husband and wife

Chapter 329

Before the carriage stopped, Song Ziheng couldn't bear to lift the curtain of the carriage and leaned out half of his body. However, it was Song Liangchen who was faster than him. When he heard Song Ziheng's name, Song Liangchen had a reflexive reaction. Opening the curtains, the little head poked out from the inside, and saw that there were people all over the place below, and was not frightened, so he grinned and giggled, and the crisp laughter of the little guy spread into everyone's ears .

For a moment, all eyes were on Song Liangchen who was smiling happily.

That's why Song Ziheng was half a beat too late. When he poked his head out, his parents were no longer expecting him. They looked at the little guy carved in pink and jade with surprise and love in his eyes.

"Father, mother, grandma." Before the car came to a complete stop, Song Ziheng had already got out of the car, and made a long bow to Father Song and the others, "My son is not filial."

Mother Song couldn't help but took a step forward, held Song Ziheng's hands, and looked carefully at his face with her eyes.

Gradually, the eyes became moist, and she couldn't help but choked up and said, "I'm thinner and darker..."

"mother--"

Song Ziheng was about to say something, but Song Liangchen in the car was unwilling to be lonely, and waved his little hand vigorously: "Father, father!"

Su Wan hugged him and persuaded him, "Let's get out of the car door..."

Before he finished speaking, Song Ziheng had already turned around, holding the little guy's small body that popped out, and with a force, he carried him out of the window, and Su Wan hurriedly lifted the curtain to get out of the car.

Song Ziheng hugged Song Liangchen and introduced: "This is a good day, I will be three years old in August, good day, this is my grandfather, grandma, and grandma Zeng, call me."

Song Liangchen was still a gossip when there were many people, and he knew how to gain favorability in front of people. Hearing what Song Ziheng said, he yelled loudly. Grandma Song took a step forward, stretched out her withered hands Caressed the little guy's face.

Perhaps the little guy's skin was too tender, and the rough touch rubbed against his cheeks, making him tilt his head involuntarily.

Song Ziheng glanced at him, with a slight warning in his eyes, the little guy pursed his lips, not daring to move, Song's mother looked at the little grandson with tears in her eyes, she couldn't get enough of it, and finally couldn't help but reached out and hugged Song Liangchen .

Song Liangchen, who had been glared at very rudely by his father just now, cooperated with Song's mother to carry him over. He had a good memory, remembering that just now his father pointed at Song's mother to ask him to call for milk, and now he was lying in the arms of Song's mother. Li, raised her face and called softly: "Grandma."

"Good baby." Song's mother hugged the little guy in her arms and rubbed it, she couldn't put it down, Grandma Song wanted to hug it, but she didn't let go, saying that Grandma Song was old and couldn't be tired, but Father Song couldn't help coming When she was in need, Song's mother had no choice but to let him hug her reluctantly.

Su Wan got out of the car, and after another round of greetings, the family was about to go to the courtyard. The servant had already brought firecrackers to order some. Uncle Song, as the village head, said outside the courtyard: "To celebrate Ziheng Yijin Back home, our village will hold a water feast tomorrow, anyone who wants to come can come and have a drink."

Those neighboring villages who came here to see the excitement, heard what Uncle Song said, and they all agreed with joy. Songjia Village is a well-known rich village, and they will definitely not be stingy when they hold a flowing water banquet here. I've said it all, wouldn't it be good for them to bring their family and have a full meal tomorrow?

The Song family villagers who were taken advantage of were also cheering. The running water banquet is naturally the villagers who pooled their money and contributed their efforts. However, they don't feel that they are losing money for such a thing that honors the whole family. They are afraid that the village head will not let their family contribute this effort. .It's nothing for a family to pay hundreds of dollars for a running water banquet. No one in their Songjia Village has saved tens of hundreds of taels of silver, and they are afraid that they will be unsafe when they sleep at night.

This is not all thanks to the in-laws of Uncle Song's family, who took over the grape business and went to Beijing, but they still pay high prices for the grapes produced in their village every year!

Now to celebrate the emergence of a high-ranking official in the village, what's the point of collecting some money and half a banquet?
After Uncle Song finished speaking, he followed back to the yard. The villagers were still reluctant to leave. After seeing the firecrackers were set off, they went back to their homes one after another. On the way, they were discussing how to become such a big official in Zhizhou.

After all, the gate of the courtyard was some distance away from the main hall, and Song Ziheng was reluctant to let his father hug the heavy little guy, so he picked him up halfway.

Song Liangchen was still sulking, he was angry that his father didn't give him face, he refused to let Song Ziheng hug him in front of so many people staring at him, struggled to get off of him, and walked to Su Wan's side.

Su Wan actually saw that scene, and was surprised that his son had such strong self-esteem, but she didn't point it out, she just smiled and said, "Mother can't hold you, let's walk hand in hand, shall we?"

"Okay." The little guy nodded softly, put his hand into Su Wan's hand, then turned his head to stare at Song Ziheng, and hummed, leaving Song Ziheng with a proud look on the back of his head.

Song Ziheng didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and he didn't know where such a small person came from to be so aggressive. He only touched his nose, and then noticed that the clothes his father was wearing were not only very different from his mother, grandma and sister-in-law's style of painting , Even the villagers can't compare, even more helpless.

"Father, why are you wearing this clothes?" The boy carrying things behind was dressed more decently than his father.

(End of this chapter)