I really don't want to be trending with big stars

Chapter 70 My son, I will guard.

Early the next morning, Song Yi drove to his parents' house.

Dad is not at home.

Mother Zhou Xiuwen looked at her son who appeared in front of her early in the morning, and was a little surprised.

"Aren't you on a business trip in Yanjing? Why are you here?"

Unaware Song Yi replied: "The company has something to do, I came back last night."

"You came back last night?" Zhou Xiuwen was a little confused.

Didn't he and Wanqing have dinner together last night and go back to the hotel?

Wanqing is lying?
Her son wasn't with her at all?
Zhou Xiuwen asked: "Son, did you not accompany Wanqing to dinner last night?"

"No."

"Then do you know that yesterday was Wanqing's birthday?"

"I know."

Song Yi knew that his mother was going to talk about him again, so he quickly said, "Although we didn't have dinner together, I gave her a birthday present."

"Then what did you give?" Zhou Xiuwen was curious.

My son is good at everything, but he doesn't like dealing with girls. When he was in college, he never had a girlfriend.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have gone to great lengths to give him a blind date and help him find someone.

Song Yi was speechless and said, "Mom, this is my private matter, why don't you ask me so clearly?"

"It's fine if you don't say it, I'm just afraid that you will give the wrong gift."

Zhou Xiuwen looked at his son who ran home early in the morning, and asked, "Tell me, what do you want from me?"

"No, I just haven't seen you, mom, for a long time, and I miss you a little."

"You are missing."

Zhou Xiuwen said with a smile: "You don't go to the Three Treasures Hall for nothing. I haven't seen it once. It's fine for you to find me and your father."

"It's all right this time."

Song Yi said with a smile: "I came here so early just to have breakfast with you. For a long time to come, I will be busy with the crew, so I don't have time to stay at home."

"Sure enough, it's different." Zhou Xiuwen said happily: "You have a girlfriend now, you have matured, you have more filial piety, and you know how to spend time with your parents."

Saying that, Zhou Xiuwen got up and said, "You go around the yard by yourself first, I'll make you breakfast, and I'll call you when I'm done."

"No, just let Auntie make some casually."

"How about that?"

Zhou Xiuwen refused: "It's rare for my son to accompany me to have breakfast, of course I have to cook myself."

"Then thank you, Mom."

Zhou Xiuwen glared at him, feigned anger and said: "You are so polite with your mother, why don't you ask for a beating on purpose."

"Ha ha."

Seeing Zhou Xiuwen enter the kitchen, Song Yi was a little moved.

He suddenly became envious of "Song Yi". He really has a very happy family and a pair of parents who love him very much.

After strolling around in the garden of his home, and feeding the koi in the pond, Zhou Xiuwen shouted at the door: "Son, it's time to eat."

"Okay, here we come."

Don't think that rich people eat differently at home from ordinary people.

In fact, in most cases, they are similar, at most the quality of the ingredients is different.

The breakfast for the two of them this morning was a very ordinary meal of noodles.

"Try it quickly, I have been making it for a long time, this is your favorite tomato egg noodles."

"kindness."

Song Yi tasted a few mouthfuls and couldn't help giving a thumbs up: "This taste is absolutely delicious, it's so delicious."

Zhou Xiuwen was naturally happy to be praised by his son.

She also ate, looked at her son, and suddenly sighed: "Son, your dad and I have recently discovered that you have changed a lot, and you are not like the original you."

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Song Yi's hands froze while eating noodles.

He raised his head and said with a smile: "Mom, why am I different? I'm still the original me. I'm still your good son. Is it possible that I can still be someone else's son?"

"Mom didn't mean that."

Zhou Xiuwen explained: "Of course you are my son, but sometimes I wonder if your father and I have never really understood you."

"." Song Yi.

"But it doesn't matter."

Zhou Xiuwen said with a smile: "Everyone has their own secrets, as long as you are my son, you are developing in a good direction and working hard to become an excellent person, that is enough."

Zhou Xiuwen's words made Song Yi feel a little guilty all of a sudden, he didn't dare to meet the other person's eyes for a while, so he could only lower his head and eat noodles to cover up his change of mind.

He also gave up on some things that he had planned.

"Son, eat slowly, don't choke, and no one will grab you."

"No, mom, your noodles are really delicious."

Soon, a bowl of tomato and egg noodles was finished by Song Yi.

Zhou Xiuwen asked: "Is it enough, not enough, let me get you some more?"

"No need, I'm full." Song Yi patted his stomach.

"Then you rest, I'll wash the dishes."

"do not!"

Song Yi hurriedly got up and took the bowl over, and said, "Let me do the washing up, so as not to hurt your nursing hand, mom."

"Can you do the dishes?"

Zhou Xiuwen joked: "You have never washed dishes since you were a child."

"You look down on your son, don't you?"

Song Yi said to himself: "Recently, I live alone, and I have already learned to wash dishes by myself."

"Don't you always order takeaway?"

Zhou Xiuwen broke it down and said: "Or, go to Wanqing's room next door to eat?"

"Uh, I didn't"

Song Yi said awkwardly: "I only went to the next room once, and besides, I washed the dishes that time, okay?"

"Yo!"

Zhou Xiuwen couldn't help laughing and said, "So it's not the first time my son has washed the dishes!"

"." Song Yi.

After washing the dishes, Song Yi sat at home for a while, then left and went to the company.

Since he was in Rongcheng, he had no reason to skip work.

Although he can't do overtime work, he should abide by it when commuting to and from get off work on time.

As for why he has to demand this of himself, there are some inexplicable attachments, even he himself is not clear.

Zhou Xiuwen waited until his son left, then picked up the phone and called Director Li of Penguin Company.

Her own son, she knows too well.

Early in the morning, it was abnormal to suddenly come to have breakfast with me.

The son must have something to tell her. As for why she didn't speak in the end, she didn't know the reason.

But as a parent, if your son doesn't tell you, can you pretend that you don't know?

To be honest, if her son really spoke to her this morning, she might not necessarily agree, at least she would consider it, or ask her husband for his opinion.

but now
Just because my son really just had this breakfast with me today, and even washed the dishes, and she didn't ask for anything, she will help to the end!

My son, I will protect.
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(End of this chapter)