Marriage pet: marrying a thousand gold

Chapter 113 Jin Ziqi, I'm Back! (5)
Even that tigress Song Ranqin can make a mess of the house, not to mention there will be another Qiao Nianzhao in the future!

Thinking of Qiao Nianzhao, Su Ningxue's eyes became colder, and the hand holding the cup wall slowly tightened.

"It's not impossible for Mr. Song to see the child. I still have no objection to taking the child out every week in the future."

Song Zhiren's eyes lit up when he heard the first half of the sentence, but his hopes were brutally shattered after hearing the second half of the sentence.

Song Zhiren brewed a mouthful of words and was about to speak, when a clear and crisp child's voice came from the door.

Immediately, Song Zhiren couldn't hold back his excitement and got up suddenly, leaning on a cane and stretching his neck to look out.

"Young master so-and-so, slow down, Aunt Hong can't catch up!"

"Aunt Hong is getting old and can't run fast, drink more Melatonin!"

At the entrance of the villa, Jin Moumou was wearing a small red and blue jacket, which made his small face more white and tender, dark blue jeans and tiger-toed leather shoes, and a small cartoon schoolbag behind him.

While jumping into the house, he kept turning his head and shouting at the door, "Aunt Hong, hurry up, so-and-so is going to close the door!" As he said, he really ran over and pushed the door to close.

"Master So-and-so, wait, wait..." Aunt Hong pushed the door panting, begging for mercy.

So-and-so giggled, her big black grape-like eyes gleamed slyly, and when she turned her head and saw Su Ningxue in the living room, she immediately called "Grandma" happily and ran over.

The round, milky little body ran past, Song Zhiren wanted to reach out to catch it, but someone had already passed him and threw himself directly into Su Ningxue's arms.

"Grandma, you came back so early today!" A small mouth was so sweet that Su Ningxue immediately looked kindly.

Su Ningxue glanced at Song Zhiren, who was trying to see through both eyes. After all, she couldn't bear to make an old man feel so uncomfortable. She hugged him and turned to Song Zhiren, and told him softly, "Look so and so, who is here?" ?”

"Huh? It's the grandfather? Is the grandfather visiting so-and-so?"

The child's voice is sweet and soft, with beautiful big eyes that are clear to the bottom. So-and-so tilts his head and mischievously looks at the excited Song Zhiren, grinning, and points to Song Zhiren's tear-filled eyes. In a childish voice: "Grandpa is ashamed, such an adult is still crying!"

Song Zhiren saw that so-and-so responded to him, and couldn't restrain the strong emotion that burst out from the bottom of his heart anymore, he snatched so-and-so from Su Ningxue's arms, and staggered his old body twice.

But a pair of arms always tightly protects so-and-so on his chest, caressing the grandson in his arms lovingly and affectionately, he doesn't even know when the crutch slipped on the floor, but his lips are trembling unceasingly.

"What's the matter with you, grandpa? Does it hurt somewhere? So-and-so will show you!"

Tilting his small head, he raised a pair of soft little hands, holding Song Zhiren's face, pouting his pink lips, and bulging his cheeks to help Song Zhiren blow his eyes, "It's good to blow so and so, no Cry or not."

Song Zhiren's heart was trembling and he couldn't help himself. He sat on his lap with his chubby body, sighed slightly, and raised his hand to stroke the watermelon head of someone, "Good——"

So-and-so suddenly held Song Zhiren's old hand and urged, "Why didn't the grandpa wear a ring today?"

As soon as I heard this, I knew that the little guy wanted a gift.

Song Zhiren smiled and took out a longevity lock made of pure gold from his pocket, hung it around Jin's neck, and asked flatteringly, "Do you like this?"

So-and-so picked up the longevity lock to shine on the crystal lamp, then put it to his mouth and bit it. The familiar movements and expressions made Song Zhiren's heart tremble, and he was also so greedy for money...

So-and-so put away the longevity lock, moved it in Song Zhiren's arms a few times, and then began to act as a good baby.

But Song Zhiren thought of something himself, lowered his head and asked softly: "By the way, where is the ring that the grandfather gave you last time? Did you lose it?"

So-and-so shook his head like a rattle, "No, so-and-so hid it well!" As he said, he wriggled his chubby body and got out of Song Zhiren's arms, and ran to the sofa where Su Ningxue was sitting. back.

Under Song Zhiren's expectant eyes, so-and-so came out again, and dragged out a bright yellow animal behind him and held it in front of Song Zhiren, "It's all hidden here!"

Song Zhiren looked at the jade wrench worn on the chicken's neck, and almost spit out a mouthful of blood. It was a valuable limited number of wrench, and there were only a few in the world. How did it become a chicken ring? !
"Hmm... isn't Grandfather happy?"

So-and-so grabbed the chicken rope and bit his finger timidly looking at Song Zhiren who was twitching his eyes.

Song Zhiren saw the fear on so-and-so's small face, and quickly put on a smile, pretending to be innocent and said with a smile: "Why is the grandpa angry with so-and-so, come, come into the grandpa's arms."

As he spoke, he spread his arms again, wishing he could hug such a smart and good grandson and leave.

However, Jin Moumou pouted his pink and tender lips, and his pink and jade-carved delicate face collapsed.

His aggrieved eyes were blinking misty, and he was biting his finger, with a look of weeping.

"The grandpa is angry, so and so knows, the grandpa is so angry that so and so put the ring on Haw."

Song Zhiren heard that the child was going to alienate him, so he couldn't sit still, "Grandfather is really not angry..."

"Then give him a hug!" A little yellow chicken was held up in front of Song Zhiren.

Song Zhiren suddenly felt that he had been fooled, but he couldn't refuse that cute and innocent smiling face, so he could only bite the bullet and take the chick.

Although Song Zhiren was born in a bad family when he was young, he often raised some poultry in the fields.

But decades of pampering and pampering made him keep these poultry at a respectful distance. Now, the hairs of his whole body trembled when he hugged them, but because of those bright eyes, he had to do tricks.

"Is this a chick raised by so-and-so? It's so cute, how old is it?"

So-and-so immediately grinned jubilantly, nimbly climbed onto the sofa, kicked off the tiger-toed leather shoes, sat cross-legged on the sofa, leaned forward and picked up Song Zhiren's hand and placed it on the chicken feather.

"Happy only if you touch Haw like this, you know, like this, you touch, so-and-so will watch."

Song Zhiren's face was a little stiff, when the two little chicken feet were bouncing around in his palm, but in order not to disappoint the child, he still held his breath and stroked the chicken feathers again and again.

Su Ningxue, who was sitting there drinking tea, suddenly frowned, sniffed, "What's the smell?"

After being told by Su Ningxue, Jin Zhaodong also found a strange smell lingering in the living room, which was quite pungent.

So-and-so, who was sitting on the sofa with her chin resting on her two small hands, suddenly yelled, "Hey, papa!"

Song Zhiren's forehead was covered with black lines, and the smell of cumin became stronger when he lowered his head. The little yellow chicken that had finished pranking had already jumped from his palm and fled.

(End of this chapter)