Marriage pet: marrying a thousand gold

Chapter 160 Wife, You Are So Smell! (1)
"Stepmother, stepmother is going to feed so-and-so a poisonous apple! Stepmother is going to feed so-and-so a poisonous apple!"

Almost everyone in the living room did not expect such a scene to happen. Jin was so out of breath from crying, he pointed angrily at Bai Sangsang who didn't know why, and complained: "Stepmother, vicious queen, is going to kill the little prince!"

As soon as Jin Ziqi saw something was wrong, he got up and ran over, hugged the crying Jin XX into his arms, comforted him softly, but frowned and looked at Bai Sangsang who was holding a mouthful of apple residue.

"Miss Bai, what's the matter with us adults? What's the point of bullying a child?"

Song Qiyan stood beside Jin Ziqi, staring coldly at Bai Sangsang who was sitting there in a daze.

Bai Sangsang felt aggrieved, why did she hurt her, didn't she just peel an apple?
Are there any bullies like you?

Bai Sangsang looked at the family of three standing together, and the anger in her heart became more and more intense. In a blink of an eye, she saw herself on the glass window, her left cheek was already swollen.

Heart of beauty in everyone.

What's more, it's a woman like Bai Sangsang who has to apply more than a dozen lotions on her face when she goes out.

Seeing her own face being smashed into a pig's head, Bai Sangsang couldn't hold back her anger any longer, and got up suddenly, not caring that Bai Wenjin was still sitting there, took her bag, turned around and left aggressively.

"This child..."

Bai Wenjin didn't expect Bai Sangsang to lose his composure in this way, and he couldn't help but feel a little uncomfortable with his old face.

"Mr. Song, then let's not disturb each other. We will drink tea together next time when we have time."

He could only bid farewell to Song Zhiren hastily, and then prepared to leave with his great-granddaughter.

Song Zhiren wished he could send this giant Buddha away as soon as possible, so that he could be close to his grandson.

"It's easy for Mr. Bai to go all the way. I'll let Min Zheng take you out!"

As he said that, Song Zhiren told Han Minzheng who was standing quietly at the side: "Hurry up and take the little lady out!"

Bai Wenjin didn't like these words at all, as if the old man Song wanted them to leave quickly.

But on the face of it, Bai Wenjin was not good because his face was torn apart by a single sentence, so he could only pretend he didn't hear it, stood up on crutches, and just took a step forward, but suddenly stepped on a pile of greasy things under his feet.

"Bai Lao!" Song Zhiren wanted to help him up, but he was a little unsteady when he got up.

The servant next to him had no time to reach out to help him, so he could only watch Bai Wenjin stagger, lose the crutch in his hand, and slid onto the carpet.

The wool carpet was so thick that it didn't hurt the bones, but he sat down on the pile of slippery things, and the muscles on Bai Wenjin's face twitched violently when he smelled a foul smell.

"Twitter..." A little yellow chicken at his feet shook its head and stared at him with mung bean eyes.

As soon as Bai Wenjin closed his eyes, he suppressed the chill feeling in his heart, and when others wanted to help him, he quickly stopped: "Don't help me, I can do it myself!"

"This..." The servant looked at Song Zhiren in embarrassment.

Song Zhiren closed his eyes and nodded, acquiescing to Bai Wenjin's request, and deeply sympathized with Bai Wenjin's experience.

Back then, this little yellow chicken also shit in his palm.

Supporting the carpet with both hands, Bai Wenjin got up tremblingly, his stooped body was on the verge of falling, all the servants wanted to step forward to support the old man, but they didn't dare to step forward rashly because of the order just now.

Bai Wenjin took a deep breath, endured the throbbing headache in his temples, and waved to Bai Fei'er: "Fei'er, come, I'm going home with my grandfather."

Bai Fei'er reluctantly looked at Jin Moumou, who was so disfigured from crying, and walked out of Bai Wenjin's side step by step.

Before leaving, he shouted at Jin Moumou: "Little brother, next time Fei'er will come to play with you again!"

Listening to this, Song Zhiren replied inwardly, if you want to come, I am afraid that your grandfather will have a shadow of this place all his life!

Bai Wenjin justly refused Han Minzheng's help, and took his great-granddaughter's soft little hand with trembling hands, whether it was from anger or pain from the fall, and walked to the door of the living room.

In the bright light, everyone could see the pile of yellow chicken excrement scattered on the wool carpet.

As if to verify a certain guess in their hearts, everyone looked at Bai Wenjin again, and subconsciously shifted their eyes to his buttocks. Sure enough, the dark tunic pants were covered with yellow chicken feces.

But Bai Wenjin still insisted on leading his great-granddaughter out of the living room.

The seemingly depressed figure slowly disappeared from everyone's sight with a small expression on his face.

It's just that Bai Fei'er's innocent voice can still be heard vaguely outside the living room door——

"Grandfather, you stink!"

"Grandfather, are you farting?"

"Oh, grandpa, why is there shit on your ass?"

"Grandpa, are you pooping?!"

After the Bai family left in embarrassment, the living room quickly returned to peace and tranquility.

Song Zhiren hugged the so-and-so whose nose was red from crying, and said to the couple sitting on the side: "Since you have obtained the certificate, it is necessary to hold a wedding. Our Song family has not treated our daughter-in-law badly."

Jin Ziqi smiled silently, and didn't have any objections, and Song Qiyan didn't mind making arrangements.

"It's not a solution for you to live in Ziqi's house all the time. You should move back after the wedding!"

As soon as Song Zhiren said this, some people couldn't sit still.

Song Ranqin stood up suddenly: "Dad, why are you..."

Opening his mouth slightly, he looked in disbelief.

Before Song Zhiren turned a blind eye to Song Qiyan's moving out to set up his own family, Song Qiyan didn't stand up and say a word of opposition when Song Qiyan moved into Jin's house with his luggage.

At this moment, he directly asked Song Qiyan to move into the Song family compound with his wife and children. This decision came so suddenly that Song Ranqin, who thought she could always occupy the Song family, panicked.

Song Ranqin forgot to speak for a while, and just looked at Jin Ziqi and Song Qiyan with wide eyes.

For fear of missing the slightest expression change on their faces.

She was waiting for their answer, but her eyes were still shining with hope.

I hope Song Qiyan and the others will sternly refuse to move back.

Song Ranqin was not ignorant of the fact that Song Qiyan and Song Zhiren were at odds.

This is also where she didn't understand why Song Zhiren suddenly asked them to move back.

Isn't this looking for guilt for yourself?

But Song Ranqin was astonished, and forgot one thing——

Family fun.Especially for an old man like Song Zhiren who is about to die.

No matter how much Song Qiyan would make him angry, it was still his own flesh and blood, and his surname was Song!

As if Song Zhiren didn't see Song Ranqin's surprise, he looked at the couple and continued: "When you come, move to the main building. Anyway, the room is empty."

(End of this chapter)