Raise your wife to be the richest man

Chapter 160 The Child's Name

When walking on the street, looking at the red lanterns on the trees, there should be those colorful lights, Song Ci looked at the children playing in the street, and felt that it wasn't that the taste of the new year was old, but because he had grown up.

After all, the little treasure he was holding was smiling so happily and innocently.

When I grow up, I don't have this kind of innocence and happiness anymore, and there are very few of them. Song Ci feels more and more that Chinese New Year is a pure festival, and he doesn't have so many expectations when he was a child.

In the past, what I looked forward to the most was Chinese New Year. I could get a lot of lucky money, as well as all kinds of new clothes, new toys, and play small fireworks with many friends.

That kind of joy is hard to come by when you grow up.

Although there is no pressure in life, and there is no burden to move forward, Song Ci's life is also flat, and the source of happiness is much less than when he was a child.

After the threshold of happiness is raised, it becomes difficult to feel happiness.

"Uncle, I want to eat this." Xiaobao pointed to a small stall that made small bunches of candied haws and various fruits, which attracted him at a glance.

In the past, Song Ci also liked to eat. There was an old man selling candied haws at the door. In order not to let Song Ci eat too much candy, his mother kept restricting him.

After buying candied haws for Xiaobao, Song Ci took him to continue shopping.

Being bored at home, Song Ci took him out. The New Year is coming soon, and the streets are bustling. Even after leaving a lot of floating population, the city is still so lively.

The grandpas and aunts who bought new year's goods were dragging small carts, and the children looked around, holding a lot of food in their hands, just like Xiaobao.

"Uncle, can I play with the rocking car?" Xiaobao stopped moving as he walked.

Song Ci had no choice but to take him in the rocking car.

Looking at the happy child, Song Ci sat beside him, took a photo of him with his mobile phone and sent it to Tang Shi.

Tang Shi also took a video and sent it over. When I opened it, I heard a miserable pig cry. A big fat pig weighing about [-] kilograms was being pulled out of the wooden pigsty, its mouth was pulled by an iron hook, and it screamed.

Then he was pushed onto a long bench. Although he didn't finish watching, Song Ci already knew his final fate.

[Did you kill the Chinese New Year pig today? ] Song Ci sent a message to ask.

The sausage and bacon sent by my mother-in-law last time tasted really good, with a special fragrance, which was much better than ordinary pork.

Song Ci's own family also makes meat products, including ham, sausage and bacon. After eating them, he still thinks the pigs raised by his mother-in-law are more delicious.

There are also those wild mushrooms, which I can't forget.

[The Chinese New Year is approaching, I have to kill pigs, today I will eat pig rice, but unfortunately you won't be able to eat it, come next year to press the pig's tail. ] Tang Shi sent him a message.

Song Ci couldn't help laughing.

I have said this more than once, go press the pig's tail, Song Ci knows that someone has been kicked.

If you can't eat it, you can only look at it.

[Remember to bring some bacon when you come back next year. ] Song Ci sent a message.

If you can't get fresh ones, just eat bacon.

If you live in the city, you can't feel the joy of killing pigs. Only in Tang Shi and his village do you have the habit of raising pigs yourself.

The pigs from Song Ci's family were all brought in, processed, and then sent home. Although they were delicious, the process was invisible, they were all in pieces.

[Okay, there are still some left at home, I'll bring some with me then. 】Tang Shi replied【Are you taking care of your children at home? 】

[It's good to take care of children, let's get used to it first, and we will have children of our own in the future, and we have experience to know how to take care of them. ] Song Ci sent her several photos of Xiaobao.

He took a lot of small videos, asked him to call his aunt, and was addicted to the Tang poetry in the aunt's voice. With a big wave of his hand, he sent a transfer of 6666 to Song Ci's mobile phone, asking him to buy food for Xiaobao.

Just like Song Ci when he was a child, he ate sweets, and his hands softened when he received red envelopes.

However, Song Ci withheld the money and gave Xiaobao an extra 10 minutes of playing with the rocking car.

What do children need so much money for?Uncle will keep it for you first, and when you marry a wife in the future, uncle will give you a big red envelope.

After chatting for a few minutes, Tang Shi went to work.

There are a lot of things at home today, and she has to help with the work. On their side, the slaughter of pigs is a treat. Apart from helping, those who have a good relationship will also call over to have dinner together.

She is much busier than Song Ci.

Tang Shi had something to do, was busy, Song Ci, who was a little bored, looked at Xiao Bao who was having fun, took him to the shopping mall, and bought him some new clothes.

Send the child back to his sister's house.

Song Kui's house is a large flat with an area of ​​more than 200 square meters. It is her dowry, and they have been living here since they got married.

At that time, Lao Song thought that she would be closer to home. After considering all aspects, he bought her this house and the car before marriage.

Some careful thinking, Song Ci is understandable, Lao Song has his own ideas, and is afraid that Song Kui will be wronged.

"Uncle takes you out to play, and you can't ask for this or that, why do you ask uncle to buy you clothes?" Not long after entering the house, Xiaobao was educated by his father.

Song Ci felt sorry for the poor child, and explained: "I bought it for him. I haven't been home for a year, and I haven't bought him anything. I bought him some clothes by the way. What can a child want?"

Zhang Jianbin is still very troublesome about the education of children, but he is a bit strict, and he yells at Xiaobao every now and then. He has no patience and hopes that his son will become a dragon.

His character is very typical, he can't do big things well, and he doesn't want to do small things. He has a mentality of not being able to achieve high and low, but he is not aware of his own problems, and he always likes to push the responsibility on others. .

Song Ci didn't like him, and he didn't like this, more or less like a white-eyed wolf.

The only thing that makes Song Ci feel good is that he is really kind to his sister and nephew. On this point, he still works hard and never complains or is proud.

Not all people have shortcomings, no matter how much you don't like them, they always have their own advantages.

"He has a lot of clothes, so there's no need to waste the money." Zhang Jianbin sat across from Song Ci and made him a cup of tea with a hot water bottle: "I know you are good to the child, but you can't spoil him."

Xiaobao is quite obedient, Song Ci doesn't feel that he is used to him, and he doesn't have much money.

Song Kui was busy making food in the kitchen, and when Song Ci came, she couldn't just get rid of it with a glass of boiled water, and had to make food for a treat.

"Little Treasure is very good, don't suppress the child too much, the nature is suppressed, and it will not be of any benefit to you." The originally lively child became sluggish when he saw him.

Stretching out his hand to beckon, Song Ci called him over and hugged him: "Uncle is here, Dad won't teach you a lesson."

With the support of his uncle, Xiaobao was only a little more lively, but he still looked at Zhang Jianbin with some worries, fearing that he would teach him a lesson, looking at the cautious child, Song Ci sighed.

Zhang Jianbin has his own education method, and he can't say too much. After all, this family belongs to them, and Song Ci is an outsider.

Once married, my sister's situation is different from when she was at home. Many things have to be considered, and she can't be so casual.

"We also miss him." Zhang Jianbin poured good tea for Song Ci: "He is still too naughty."

"Who doesn't want his best, don't always use beating and scolding to educate children, children will be introverted." Song Ci thought for a while, and suggested: "Not everyone can become a useful person, and if you don't give trouble, you will be troublesome." Enough."

This is the standard for raising a baby for many people, and Song Ci is also this standard.

It is not necessarily possible to raise a cub that is useful to Shi, but it is good to try to raise a baby that does not cause trouble to Shi.

On this point, the young people resonate. They are not materials for reading, so don’t expect their children to become a dragon. The expectation for children is to be a good person normally.

"It's not that serious, we will pay attention." Zhang Jianbin is very confident.

It's not easy for Song Ci to say anything, he swears, and he is the father of the child. Song Ci is an uncle, what else can he say?
Looking at his sister's busy figure, Zhang Jianbin went to help, and Song Ci played with Xiaobao by himself.

After a meal, Song Ci left without staying.

The way of education is different. When everyone talks about children, their attitudes are completely different. The difference in ideas makes Song Ci give up his original ideas.

It's better to be strict, and my sister is watching over my son, so I won't treat him badly.

At home, my parents and grandma are sitting and chatting, and the grandfather next to me is listening there, drinking tea occasionally, looking very harmonious.

Song Ci liked this kind of family atmosphere very much.

Every year they come to live for a period of time, and after the new year, they go back to live in their own house. They don't like to live with Song Ci and the others. When they were young, Song Ci used to live there by himself, and they seldom come here.

In addition to doing business, basically in the old house.

The house on the edge of the park is a self-built house next to the lake. It has a good environment and a large area. It is a good place for the elderly, much better than the city.

"Grandma, what are you talking about?" Song Ci sat beside her.

The silver-haired, healthy old lady is a person who likes to laugh very much. Unlike the serious and rigid old man, she is very kind and rarely loses her temper.

Song Ci remembered the beginning of the matter, she was this gentle appearance, and she also felt sorry for him.

The old man always taught him a lot of things, taught him a lot of rules, whether it was eating or doing things, or hobbies, there were many rules, if he couldn't teach him well, he would have to be taught a lesson next time.

He has a very bad temper, don't look at him smiling now, when he is angry, Lao Song has to be beaten, and when he wants to teach him a lesson, he has to teach him a lesson.

Not to mention Song Ci's grandson.

"If you have a child in the future, what's the best name? Your grandfather said it was Song Qingyun, Song Qingshu, and your father said it was Song Hao, Song Ran. I think it's Song Xiaobao." Grandma replied with a smile.

Song Ci: "."

The daughter-in-law has not even entered the door, and started to study the child's name?
How can I be so anxious, if I have time, I might as well study what to eat at night, since it will be a long time before I have children.

"The names are all nice, why are there no girls' names?" Song Ci asked curiously.

"Because the first child in our family is a boy." The old man replied: "This is a tradition."

Song Ci didn't believe it, he thought his first child should be a girl, a little padded jacket.

Only on this point, he and his family have different ideas. Song Ci wants a daughter, and both the family and Tang Shi want a son.

Boys are so naughty, girls are better.

"I want a daughter." Song Ci looked at them with a smile.

Before the old lady could speak, the old man said, "You haven't even married a wife yet, and you still want a daughter. You should get married before you say that."

Song Ci: "."

The wife can't escape, it's already a certainty, but the daughter is not sure.

I don't expect to have twins, dragon and phoenix, etc. I will give birth slowly in the future, and I will always have a daughter.

"You old man, get ready for the big red envelope, don't say grandson didn't remind you, if you don't have it, you can't take it out." Song Ci looked at the old man.

The old man curled his lips: "I can put the property certificate in it. As long as you get married and have children, your master will reward you with some old things, so that you can know what a master is."

The area of ​​the old house is large, the house is also big, and the basement area is not small. In addition to storing a lot of wine, there is also a collection room for antiques, which is a good thing for the old man to buy.

Song Ci didn't know how many antiques the old man had in his hands. Anyway, he had seen hundreds of things, such as tripods, pots and bottles of jade, swords, guns, swords and halberds, calligraphy and painting furniture, nanmu dzi beads, and ambergris agarwood.

What makes Song Ci most envious is a dragon bed, that is a good thing.

"I'm not greedy for your little things. We have enough money for our own family." Song Ci shook his head: "Say something you don't like to hear, sooner or later I will get the key."

The old man looked at Lao Song, and Lao Song knocked on Song Ci: "You are a rebellious son."

To talk nonsense and tell the truth, wouldn't it take a long time?
Saying this now, isn't it just looking for a beating?
Song Ci: "."

I can't afford to offend him, the old man doesn't do it himself now, he just lets Lao Song do it, Song Ci doesn't dare to fight with Lao Tzu.

endure!

Song Ci was just talking, there was no other meaning, the old man was in good health, he wished that the old man lived a long life, and it was a blessing to have an old man in the family.

Song Ci's grandparents were not blessed and left early, which made Song Ci very regretful that he could not fulfill his filial piety.

"I was just joking with grandpa." Song Ci rubbed his head.

The old lady looked at him: "In the future, it will indeed be yours. You can't spend all the money at home. Don't let Xiao Tang work so hard."

The old lady dared to say this, the old man's family was considered rich, and the young couple could not be hungry, let alone Lao Song still had a foundation.

Even if Song Ci and Tang Shi did nothing, they would not suffer from hunger or cold, and they could still lead a wealthy life, which was not a low level of affluence.

"The key is that he himself took a few thousand yuan worthless class, let Xiao Tang start a company to make money, and the food started to be soft." Lao Song revealed Song Ci's old background.

He had investigated it, and it was not difficult for him to find out what Song Ci was doing.

It's been a year since Song Ci Xianyu, if it wasn't for Tang Shi, he would have been dragged back from Baiyun City long ago.

"Then our Mr. Song is suffering. He can still earn thousands of yuan a month. He is not old or young. The key person, the daughter-in-law, is willing to raise him. Look, your father is not as smart as you." The old man looked at him.

Song Ci: "."

Obviously, the old man doesn't like his operation. The man is seven feet tall, so he can't just be so useless.

The old man with yin and yang, hehe.

"Look at the world with a developmental perspective. Men and women are equal. Besides, she likes to do business." Song Ci explained.

The old man nodded: "Grandpa's brain is not working well, let alone development, grandpa's vision is gone, and you young people don't have ideas."

"Grandpa is humble."

"Don't dare. Grandpa can't understand it. Grandpa can understand. It's better to eat soft rice. Your father's teeth are not good. It's not as good as your life."

Lao Song looked at Song Ci, nodded, and found that this was indeed the case, and Song Ci's mother couldn't even figure it out.

Song Ci: "."

After thinking about it, the old man didn't say much, he didn't care about the affairs of the second generation, he said less and read more.

This is the end of the matter of whether Song Ci has eaten soft rice. Yesterday, Song Ci also told them about Tang Shi's family situation. Regarding Tang Shi, the family still approves of it.

The living room at the upper level is the kitchen at the lower level, capable of doing business, taking care of the family, virtuous and gentle, with a small family, good looks, and good character.

"Show me your daughter-in-law's birth date." The old man said.

"Same as me, she is in the morning, I am in the evening, around seven o'clock in the morning." Song Ci remembered very clearly, and came as soon as he opened his mouth.

The old man was surprised for a moment, took the phone, made a call, and then sent out a voice message, meaning to ask someone to check if the characters match.

It didn't take long before the old man received the result.

"A good match, a good wife, a prosperous family house, good fortune, good luck, disaster relief, money comes naturally, many children and blessings, perfect match, good!" The old man smiled happily: "I found a good wife, grandpa turned around I'll get you a calligraphy painting."

The happy old man just promised to give him a pair of calligraphy and painting, Song Ci can get it at any time if he wants it.

Unexpectedly, he was looking for someone to read this. Song Ci digested the content before he realized that he was making money. In short, Tang Shi is an absolutely good wife.

In addition to what Song Ci knew, there were also things that he didn't know just now.

Good luck.

"Let's see if there are any good days next year, and if there are any, send them to me." The old man, who had long wanted Song Ci to get married, chased after the victory, and sent a message to the other party, saying that he was going to see the date: "Remember the first half of the year! "

Song Ci sighed.

Just so wishing that he would get married early, crazily speeding up the pace of his major life events.

The elders are like this, they only want to speed up the results, so that you have no chance to procrastinate, and you can only follow their rhythm to do things.

"Do you have the contact information of the girl's mother over there?" The old man looked at Lao Song and Song Ci's mother.

Both shook their heads.

The old man who glared at them couldn't help complaining: "So careless, don't you even want to hold your grandson?"

He looked at Song Ci again: "Remember to give your mother the contact information of your mother-in-law."

Song Ci: "."

In this rhythm, Song Ci mixed into the Chinese New Year.

The horoscope, the day, were easily handled by the old man. When Song Ci and Tang Shi talked about it, Tang Shi felt surprised and deeply understood the thoughts of Song Ci's parents.

So, the day before the new year, Tang Shi's mother also went to the residence of the blind man in the village, and looked at the horoscope.

"A good match!" The old blind man told her like this: "Take the dragon to be a son-in-law, let Xiao Tangshi seize the opportunity, miss this, and have encountered it in this life, do you understand?"

Tang Shi's mother nodded repeatedly, expressing her understanding.

In this way, while preparing for the New Year, she began to teach Tang poetry the truth, such as how to get along with her parents-in-law, such as how to treat her husband and so on.

She could see clearly that the Song family also wanted to marry Tang Shi into the family sooner.

It's just that it's too far away, she can't tell Tang Shi to think about it again, she can tell by looking at her eyes that Tang Shi has already thought about it, very clearly.

"Then get married early, May [-]nd next year will be a good day." This is the day that Tang Shi's mother got, not much different from what she expected.

In the first half of the year, in April, get married and have a drink, and then have a baby, and you will be a grandparent around the end of the year, so happy!This is the old man's idea.

Song Ci's mother thinks that free love is also very good, but compared to holding a grandson, being in love is free or not, it's nothing.

That's it, that's it.

(End of this chapter)