Song Ziling kissed his brother on the face again, then wiped the saliva on his face with the back of his hand, looked at Xia Zhu and asked, "Where is my mother?"
"Mother, mother," Xiao Zian shouted with his mouth open.
"Is An'an going to call you mother?"
Song Ziling looked at his younger brother in surprise.
Xia Zhu smiled and said: "I just screamed the day before yesterday, but it made Madam very happy.
Madam went to the villa and will probably be back soon."
"What do you want to eat tonight, Second Young Master?"
Slave let the kitchen do it."
The second young master had been working hard in the military camp and finally came back from a break. Naturally, he had to order the kitchen to cook the second young master's favorite dish.
Song Ziling thought for a moment and said, "Braised pork, braised pork trotters."
There are very few vegetables, oils, and vegetables in the military camp, let alone meat and fish.
The day before yesterday, the kitchen had cooked pork stew with cabbage, but he was stunned not to see even a scrap of meat.
So what he wants to eat most now is meat, and it’s big meat.
"Okay, this slave will go and tell the kitchen to cook."
Xia Zhu left the yard, and Song Ziling carried his younger brother into the house.
I didn't stay with my brother Wan'er for long before his mother came back.
"mother."
As soon as his mother entered the house, Song Ziling went to greet her.
Shen Wan looked at her son, touched her son's face with some heartache and said, "It's darker and thinner."
"He's also stronger."
Song Ziling raised his hand and clenched his fist, showing his white teeth.
"Yes." Shen Wan nodded and said, "The teeth are also whiter."
Because his skin is darker, his teeth are whiter.
"Mom..." The boy lay down on the kang and stretched out his chubby little hands towards his mother.
Shen Wan walked over, sat on the kang and picked up her youngest son. She looked at Song Ziling and said, "Are you still used to it in the camp?"
Originally, she wanted Zi Ling to practice in the talent camp during the day and then go home at night.
But Zi Ling was unwilling, and said that since he wanted to experience, he had to live and eat in the military camp like everyone else, and he couldn't do anything special.
"fine."
Song Ziling said.
In fact, he was not used to it at all, and the food in the military camp was tasteless at all.
There are ten people in the barracks, and everyone sleeps on a large bunk bed.
Some people don't like to wash their feet or take a shower, and there is always a smell of feet in the room.
Also, among the people who lived with him, some were shouting, some were grinding their teeth, and some were talking in their sleep. He was often woken up by snoring at night.
Shen Wan smiled and shook his head. The food and accommodation in the camp were naturally not as good as those at home. He had only been there for a few days, how could he get used to it?
He said it was okay, but he just didn’t want her to worry as a mother! How could she not know?
"Did anyone bully you?"
Song Ziling smiled and said: "I am the son of General Zhenbei, who dares to bully me?
Who can bully me?"
It was precisely because he was the son of General Zhenbei that Shen Wan felt that someone would bully him.
The weak will be bullied, and so will the strong.
The most common form of bullying for the strong is exclusion and isolation.
"Really not?"
Shen Wan looked at him and asked.
Song Heng lowered his eyelids and said: "Even if I am there, I can solve it. Mom, you don't have to worry about me."
"Mom, I believe you."
Shen Wan reached out and patted his shoulder.
"Brother" An also tried his best to stretch out his little hand and patted his brother on the shoulder.
Seeing this, Shen Wan and Song Ziling both laughed out loud.
It was rare for Song Ziling to go home, so the dinner was naturally served in Liu's courtyard.
During the meal, Ms. Liu looked at her grandson eating meat and felt very distressed.
He kept picking up the meat for him, saying something like he was getting darker and thinner, and there was some complaining in his words.
Song Zi Ling Xiu Mu only had one day, and he didn't go out to play. He spent time with her in Liu's Courtyard in the morning, and played with his younger brother in Qiushi Courtyard in the afternoon. The sun turned west, so he had an early dinner.
Into the camp.
Because the training time was early the next morning, he was afraid that he would not be able to make it in time, so he chose to return to the camp before dark.