Look at the gift we have prepared for you."

Ji Yun excitedly handed a brown paper bag to Nan Song, with a proud face on his face, "We studied this for a long time and racked our brains to come up with this."

He looked like a primary school student who said, "I'm waiting to be praised."

Nan Song looked at the brown paper bag and had no idea what it would contain. Photos?contract?postcard?
Bai Luyu was eating secretly, but when he heard this, he came over curiously.

Nan Song went around the tangled thread and poured out the contents. It was not a photo, a contract, or a postcard, but... an insurance policy.

Bai Luyu: "???"

Nan Song: "!!!"

Ji Yun was still complacent, "I thought you didn't lack anything. It happened that the hospital recently launched a kind of medical insurance, so I bought one for you. How about it? Is it practical and innovative?"

He had a "please praise me quickly" expression on his face.

Nan Song: "..."

Bai Luyu: "..."

"Very good." Nan Song silently put away the insurance. She had already thought about what she wanted to make for this year's birthday, and one of them must be -

Mom and dad must protect her from having the chance to use the insurance purchased by her fourth brother!

Fourth brother is poisonous.

(End of this chapter)