Six years later, she took three milk balls to blow up the world

Chapter 810 Learn how to be a good mother and have children

The night is a little drunk and the moonlight is faint.

The man's back was lonely, and a little scarlet lingered on his fingertips.

Bai Shao suddenly felt that the smoking man in front of him was feeling sad.

Song Jing has not smoked for a long time since he was with her, and the smell of his body has long since changed from a light tobacco scent to a refreshing herbal scent.

Song Jing said that she was his addiction, and compared to her, his addiction to cigarettes was insignificant.

But now, he was hiding alone on the balcony smoking a cigarette, watching the night silently, as if he was under endless pressure but could not express it.

Bai Shao felt a hint of distress and uneasiness in her heart.

Song Jing is currently the only heir to the Song family. Mr. Song is getting older, and his longing for his great-grandson has all turned into pressure, weighing on Song Jing.

But she couldn't share anything for him.

Bai Shao's eyes were slightly hot, and she quietly walked over and gently hugged Song Jing.

"Husband, I'm sorry." Bai Shao expressed her apology in a low voice.

Song Jing said nothing or looked back. He quickly put out the cigarette and patted Bai Shao's slender palm with his big hand.

The hesitation in Bai Shao's heart subsided a little, and she put her face against Song Jing's solid back and slowly opened her mouth to explain.

"I don't actually have a sense of security. I don't know how to be a good mother. I also want to play for a few more years. I hope you can understand me."

Bai Shao spoke very slowly, as if every word was carefully considered.

Song Jing's stern face was a little blurry in the weak light from the balcony. Only the corners of his lips moved slightly, making a self-deprecating arc, but he remained silent.

His little girl will also lie to him.

Bai Shao felt Song Jing's mood almost instantly.

Song Jing felt that she was perfunctory and didn't tell the truth at all.

What’s even more sad is that white peony root is irrefutable.

The coldness of the night gradually penetrated into the bone marrow, and the white peony root was pressed tightly against Song Jing's back, as if absorbing the remaining warmth in life.

And was this remaining warmth worth tearing open her wounds and showing them to him unreservedly?

Time seemed to have passed only a moment, but countless fragments flashed through Bai Shao's mind.

From his indifference when he first met Song Jing, to his fiery persistence later on, until now he has achieved positive results.

It is not easy for two people to walk all the way into each other's hearts and take root.

If they can't even be honest with each other like this, maybe it will be difficult for them to go down the road in the future.

Bai Shao quickly realized this, and it only took a second to make the next decision.

She simply let go of her hand and took two steps back, her voice becoming cold and solemn.

"Brother Song, do you think it's tiring for Sister An to raise three little ones by herself?"

As Bai Shao retreated, Song Jing's heart felt empty. Just when he was feeling sad, he suddenly heard Bai Shao ask this question and couldn't react for a moment.

After a moment of silence, although he didn't know why Bai Shao asked, Song Jing still answered: "I'm very tired."

At that time, An Yan was pregnant alone for ten months abroad. She had to give birth and raise a child, and she also had to work and study. The level of hard work was difficult for ordinary people to imagine.

"But what does this have to do with us having children?"

Song Jing's voice was deep, and he looked out the window at the vast Song family mansion and said, "There are so many servants in the house, and if we hire a few more professional childcare workers, we won't have to worry about taking care of the children at all." "But what if? I want to give birth to a child, and I will never leave the child alone to the servants and nursery nurses.”

Bai Shao's attitude was very firm, and there was a hint of sadness in his voice unconsciously.

"No matter before or now, no matter how hard, tired or busy Sister An is, she has never completely left her child to be raised by others, because like me, she knows how much harm the lack of maternal love can do to a child. I have not had a mother since I was a child. The eldest brother doesn’t have a mother, so we were all raised by our aunts at home. We had a pampered childhood, but we were lonely inside.”

"So my eldest brother and I both look good on the outside, but we don't feel safe at all on the inside. My eldest brother is over 30 and has never had a formal girlfriend. If I hadn't met you, I probably wouldn't have thought about getting married."

Bai Shao looked up at Song Jing's back, looking a little apologetic but still determined.

"Before I am not prepared and can't guarantee that I have enough energy and time to take care of the child, I will not give birth to the child rashly and let him make the same mistakes as me. Brother Song, I'm sorry that I can't complete my grandfather's work for the time being. wish."

Song Jing's back was to Bai Shao. He could not clearly see the expression on her face, but he could hear the sadness in her tone.

And he really couldn't utter a single word of objection.

Bai Shao is right, the lack of maternal love is very harmful to children.

Bai Shao lacked a mother and had no sense of security in his childhood. So why was he the same?In fact, his resistance to marriage in the past few years was even more serious than Bai Shao's.

After all, Bai Shao has been without a mother since he was a child, and he has neither a father nor a mother.

And Zhan Mochen, An Yan...

Counting the people in his circle carefully, they are simply a gathering of children in need.

Those childhood and teenage years that he had long forgotten came to mind, and Song Jing's heart surged.

If they are not ready to be parents, why bother letting another lonely child in the world?
And his silence just now was simply forcing Bai Shao to uncover his scars and give him an explanation.

Regret suddenly welled up in his heart. Song Jing suddenly turned around, stretched out his arms to hug Bai Shao, and kept kissing her forehead and face, comforting her and himself over and over again.

"It doesn't matter. If we don't want to have a baby, we won't have one."

Bai Shao's sour eyes turned red for a moment, but she was amused by Song Jing's decisive tone.

She responded to Song Jing enthusiastically, dumbfounding: "I just said I won't give birth until I'm ready, and I didn't say I won't give birth in this life."

"I know. Let's sign up for a course first and learn how to be parents before having children."

"Well, that's what I meant."

Bai Shao's scar that had just been uncovered instantly returned to its healing state, and the two people's souls seemed to be shattered and fused together again.

At this moment, Bai Shao's heart felt more at ease than ever before.

On the other side of the city, there are people whose hearts are filled with unprecedented anger and hatred.

"They are all a bunch of trash, losers!"

In the luxurious hotel suite, Si Qi was slamming his computer to the ground. Still feeling resentful, he kicked his face several times, completely smashing the computer into pieces before he stopped breathing heavily.

With stern and cold eyes sweeping over the trembling subordinates in front of him one by one, Si Qizheng smashed a few cups on his face and roared again: "Fan Tong, all the confidential documents you got are fake, fake! All of you! Go to hell!"

The men's faces were smashed with blood, but they didn't even dare to hide, let alone speak out to defend themselves.

Although it was the boss who took them to get the documents and they just followed the instructions, those fake documents caused huge losses to the company. The business in country M was attacked by ZK Company and suffered repeated losses.

The boss is very angry right now. Anyone who dares to speak out will be killed.

Si Qizheng continued to smash for a while before the anger in his heart gradually subsided, and his stern eyes became even colder.

He looked out the window, his face turned cold and ferocious for a moment: "Zhan Mochen, I want you to die!"

(End of this chapter)