let's get married darling

Chapter 129 Dad, I Love You Too

The matter of Song Xiaoyuan's recognition of his ancestors and his return to his clan was quickly finalized. Fu Zhongtian settled the matter by choosing a good day, but this time he didn't invite anyone, and he didn't even hold a banquet. Apart from doing some necessary things, It was very flat and passed away.

Fu Rong's name was finally listed on the Fu family's household registration. The first name is Fu Rong, and the nickname is still Song Xiaoyuan.

Thinking that he has really become the Fu family, Song Xiaoyuan still finds it incredible. Thinking about this journey, even he feels like a dream, depressed and happy at the same time, the little guy is tangled and melancholy all day long.

A friend from the class leaned over, "Song Xiaoyuan, you changed your name to Fu Rong now, why did you change your name?"

Song Xiaoyuan pretended to be old-fashioned, leaned back on the chair, closed his eyes and pretended to be thinking. This was learned from Fu Hanshen, and he deliberately ignored his little friend.

Recently, Song Xiaoyuan's tone has become higher and higher. From time to time, he would sneer at the classmates in the class. Everyone knew that he was not easy to get along with before, but this kind of sneer only happened recently.

Seeing that he ignored him, the little classmate snorted disdainfully, "What, don't you just have a father, do you think I don't know? I understand even if you don't tell me."

"If you understand, can you not bother me?" Song Xiaoyuan said angrily, "I'm annoying now!"

Recently, no one dared to provoke him in the class, because the head teacher had already personally said that no one is allowed to bully and laugh at Song Xiaoyuan anymore. Forced away by his tone.

The homeroom teacher standing at the door frowned slightly when he saw Song Xiaoyuan who was getting more and more irritable.

After school in the afternoon, Song Yan came to the school to pick up Song Xiaoyuan on time, but when Song Xiaoyuan showed up, he met the head teacher of their class first.

The teacher told her about Song Xiaoyuan's recent irritability and alienation from his classmates. The general meaning was that they hoped that their parents would pay more attention to their children and see if Song Xiaoyuan had any worries.

Since being asked to talk by the principal, the homeroom teacher has been very concerned about Song Xiaoyuan's situation, because he dare not neglect.

Song Yan heard what the class teacher said, and raised his eyebrows in thought.

Following the big troop out of the school, Song Xiaoyuan saw Song Yan standing outside the school at a glance, and immediately walked over, just like usual, he took her hand naturally, "Let's go."

Song Yan didn't say much, and turned around with him into Shi Heng's car. On the way back, Song Yan chatted with Song Xiaoyuan about some topics. The little guy was still the same as when he was facing them, not too much Big changes, but thinking of what the class teacher said, Song Yan felt that Song Xiaoyuan had also undergone some changes gradually.

And those changes, he did not want to disclose to them.

When Fu Hanshen came back in the evening, Song Yan hesitated and told Fu Hanshen roughly what the teacher in charge told her. The child is two people, so she can't do it alone. Song Xiaoyuan has never had this problem before.

Hearing her dignified and lamenting tone, Fu Hanshen's undressing hands stopped. As for Song Xiaoyuan, he had missed him for a few years. Although a man's mind is not more sensitive than a woman's, it would be a lie if he didn't have any feelings.

Now that Song Xiaoyuan has finally become a part of the Fu family, some attention is even more necessary.

"Tell me, what is he thinking right now?" Song Yan leaned on the pillow and looked at the man on the edge of the bed, frowning slightly, looking worried.

Living with Song Xiaoyuan for so many years, but now she doesn't know what Song Xiaoyuan is thinking, this feeling is frustrating.

"Don't worry, he won't have any serious problems." Fu Hanshen took off his clothes, lifted the quilt and lay down, holding her hand in front of him, "Isn't he going to work in the hospital tomorrow? Go to bed early Bar."

Seeing his disapproval, Song Yan disapproved, "Children were very sensitive when they were young, if we slowly close the door to us now, it will only get worse in the future. I don't want Xiao Yuan to become like that."

"But people always need their own secrets." Fu Han sighed softly, rubbed her long hair and said, "He is no exception, this is all a process, he is your son and my son, trust him."

Song Yan didn't know if she was too sensitive to Song Xiaoyuan. She and Song Xiaoyuan were almost always honest and honest, and had never been guarded by Song Xiaoyuan. This kind of feeling was always unpleasant for a mother.

But after all, she didn't say too much, knowing that Fu Hanshen was tired from work all day, so she took off the pillow and lay down on her lower body.

Just lying down, the man's waist was grasped by the man's big hands, and his chin rested on her shoulder, as if he could sense her deep uneasiness, and said with a smile, "I don't think we look like an old married couple now. ?”

Song Yan glanced at him, "Is there any?"

"Yes." He teased, and pressed down on her, lowering his eyes to look at her below, with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, "But this feeling is not bad."

Knowing what he wanted, Song Yan was short of breath, but still catered to him generously, and put his finger on his shoulder.

This night, Fu Hanshen was exceptionally gentle...

In the middle of the night, the door of Song Xiaoyuan's room was pushed open from the outside.

Song Xiaoyuan fell into a deep sleep, he didn't even know that his side was sunken, and from his small mouth, the sound of sound asleep kept coming out.

The man's figure is too long and too wide. Lying on his small bed, he has some skeletal bones, and his long legs are a good bit longer. When Song Xiaoyuan turned over in his sleep, he felt as if he had hit a hard wall of flesh, and the little guy was in pain. With a cry of pain.

He opened his eyes in a daze, the light in the room was not turned on, and the moonlight reflected through the window, he could vaguely judge that there was a man beside him.

Song Xiaoyuan suddenly woke up with a jolt, "Why are you on my bed?"

Fu Hanshen was not asleep, and he could sense any movement of the little guy.

Seeing Song Xiaoyuan sitting up and staring at him, Fu Hanshen didn't get up, but lazily supported one side of his head with one hand, and looked up at those sleepy eyes in the dim moonlight, and asked, "Do you have something on your mind?"

It's normal for children to have something on their minds, and such a kid doesn't have much on their minds, but Fu Hanshen still faintly cared, even though he said it to Song Yan so nonchalantly.

Song Xiaoyuan didn't expect him to say such a sentence when he opened his mouth, he was stunned for a moment, "What's on your mind?"

"You have to ask yourself this." Fu Hanshen said lightly, "Tell me, what are you thinking?"

Being asked so directly, Song Xiaoyuan felt a little unnatural, looked at him and said, "Why should I tell you?"

"Hehe." Fu Han pinched his fair little face deeply, "Because I am your old man."

"..."

This is really flawed.

"I'll give you two choices, either tell me actively, or I'll force you." Fu Hanshen's cold and magnetic voice sounded, with an unquestionable tone, "You choose after thinking about it."

Song Xiaoyuan was stunned, "Are you threatening me?"

"perhaps."

"Can you take good care of me?"

"Wait until you call Dad."

"..."

Song Xiaoyuan was a little sleepy, he lowered his head.

Fu Hanshen raised his eyelids and stared at him, "What are you thinking about?"

After pursing his lips and being silent for a long time, Song Xiaoyuan frowned and asked, "When will you and Song Dayan get married?"

"..."

"After you get married, I will still have younger brothers and sisters, right?" The tone was a little uneasy.

Fu Hanshen raised his eyebrows, propped his head, and looked lazy, "Don't you like younger siblings?"

The way father and son get along seems like ordinary friends chatting. Even Song Xiaoyuan would suddenly jump to this question, Fu Hanshen didn't find it so strange.

"That's not true." Song Xiaoyuan was a little entangled in the fact that there would be younger brothers and sisters, "It's just that you won't love me so much anymore, will you?"

"..."

"The students in our class are all parents. After having younger brothers and sisters, they don't love them so much. Will you be the same?"

Fu Hanshen frowned slightly, looked deeply at Song Xiaoyuan, and remained silent for a long time. He only answered him with two words, "No."

It's enough to regret missing him for so many years. No matter who will be in the future, Song Xiaoyuan's position will always be irreplaceable. This is his innermost thought.

Song Xiaoyuan didn't quite believe him, "Everyone said that at the beginning, but in the end, few people could do it."

Fu Hanshen pulled his little arm into his arms, and said lazily, "Then you can call me Dad a few more times, and if you make me happy, you won't."

"Then do you love me or not?" Song Xiaoyuan nestled in his generous chest, raised his eyes to look at his clean and stylish chin with blinking eyes, and said with a snort, "If you love me enough, I will reluctantly called."

Fu Han lowered his eyes to see that his eyes turned cold, "It's wrong to call my father?"

"Of course I was wronged." Song Xiaoyuan said, "You snatched Song Dayan away, and now you still want me to call you Dad, don't you think you are already greedy?"

Now treating Song Xiaoyuan, Fu Hanshen was surprisingly patient, raised his eyebrows and said, "She will be my future wife, and you are my son, it's only natural."

Song Xiaoyuan suddenly said, "Then why didn't you want us?"

"..."

He had long thought that Song Xiaoyuan would ask this question sooner or later. Fu Hanshen had already thought of an excuse to deal with it. Naturally, the excuse would not be the truth, even though Song Xiaoyuan was also a very important party. However, he couldn't understand such a complicated matter. It is also difficult to tell a child that he is a product of non-love, a fact that is only necessary at the time.

But now, Mingming had thought of an excuse to deal with it a long time ago, facing his innocent face at this moment, Fu Hanshen found himself speechless.

Don't want to make up an excuse to cheat.

After a long time, he rubbed Song Xiaoyuan's head, and then said softly, "There are many things that happened in the past, you can't understand now, I will tell you when I grow up, I promise, no matter what time it is in the future, I will love you both."

The word "love" always feels nasty and inappropriate for him when he usually says it.

But facing Song Xiaoyuan, at this moment, he didn't want to be stingy with this word.

For children, both verbal love and deed love are necessary, not to mention Song Xiaoyuan's situation, the little guy often likes to say the word "love" on his lips, and he will say "love" to Song Xiaoyuan from time to time. speech.

It can be seen that he needs the warmth of love in his heart.

Song Xiaoyuan didn't understand what was wrong with him, but after he said these words, he felt warm in his heart, as if the worries in his heart were instantly protected, and all the haze was swept away.

Unable to help, he shrank into the man's generous chest and said shyly, "Dad, I love you too."

Fu Han, who was caressing his head, gave a deep hand, his black pupils shrank slightly, and then, the corners of his mouth slowly outlined a light arc, which was not very dazzling, but beautiful enough, "Say it again."

Song Xiaoyuan, "..."

The father and son chatted for a while, and Song Xiaoyuan gradually fell asleep again. When Song Yan got up the next day and went to Song Xiaoyuan's room, he saw the father and son embracing each other.

The man's arm was around the little guy, who was restless in sleep, with one calf resting on the man's waist, and he could faintly hear his snoring.

Standing by the door, she lowered her eyes and smiled, and suddenly felt that this moment was peaceful and beautiful, and her heart was filled with warmth.

It's clear that he said not to care, but it turned out that he ran here in the middle of the night while she didn't know?
**
Song Yan went back to Rende General Hospital to work, and was no longer as free as before. All the familiar colleagues welcomed her back.

Pei Siyu's mother, the vice president, learned from Pei Siyu about the changes in Song Yan's life and those things in recent days, so she called Song Yan to take a walk outside the hospital, and said with a smile, "It seems that this is also fate, go around , let you meet Xiaoyuan's biological father, and you can get along so well with them, and the family can be reunited, there is nothing better than this."

Song Yan smiled and said nothing, but the slight curve of her lips betrayed her warm heart at the moment.

The deputy dean asked as he walked, "Do you still hate it now?"

Knowing that the vice president was asking how much she cared about the past, Song Yan lowered his eyelashes and replied flatly, "The current situation and happiness are enough to cover up that kind of hatred."

Hearing that, the vice president patted her on the shoulder sincerely, "It's good if you can figure it out, don't delay your future because of the past, so as not to miss the opportunity, the next one may not be as good as the present. "

Song Yan hummed.

The vice president suddenly thought of something, stopped suddenly, and asked her uncertainly, "Then Tang Munian, I already knew that you were the surrogate to save the Tang family, but in the end I couldn't get enough money, so I went to marry you." Did mother take the money to save him?"

"No." Song Yan had nothing to hide about Pei Siyu's mother, "I haven't said anything about it."

"Don't want him to know?"

"I just think it's unnecessary." Song Yan smiled and looked at the vice president, "I think it's pretty good now."

The vice president saw the happiness in her eyes, understood what she meant, smiled and shook his head.

It seems that she has really let go of her feelings for Tang Munian...

At the corner behind the two of them, Luo Peiru stood on the spot, her face suddenly stiff and pale. When those words were poured into her ears without leaving any room, her heart trembled fiercely. Beside her was Liu Qingqing who also turned pale...

(End of this chapter)