Chapter 163

Song Ci stayed at home until the Lunar New Year's Lantern Festival. After the Lantern Festival, he started to pack his things and prepared to go to Baiyun City. Tang Shi was also leaving. He planned to go there one day earlier and clean the house.

Finding a good cleaning company also takes time.

Clean it yourself, don't be kidding, it's been empty for more than [-] days, and I can't clean it at all. In this case, I have to find a cleaning company.

Song Ci never denied that he was a slacker.

at night.

Song Ci had just packed his clothes and zipped up the suitcase when his mother knocked on the door and came in.

"Do you need me to pack things for you?" She asked, "What time is the plane tomorrow?"

While talking, she saw that Song Ci had packed up, so she pulled a chair beside her and sat down.

Seeing that she had no intention of leaving, Song Ci estimated that there was something he wanted to say to himself, put the suitcase aside, and Song Ci sat beside her.

"It's all packed, I'm not a kid anymore." Song Ci replied with a smile: "The plane at ten o'clock tomorrow morning, I have to catch it after eight o'clock, I can go by myself."

You can take a taxi at the door without any trouble, and you can go directly to the airport.

In the past, every year when she left, she would get up to make breakfast for Song Ci, even if she left very early, she could still get up.

Now, Song Ci didn't want her to be so tired, and he didn't want her to set a lot of alarm clocks just to have breakfast for himself.

My mother loves herself very much, and Song Ci, as a son, does the same. She doesn't want her to be tired.

"I'm going out again in a blink of an eye. Remember to come back a few more times this year. Don't be the same as last year." Song Ci's mother warned: "Last year, I didn't see you for a few days."

When talking about this, she still complained a bit.

Forget about mother when you have a daughter-in-law. For parents, this kind of behavior is somewhat depressing.

The baby I worked so hard to raise ran away with others, and my care was also transferred. I used to love my mother, but now this distress and love has also been divided.

There is really no way, if it is really open-minded, it is not.

"Come back a few more times this year, and you may have to go to Baiyun City at that time. I'll see the situation notice." Song Ci said.

If you want to get married this year, you will definitely have to arrange a family meeting. If nothing else, it should be in Baiyun City. It depends on how Tang Shi arranges it.

It was said that Song Ci did not have a clear idea of ​​the specific steps of the plan.

The main reason is that she has never been married and has no experience at all. Song Ci went to study the fat brother's plan last time, but many places are still very confused.

"Remember to bring Shishi back home to have a look. If it's confirmed, your dad and I can go anytime." Song Ci's mother smiled happily. When she thought that Song Ci was getting married, she couldn't help being happy.

This kind of happiness is because I will be able to hold my grandson in the future. I have been looking forward to this day for a long time, and it finally seems to be coming true.

I can think of the days when I have a grandson, how wonderful!
"Okay, I'll try to arrange it as soon as possible." Song Ci looked at her smile and sighed slightly: "You just come to tell me this?"

"I just can't bear it." She looked at Song Ci and replied.

Song Ci: "."

He is also a little bit reluctant. In fact, his family is pretty good, although he is always nagged and educated.

With my parents at home, I always feel that I can relax, just like a ship has a place to dock, making people reluctant to leave.

During this period of time, Song Ci didn't leave the gate, stayed at home with his parents, and didn't go out. Song Ci didn't want to waste the limited time.

If it wasn't for many things this year, if it wasn't for Tang Shi, if it wasn't for getting married, etc., he wouldn't want to leave.

I don't want to come back when I go out, and I don't want to go out when I come back.

"Be good at home, play when you need to play, and rest when you need to rest. Anyway, do whatever you want to relax." Song Ci said: "Don't worry about my affairs all the time, I know how to handle it myself."

There is Lao Song at home, and Song Ci is at ease. With the conditions of the family, she will not be too tired. I just hope that she is in good health.

Being healthy is more important than anything else.

"I know." Song Ci's mother replied.

"If you miss me, you can call me anytime. If you want to live there for a few days, you can live there." Song Ci thought for a while: "We come back all the holidays."

Only then did I see my mother laughing, very happy.

Song Ci sighed slightly, wondering if it would be better after marriage?
My mother is like this, what about Tang Shi's mother?She only goes home once a year, and she comes back only half a month after going back, can the mother-in-law be willing to part with her?
Thinking about going back and talking about these things with Tang Shi, Song Ci suppressed his thoughts.

"It's okay. Your dad and I will just go there when the time comes. Shishi is busy with work, so we have more time." She is still very understanding, especially for a career-minded girl like Tang Shi.

She never wanted to be an evil mother-in-law, and she tried her best to understand in many places. For example, Song Ci didn't come back last year.

Can't afford a plane ticket?It's completely impossible, she can guess that it's because of Tang poetry, and she doesn't get angry.

Sometimes, she also thinks that when the child gets married, she has a child, and someone else has a child. They just hope that the child can live a good life in the future.

She is a mother, and Tang Shi's mother is also a mother. Song Ci is her precious son, but Tang Shi is also a precious daughter?
Sometimes, children don't want to go home because they have their own ideas, just make a few more phone calls.

"Okay." Song Ci agreed.

She stood up and looked at the closet, and found that she didn't bring many clothes, and then looked at Song Ci's suitcase.

"I bought a lot of clothes over there, and you know that your daughter-in-law is in the clothes business, so how could I be short of clothes." Song Ci preemptively struck.

She looked at the clothes before closing the closet: "Many styles are out of date, so buy some new ones then."

The family has a lot of luxury quotas every year, which belong to the kind of through train. If you want to buy it, you can just call and get it done. First come to measure the size, and then someone will deliver the clothes.

Being rich can still enjoy many conveniences, and the richer you are, the more obvious this convenience will be.

It's like my family receives gifts and samples from many people every year, I'm afraid I don't know that there are new products.

"You don't need to buy so much, just enough to wear, and if you have too much, you won't be able to wear it." Song Ci pointed to the wardrobe, and then pulled his clothes: "It's still cheap to wear, and it's not troublesome to wash. "

Many luxury items cannot be washed, and cannot be worn if they are dirty. Can you believe it?

It is completely out of the essence of the clothes, and I don't know why so many people like them, disposable clothes, why bother?
Song Ci doesn't like this kind of thing. He thinks it's completely an IQ tax. He doesn't like it no matter how loud it is or how much added value it is. He didn't like it before.

What a waste of money.

"When you go out, you always have to take care of your face, and there are always people who know your identity." She shook her head: "Let's prepare a few sets."

Although the family is not a top tycoon, nor is it an ordinary rich family, Lao Song doesn't like this kind of clothes, and he doesn't wear them occasionally, although most of them wear custom-made ones.

In the mall, Lao Song still has a certain reputation.

"Okay, I'll order this year's spring collection. I don't want to be in the rich second-generation circle. It's not necessary." Song Ci replied: "It's actually a waste to buy it."

"There is no shortage of this little money at home. The money is spent. If you don't spend it, you can't have a baby." Song Ci's mother thought for a while: "I can make a decision here, and I will tell you when the time comes."

Coincidentally, several big brands have already contacted her, and she can do it simply by asking.

After talking about the clothes, Song Ci's mother took out two watches from her pocket and handed them to him: "This one is for Shishi, and this one is yours."

Tang Shi bought her a gift, and she always had to return the gift. Although the things Tang Shi gave were expensive, she was still happy.

Over the years, Lao Song has become rich, and she always likes to collect some good things. Gradually, there are many good things. Song Ci has been wanting these two watches for a day or two.

It has been hidden tightly by my mother all the time, but Song Ci has not found it.

It's just that he didn't expect that his mother would take it out so simply.

"I've wanted these two watches for a long time." Song Ci took the watch and put it on, then laughed: "There is finally nothing missing on my wrist now."

I have an old watch for more than ten years, but now I can’t find a place to buy it. Big brands, luxury goods, the watch is good-looking, and he likes the color.

"Remember to give the other piece to Shishi, I prepared it specially for her." Song Ci's mother reminded.

Wearing a watch worth more than 100 million yuan, Song Ci agreed to everything.

These two watches alone cost almost 200 million. It is really hard to put it down if you wear 100 million on your hands.

The limited edition is different.

"You haven't gone through the door yet, so why give such an expensive thing?" Song Ci asked her.

Shaking her head like a trivial matter, she didn't think about it.

It's just a watch. When I bought it in the past, I didn't spend much money. She has a lot of this kind of watch, and she bought it in the early days. Now the more you put it on, the more money you make.

"How much? It's just a watch, not any jewelry." Song Ci's mother answered very simply.

One set of her jewelry is more expensive than the other, and they are all bought by Lao Song, so there is nothing cheap, they are all worth several million, and they are all custom-made.

A watch is really a drizzle to her.

Song Ci knew that my mother was actually very rich, she had a lot of good things herself, and Lao Song also gave away a lot of top-notch goods, plus a huge amount of pocket money for a month.

Money, to her, really can't measure anything.

"Then I'll go back and give it to her." Song Ci agreed.

One piece of Tang poetry, one piece for him, it is still a couple watch, and I happened to change the one in my hand, which was also given by her. The price is not cheap anyway, and there is no such thing as cheap luxury goods.

"Okay, go to bed early, we have to catch a plane tomorrow." She was about to leave.

Song Ci hummed to express his understanding.

"Don't get up so early tomorrow, I'll just make breakfast myself." Song Ci also emphasized that although he doesn't know how to cook a lot of dishes, he is already very proficient at making noodles.

"I can sleep early." She closed the door, "I'll make breakfast tomorrow. If you do any exercises for three-legged cats, the dogs won't eat them."

Song Ci: "."

It seems that he can't refuse.

He was also complained about his poor cooking skills, and Song Ci was speechless, but what he said was indeed true, but he really didn't know how to cook, he only knew how to cook.

During the time when he came back, he even vowed to show his cooking skills once, but his mother called him a dog, so Song Ci stopped cooking.

If he didn't know that Tang Shi could cook, he would be afraid that Song Ci would eat takeaway all day long.

After the mother left, Song Cicai looked at the watch. It was an old Patek Philippe watch more than ten years ago. The design was not so good-looking, but the quality and value were very high.

very nice.

Lying on the big bed, covered by the quilt, Song Ci flipped through the news from Tang Shi, and fell asleep after reading it for a long time.

When he can't fall asleep, he likes to look at those chat records, thinking about it with a smile, and getting sleepy just looking at it.

Early the next morning.

Song Ci hadn't woken up yet, and before the alarm clock rang, there was a knock on the door.

"Get up, get up, it's almost time, and you'll be late if you're late." Mom's voice sounded from the door.

Touching the phone to look at it, rubbing his sore eyelids, Song Ci: ".
OMG!

It's only seven o'clock, and it's not even eight o'clock, so I say I'm going to be late. The concept of time is not so good. When I arrive at the airport, I can't sleep. I can only sleep after I get on the plane.

After sitting up and rubbing his hair, Song Ci stood up and opened the door.

"Mom, it's only after seven o'clock, and it's not even eight o'clock. What am I doing up so early?" Song Ci shook his unconscious mind, and was forced to turn it on by his mother, still confused.

Song Ci's mother at the door, wearing an apron, reached out and knocked on him.

Looking at it like this, one could tell that she had started to make breakfast. She didn't know when she woke up. Song Ci guessed that breakfast was already ready.

"All the food is ready, eat something, check what you brought, and it's almost time to go." Song Ci's mother arranged in an orderly manner.

When to eat, check what's brought, and leave for the airport, the timing is just right.

Song Ci was about to say something, but was pushed by his mother: "Hurry up and change clothes, and then come down to eat, your father is already up."

Song Ci: "."

That's too bad, I can only comfort myself that I can sleep on the plane.

Old Song woke up so early, just wanting to send him to the airport. Song Ci originally wanted to go by himself, and told them all about it. It seems that Old Song didn't listen.

After washing up and wearing new clothes, Song Ci went downstairs to have breakfast.

After eating breakfast in a stormy mood, he rushed to the airport in his father's car. Song Ci and his mother sat in the back row, and the real rich man became a driver for a time.

Listening to her explaining the precautions and requests along the way, Song Ci listened patiently. Compared with before, he was a little more understanding and tolerant, and he would not dislike these nagging.

Some people say that it is a very happy thing to hear my mother's nagging, and Song Ci deeply agrees.

Compared with many people, he thinks this is very good. He gradually understands and gets used to it, and gradually understands and cooperates. When his mother wanted to say something, Song Ci asked her to say it, nodding frequently.

"Talk to Mom if you are short of money." Finally, she said this.

Song Ci thought of the more than [-] million in the bank card, so he nodded and agreed, saying that he would tell her if he had no money.

When we arrived at the airport, my mother suddenly fell silent.

Song Ci was also a little silent.

Dragging the suitcase, Song Ci looked at his mother. Standing on her right, Song Ci suddenly noticed that his long black hair was a little white.

At that moment, Song Ci felt overwhelmed by guilt, regret, fear, worry and other emotions.

Before he knew it, it seemed that his mother was also getting old. Song Ci felt a little scared, afraid that she would gradually grow old, afraid that he had nothing to make her proud of, and afraid that she would not fulfill her requirements and expectations.

"What's wrong?" she asked curiously.

Song Ci shook his head, saying that there is no problem: "I just feel that I should come back and live more this year."

Not only this year, but also in the future, come back to see them more, lest I will regret it in the future. When Song Ci was calm, his heart seemed to be full of turbulent emotions.

Over the years, Song Ci blamed himself for thinking that he didn't seem to do anything well.

I have always been worried that I can't be a good boyfriend, but I forgot before I knew it, and I didn't do a good job as a son.

Those self-blame, like a volcanic eruption, are constantly spewing out.

"It's good to come back and live more often. If you're not at home, the house looks deserted." Song Ci's mother replied: "You can arrange it yourself."

She didn't want to meddle in everything, Song Ci's own thoughts were not children anymore.

It would be nice to have this word, Song Ci can do it.

"Okay, we've reached the door, go in by yourself, and give me a message when you arrive." Lao Song looked at himself, then at Song Ci and his wife: "It's not like you won't be back for a long time, don't be sad."

Resolutely, Song Ci entered the airport. He was not here, and my mother was not in such a bad mood. If he was here, the tears that were originally in the eyes would all fall out.

Think about it, it's better to go to the airport first, so that she won't be sad.

When he entered the waiting room, Song Ci held his mobile phone and looked at the picture of his crying mother sent by Lao Song, feeling more and more heavy.

[Take mom out to play, lest you can't let us go. ] Song Ci sent a message.

[You still need to say, get the hell out of here. 】Old Song sent a message.

Song Ci: "."

Their husband and wife are true love, and they are just a beautiful accident.

A few minutes before the plane took off, Song Ci sent Tang Shi a message, and she replied quickly.

[Talk to me when you arrive. 】

[Got it, I'll pick you up at the airport tomorrow, just send me a message if you want to eat, I'll go back and clean up the refrigerator. ] Song Ci returned the news.

[Remember to wash your clothes, wash your socks and underwear separately, and don’t put your shoes in the washing machine! 】Tang poetry exhorts.

Just like the days after marriage.

For a moment, Song Ci felt that after marriage, she and herself would live in the same way, there would be no big difference, it was simple, warm and practical.

Blindfolded, Song Ci sent a message and turned his phone on airplane mode.

Song Ci felt that he hadn't slept well, and fell into a deep sleep. When he woke up, meals were being served on the plane. He didn't want to eat, so he continued to sleep.

After getting off the plane, Song Ci left the airport and returned to Baiyun City, where he had been away for half a month. The familiar temperature came over his face.

Looking at Ding Shuo who was wearing sunglasses and a yellow shirt, Song Ci smiled and said, "Happy New Year!"

This year, Ding Shuo no longer spends the New Year alone, Gu Shengnan is with him.

"The new year is over, you are so happy! Hurry up and get in the car, I am still busy with opening a branch." Ding Shuo tilted his head, signaling him to hurry up.

Song Ci followed him to the parking lot and drove home.

Ding Shuo put him at the gate of the community and drove away. Seeing that she was busy, Song Ci felt that there was no possibility of having dinner together at night.

"It's all dusty!" Song Ci touched the top of the shoe cabinet and made a call with his mobile phone: "Housekeeping company, right?"

 Wrote to about 70, ready to prepare a new book.

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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