Chapter 454: Flattered

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Song Siming took advantage of the situation to feed Bai Zhi for breakfast, carefully observed her daughter's reaction, and silently recorded her preferences in her heart.
For a breakfast, everyone is happy.
After breakfast, Xiao Ke Xiao Ai sticks to her uncle and does not let go.
Compared with Lu Jueyun and Lu Juefeng, Xiao Ke Xiao Ai is more lively in front of Song Licheng, and even the always steady Xiao Ke is more and more like a child.
Probably subconsciously, I always feel that my father may become someone else ’s father, and my uncle may become someone else ’s uncle, but my uncle will always be his own uncle.
Song Licheng was also very spoiled for Xiao Ke Xiao Ai, and was even more flattered when he realized that the two children depended on him.
These are the two little angels God has given him.
"Uncle, would you please send us to kindergarten today?" Xiao Ai took Song Licheng's hand to be spoiled. "I want everyone to see. I have such a handsome uncle."
"Good!" Song Licheng was extremely happy. He wanted everyone to know that he had such a lovely pair of twins' nephews.
After Song Licheng sent Xiaoke Xiaoai to the kindergarten, Song Siming brought Bai Zhi to Bai Shulin's tombstone.
The spring breeze, the willow behind the tombstone, the sprouts that have been extracted, and the woman on the tombstone, like a flower that will never fade, always so young and so beautiful.
There was a smile on her lips, her eyebrows flickering, and she looked at the people in front of the tombstone with pity.
"Shu Lin, Xiao Zhi and I knew each other." Looking at Bai Shu Lin in the photo, Song Siming tears, "Xiao Zhi is a kind child, just like you ..."
"I thought she would hate me, I thought she would reject me. But our daughter, kind, generous, has no complaint to me, you have raised her very well, thank you, let me see you all the life Our children give me the opportunity to make up. "Song Licheng choked.
"You can rest assured that I will make up for the debts owed to you. I will let the children return to the Song family and will not let them suffer any more. I will love our daughter as much as I love you.
Listening to Song Siming's words, Bai Zhi mixed feelings, tears like rain.
Mom, did you hear that?
Daddy's heart for you has never changed.
Mom, rest in peace. The person you love, he loves you too.
Feeling unacceptable, going deeper.
This is not your obsession.

In Lu's Group, everyone in the conference room has softened legs.
President Lu was in a bad mood today, and the plan submitted to it was either rejected on the spot, or required to be fully rebuilt.
Even Jue Yun Er Shao straightened his back and dared not talk much.
President Lu seemed to be waiting for an important call, his eyes glanced at the phone from time to time.
It is a pity that the meeting is coming to an end, and there is no response from President Lu's mobile phone.
Correspondingly, President Lu's complexion has become increasingly ugly.
Everyone trembles with the breath of the Lord, and usually hopes that the leader will look at himself more, and now he only hates that he is not an invisible person.
Fearing that Lu Juefeng swept at him with a wink.
Just when everyone was afraid of being named, Lu Juefeng's cell phone suddenly rang.
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, thinking I would finally wait for you, my life-saving voice.
Hearing the phone ringing, Lu Juefeng picked up the phone slightly fluctuated, but disappointedly dropped the phone when he saw that the caller ID was not Bai Zhi.
The temperature in the meeting room dropped to freezing point instantly.
The newly relieved person instantly raised his heart to his chest, counting the second hand in his mind, hoping that the meeting would end sooner.
On the way back, passing a century-old sugar shop, Song Siming asked the driver to stop the car.
"Xiaozhi, don't move when you sit down, and Dad will come back immediately." Song Siming patted Bai Zhi's hand and got out of the car to come to the candy store.
"This ... isn't this Xiao Song, you are here to buy crunchy candy again." The old shopkeeper, who is nearly 80 years old, saw Song Siming, "I am quite excited."
The little shopkeeper greeted him quickly: "Grandpa, do you know boss Song?"
The old shopkeeper smiled and said, "Why don't you know me? When he fell in love with his wife, you weren't born yet. At that time, his wife loved the sweets we added. If I remember correctly, she loved it the most. The taste of eating is eggplant su. "
"Uncle Zhou, you not only have a good memory, but also have a strong body." Song Siming was a little surprised to see Uncle Zhou who had not seen him for many years.
"Old, it doesn't look like a year, after all, the grandson is so big." Uncle Zhou's voice of the old man Long Zhong is loud, "It's still the old rules, two shares of eggplant Su?"
Song Siming nodded.
The young little shopkeeper had already packed the crunchy candy with his hands and feet and handed it to Song Siming: "Boss Song is so kind to his wife. Every week she comes to buy eggs for her."
Uncle Zhou smiled and said, "What do you guys know? When they fell in love, his little white loved my sweets the most. Speaking of it, after you got married, I would go back to the countryside to support the elderly. In a blink of an eye, this It's been over twenty years. "
Song Siming's eyes were dim, and he paid to return to the car with the eggplants wrapped in paper bags.
"Xiaozhi, come try?" Song Siming picked up a piece of eggplant crisp and handed it to Baizhi.
"What is it?" Bai Zhi took the egg vetch from Song Siming and took a bite.
this is……
My mother's favorite crunchy candy? !
Since her mother's death, she has never eaten this kind of crispy candy.
Because she didn't know where to sell it, even if it was in the omnipotent Taobao, she never found it.
So, my dad knows this sweets shop, have they never seen it before?
"Dad, do you often come here to buy crisp candy?" Bai Zhi asked, thinking of something.
"Why suddenly asked like this." Song Siming froze.
"When my mother is alive, she often buys this kind of crunchy candy. After her death, I have never eaten it again."
Song Siming remained silent for a few seconds and asked, "Your mother often comes here to buy crisp candy?"
"Yes, every Wednesday." Bai Zhi nodded.
Song Siming stopped talking. Every Wednesday, it was his busiest time. It had never changed in decades.
Shu Lin, are you avoiding anything?
"Every Friday." After a while, Song Siming looked out the window and answered.
Angelica nodded and stopped talking.
For so many years, they bought sour candy in the same shop for so many years, but never met.
Perhaps it is really a deep love.
After returning to the South Country Garden Villa, Song Siming told the servant to make tea and sit with Bai Zhi in the courtyard near Er Yuelan, talking about the mother of Bai Zhi.
February is like wine, orchids are angry, it is a good season in early spring.
The sun shone warmly, and the wind blew through, accompanied by waves of elegant flowers.
Willow wind is not cold, probably speaking before this.
Bai Zhi remembered that his mother died at this time.