Bai Ling went out early in the morning, saying he wanted to go out for a walk, but it was almost noon now, and there was no one around. Thinking of Bai Ling's midnight outing a while ago, Su Hong was inevitably a little uneasy. The crisis of middle-aged men
The feeling has enveloped him, but he cannot say these words to his son. Su Hong looked at the ingredients in the stew pot, and his heart was like the soup ingredients in the pot, chaotic!
"Mom, I miss you so much." Su Bai's cheers outside woke Su Hong up. He turned on the fire, adjusted the heat, and then walked out. Bai Ling came back. Her hands were empty and she didn't buy anything.
While Su Boyi and Su Bai were chatting and laughing together, completely unfazed, Su Hong couldn't help but ask himself, could it be that men also have menopause? Was he suffering from menopause?
Bai Ling's eyes inevitably fell on the Bodhi necklace. Su Bai wanted to pull off the necklace, but Bai Ling stopped him: "If it breaks, just break it. Be careful in the future. This necklace has been illuminated and is very effective.
Maybe I will protect you from disaster this time."
Perhaps, Su Bai was overjoyed to see that his mother was not as violent as he imagined. In return, Su Bai slipped his tongue: "I got to see Bai Moxuan this time..."
"Bai Moxuan!" Bo Ling said as if he had been given a shot of blood: "How is the real person? Are you handsome? Oh my God, why didn't you tell me earlier? By the way, you didn't want the autographed photo? How could you not want it? Too much
It's too much, I don't want to deal with you anymore."
The necklace didn't offend Bai Ling, but he didn't ask for the autographed photo. This incident became a big deal. Su Bai rolled his eyes angrily: "She is good-looking, but she has a bad temper. She is arrogant, not polite, and not gregarious.
, yes, and a little bit self-righteous!"
Boling's eyes narrowed: "You are jealous!"
Subai was shocked. Yes, he was a little bit jealous. However, Subai sat down on the sofa boredly: "It's boring. Anyway, when it comes to Bai Moxuan, you are no longer my mother. You are now devoted to me."
You are all on his side, but where is your wisdom? You no longer even have the basic ability to judge..."
As Su Bai muttered here, Bai Ling walked towards the kitchen: "Su Hong, what delicious food did you make? Is this the soup for tonight?"
Bai Ling opened the lid, and almost at the same time, the medicinal powder in his hand fell into the soup pot. As soon as the fine medicinal powder fell, it was dotted like autumn frost. When it encountered the heat, it immediately melted and no traces could be seen anymore.
, Su Hong appeared at the door of the kitchen, and Bai Ling had already closed the lid...
"Where have you been this morning? Your face looks like that of a son. It's not good. You two should drink more soup tonight to replenish your body." No matter how doubtful he was in his heart, Su Hong couldn't think of anything as soon as he saw the two women.
I can't stand it anymore, I just want to keep being nice to them. The most precious thing in the family is these two girls.
The soup is indeed very good. It nourishes the body and warms the stomach. I had a hearty meal at noon, and the dishes in the evening were mainly light. Su Bai felt that today's soup was particularly appetizing. He didn't eat much rice, but drank a lot of soup. Bai Ling
There was a hint of cunning in his eyes: "Another bowl?"
"You still want to drink?" Soda Hong shook his head: "Although the soup is good, it doesn't matter if you replenish your body at this time. Su Bai, why are you so tired when you go to work? Did you eat poorly there?"
Feeling guilty, Su Bai picked up his rice bowl and took a few random bites: "No, maybe it's because I was on a business trip recently and kept changing places. I'm a little acclimated to it. Don't worry, just eat a few more meals made by dad."
Bai Ling took advantage of the situation and filled another bowl of soup for Su Bai: "Don't listen to your father, just drink more if you like it."
Perhaps because he drank too much soup, Su Bai felt very comfortable. He didn't even have time to take a shower, so he lay on the bed and fell asleep. Bai Ling took off his shoes for him, pulled up the quilt, and put his hand on his neck: "Poor
My child, why is it you?"
Noticing the shadow on the ground, Bo Ling quickly adjusted his expression. Soda Hong put his hand on Bo Ling's shoulder: "This child seems to be exhausted."
"My friend's antique shop, there are always some days running around outside all year round." Bai Ling patted Soda Hong's hand: "Are you feeling distressed?"
"It's a good thing for boys to suffer more, but how can any parent not feel sorry for their children." Su Hong said with emotion: "I remember when he was born..."
Su Bai was stunned for a moment, wondering why he couldn't remember what Suba looked like when he was just born? Su Bai tilted his head, and he touched his nose unnaturally: "Strange, Bai Ling, where is our Su Bai?"
She was born in the hospital, why can’t I remember?”
"I think you're old." Bai Ling slapped him angrily: "Of course it's the Maternity and Children's Hospital. It's written on the birth certificate, and there's also the hospital seal. That's enough for you. If you don't remember, just look for it yourself.
Take a look at the birth certificate. Fortunately, your son didn't hear what you said."
Su Hong was dubious. He scratched his head hard and couldn't remember. He couldn't recall the scene when Su Bai was born. He only had such a son, how could he...