Chapter 3: So-called father

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Chapter 3 The so-called father
Su Shiyi, in fact, they decided to carry out this last method, Song Weixi did not have to stay in the hospital, because they have to wait, waiting for her to bear the child, and then the day of birth.
"Yeah." Su Shi touched his little face and said: "Let's have breakfast, okay?"
She wanted to go and put the porridge in the bowl. Song Weix’s little hand pulled her sleeves. She looked back at him. He pointed to the person standing at the door.
Song Weixi has always been clever. Before that, Mrs. Song and his wife mentioned that his father would come back to see him. Now there is a strange man who appears at the door. In fact, he guessed that it should be his father.
Song Tingyu actually saw Song Weixi’s photo before. It was sent by the Song family to him. Because this child was originally designed by Su Shi after he was designed, it was not what he expected, so he didn’t feel anything at that time, but today he stood. In front of him, face to face with him, he discovered that there was still one place in his heart that was touched.
This kind of blood is wonderful after all.
Song Ting met in front of him, Song Weixi raised his face and looked at him. The little man was like a big man: "Are you my father?"
Song Ting met with a hooked corner and nodded: "Yes, I am your father."
Song Weixi first saw his father since he was born. The first thing is to ask the teacher to ask for sin and ask his mother for justice: "Why didn't you come back to see me and my mother for four years?"
Su Shi didn't expect him to ask, hugged him quickly: "Vichy, this is a matter between adults, you are still small, don't worry, things are not what you think."
Song Tingyu listened to Su Shi’s words and looked at her beautiful face. The eyes flashed past the condensed light. He felt that this woman was in a state of sorrow. How could Song Weixi’s such a small child meet for the first time? He speaks? It must be that she usually said nothing about him in front of him. Since he did, what is he doing in front of him?
The sarcasm of his mouth, Su Shi found it, but he knew that he had always hated her, so she didn't feel anything.
In the past, he always felt that she and her father were playing tricks and calculating him, but in fact he did not know that she was also a victim.
What are the uses for those who say to him? He didn't want to hear it, and he wouldn't believe what she said.
"Come, Vichy, let's have breakfast first." Xiaomi porridge put it for a while, now it's warm, suitable temperature, Su Shi hugged Song Weixi, want to feed him, but this little guy has been independent since childhood, to be himself eat.
Su Shi had to hand him the spoon: "Be careful."
When Song Weixi was discharged from the hospital, she still needed her to do it. She glanced at Song Tingyu: "You are here to accompany him. I will help him with the discharge procedure."
After Su Shi left, Song Ting encountered a chair and sat down in front of Song Weixi's bed. This was his first serious look at Song Weixi, his son.
Song Weixi was eating porridge. When someone thought of him, he raised his face and wrinkled his nose. "What do you look at me doing?"
"Song Weixi, I am your father." Song Tingyu reiterated again.
Song Weixi took a porridge and drummed the drum: "I have my mother."
This little guy is full of hostility towards himself...
Song Tingyu was not good at getting along with children. Song Weixi rejected his so-called father, so the time when the father and son stayed together was almost zero exchange.
Su Shi finished the formalities back, and opened the door to see the picture of the father and son sitting together, big eyes and small eyes.
When Song Weixi and Song Ting met together, they didn't like to talk very much. They almost always did their own things, but when he saw Su Shi coming in, he was completely different.
The little face immediately showed a smile, waving to Su Shi: "Mom."
Su Shi came in, and did not look at the side sitting Song Tingyu directly went over, picked up Song Weixi, took out his clothes and replaced his sick suit.
"Mom, can I really be discharged from the hospital?" Song Weixi was particularly excited and his eyes flashed.
"Yeah, the doctor said that you can be discharged from the hospital. We can go after changing the clothes." Su Shi rubbed his head with his hand and smiled softly.
"Great, I can finally get out of here." Song Weixi patted the small palm, and when he smiled, there was a small pear vortex on his cheek.
Helping Song Weixi change clothes, Su Shi is busy with the babysitter to pack things.
And Song Weixi was on his side to play his toy train.
Song Tingyu sat on this side and watched the mother and son busy with their own affairs. He seemed to be treated as a transparent person.
After packing up the good things, Su Shi handed the baggage to Song Tingyu. The nanny on the side said quickly: "Less grandma, let me come."
Su Shi shook his head: "You can't take so much."
Song Ting met with an eyebrow. This woman dared to use herself as a coolie, but he still reached for his luggage.
Su Shi held Song Weixi behind him. Song Weixi had not left the hospital for a long time. He learned that he can be discharged today, and the whole person is much better.
Before, because of physical reasons, I always like to sleep, but today I have no sleepiness. On the way back, he sat in Susie’s arms and asked her to explain the story in Journey to the West.
Su Shi’s mother is a Jiangnan woman. She has inherited the unique soft and quiet voice of Jiangnan women from her mother.
Along the way, the echoes in the carriage were her soft voice. Song Ting met the picture behind the mirror in the front seat. Song Weixi’s small head leaned against Su Shi’s shoulder and listened to her story.
Su Shi looks very classical and feminine, but Song Tingyu thinks that it is only the surface, but in fact her mind is deep and scheming.
Otherwise, how can she marry him?
Back to the Song family, Mrs. Song’s wife waved when she saw Song Weixi:
Vichy, come over to my grandmother here.

Song Weixi immediately passed away. Mrs. Song and his wife said a conversation. When they saw the housekeeper taking things in, they told them: "Old Chen, you let the servant clean up the little master's things and get ready before getting them. room."
Before Song Ting met, Song Weixi lived with Su Shi. Now he is back, and, with such reasons, Mrs. Song wants them to live together.
Song Weixi raised his face and asked: "Grandma, why can't I live with my mother?"
Mrs. Song’s wife licked his head and did not speak. Song Tingyu, who stood on one side, said:
No, I moved to the room to live...

His words have not been finished, Mrs. Song is interrupted with a cold face: "Noisy, you have no room to live, have to move to the room?" After a pause, look at the housekeeper: "Old Chen, still not Little Master’s things moved to the room!