The president will be transformed

Chapter 19
Honeymoon
After the wedding, Song Yang handed over the management of the company to his partner, while Zhang Xinxin dragged him to a remote small city for honeymoon.

It was not the Maldives he was looking forward to. There were no sunny beaches, no sunbathing with coconut trees, but only drizzle, spring red willows and green, ancient towns.

Instead of taking a direct plane, they drove from Haicheng to Nanyang City.

The couple drove an off-road vehicle through many towns. On a Taoli mountain dozens of kilometers away from Nanyang City, the car circled the road and walked up the mountain.Zhang Xinxin, who just woke up, rubbed her eyes and opened the car window, and the pear blossoms all over the mountains and plains made her eyes shine.

The large expanses of white, like heavy snow, cover the mountains and plains, like a dream.

Seeing that she liked the scenery outside the window, Song Yang drove the car to a flat land halfway up the mountain and pulled over.As soon as the car stopped, she couldn't wait to wrap her shawl and rushed into the pear blossom forest. The pear blossom forest was raining, and the spring scenery was overwhelming.

There are even pear petals under her feet, either fresh or dry.

The sunshine in Nanyang at the end of March was warm. In order to adapt to the weather in Nanyang, she changed into a spring skirt early in the morning. The gorgeous hem skirt was raising a piece of white falling flowers. Song Yang was obsessed with that kind of inadvertent beauty.

He quickly took out his camera and took a picture of his daughter-in-law.

This photo was captured just right. In the photo, the little Xing Xing’s body just turned halfway, the skirt fluttered and a piece of fallen flowers was blown up, the shawl was floating in the air with a gust of wind, and the pear blossoms on the side branches fluttered down one after another.

Song Yang hummed a song he wrote while looking at the photos, and sang out of tune: "The stars are so beautiful, so beautiful, so beautiful..."

Zhang Xinxin posed in various poses under the pear tree, and Song Yang took pictures of her from various angles.

By the way, he had a mobile phone to take a picture of her back, with the beautiful pear blossoms as the background, and added a camera special effect, and the style of the whole picture came out immediately.He posted this photo on Weibo with the text "accompanying my wife on the way to Nanyang".

After a while, the fans below praised him one after another.

"Sister-in-law meat is so beautiful!"

"A person is more beautiful than a flower! So is Lord Meat a photographer again today? When can Mrs. Meat take a picture of Lord Meat?"

"The happiest thing is not to have a husband who loves you, but to have a husband who loves you and takes pictures! Sister Rou is so happy!"

Ever since Song Yang announced that he was the author of "Overbearing Fatty Falls in Love with Me" pork belly, everyone called him the Meat Lord and Zhang Xinxin the Meat Sister.

Zhang Xinxin habitually swiped through the comments on Song Yang's Weibo after taking the photos: "Tch": "Your fan complained that I didn't take pictures for you. Come on, stand over and I'll take a picture for you with my phone."

Song Yang was in a bit of a dilemma, Little Xingxing's photography skills were worrying...

"Go!" Zhang Xinxin pointed to a pear tree and said sternly, "Quick! I'll be angry if you don't go!"

He dared not obey his daughter-in-law's order, and stood obediently.

Zhang Xinxin chose the ugliest angle to take a picture of him, not to mention making him shorter, and distorting his face. Even so, when the photo was posted, many fans shouted: "Mr. Meat is so handsome." !"

She deeply doubts the aesthetics of these fans.She was unhappy thinking that there were thousands of female fans who wanted to sleep with Song Yang every day.She said: "Fatty, from now on, you have to often post photos of me. You can't post a straight face, you can only post a beautiful back view. You have to covertly announce to your female fans that you are mine alone."

Song Yang let out a cry, wanting to cry, "How about this, every time I post on Weibo, I will write 'Favorite Star' in the suffix, what do you think?"

Zhang Xinxin thought about it for a while, it was pretty good, and nodded in agreement.

So when they arrived in Nanyang, Song Yang saw a native dog that looked like a rhubarb, took a photo and posted a Weibo with the text "So cute. I love the stars the most".

As soon as this microblog was posted, the fan comment area was boiling again.

"Master Meat, you compare Sister-in-law Meat to a dog, does Sister-in-law Meat know?"

"Light up the wax, Mr. Meat, you are going to kneel on the washboard tonight."

"Master Rou, are you a black fan of Mrs. Rou?"

Zhang Xinxin checked Weibo and pinched Song Yang's neck: "Song Yang, I will fight you hard!"

Song Yang looked aggrieved, and shrank his neck helplessly: "Obviously you agreed, I am so wronged."

The ancient town of Nanyang City is the same as in the photo. The buildings are all green tiles and white walls, there are small bridges and flowing water, graceful green willows, and girls holding oil-paper umbrellas and wearing Hanfu are taking pictures on boats.

The landscape architecture of this small town is all in the style of ink and wash, even the people are in ink and wash.

The hotels in Nanyang City are called inns, and the assistant booked an inn with an ancient style and a good reputation for them early in the morning.

The inn is a big house with three floors, a hall, a book bar, a bar, a restaurant, and an independent kitchen.Song Yang likes the book bar here very much, not because of the unique decoration style here, but because there are his novels here.

Song Yang pulled Zhang Xinxin to sit down in the book bar. He deliberately pulled his book out from the corner and put it in the most conspicuous position.This was not enough, he also took a few books and pushed them to the little girl who was traveling alone: ​​"Little beauty, this book is quite good, take a look?"

The little beauty was holding a copy of "Poetry Collection of Tsvetanava", looked at the handsome Song Yang who was sitting opposite, then at the book in his hand, then at Zhang Xinxin who was being pulled by him, very Say politely: "Do you think I am someone who reads this kind of novel?"

Song Yang didn't understand, why did he feel that this girl disliked his book?
"Is this kind of novel bad?"

The girl let out a "hehe" and said, "Elementary school students don't even read such vulgar novels."

Song Yang was furious, and Zhang Xinxin comforted him: "It's okay, you have so many fans on Weibo. You're not RMB. Some people like it and some people hate it, which means this book is controversial. Controversy means this book is valuable."

After listening to his wife's comfort, Song Yang felt much better.The story he told her, he couldn't bear others to say "vulgar".

Zhang Xinxin found that whenever someone said that she was not good, or someone said that this book was not good, Song Yang would start to lose his temper, especially like a child.But this kind of Song Yang, she likes it very much, it's true.

They heard from the proprietress of the inn that tonight there is a large-scale event in the cultural square, which was initiated by local young people. It has become very popular in the past two years, commonly known as "Bang Bang Festival".

At night, thousands of young people will rush to the cultural square, holding inflatable sticks, wandering in the square and nearby streets, if you see someone you like on the road, you can hit her with the inflatable stick (he ).

If the other person responds to you, it means that they are also interested in you.

The couple thought this event was very interesting and wanted to go and see it.

Song Yang bought an inflatable stick in the shape of a bear for Zhang Xinxin from the proprietress, and an inflatable stick in the shape of a big white for himself. Afterwards, the two of them dressed in fashionable couple outfits and hats with panda ears, and walked slowly towards the culture. Walk to the square and take pictures along the way.

Zhang Xinxin is a foodie and ate a lot of snacks along the way.

Stinky tofu, sad dried tofu, whirlwind potatoes, Malatang... she didn't stop eating until her belly was round and round.

Sure enough, the cultural square is crowded with people, and there are traffic police on duty all around.

Walking on the street, people almost stick to this person, back to back, shoulders rubbing against each other.It was getting dark and the lights were just coming on. Song Yang was holding Zhang Xinxin's hand, but was squeezed away for some reason.

Zhang Xinxin jumped up and down in the crowd, but she didn't see Song Yang's handsome head.

Both her bag and mobile phone are with Song Yang, and she can't make a phone call.The people in the crowd beat everyone they saw with inflatable sticks. They didn't know who hit whom. Zhang Xinxin was hit on the head no less than a hundred times.

Although it is an inflatable stick, it still hurts when it hits the head.

In the end, she couldn't stand it any longer, so she waved her inflatable stick and hit the surrounding area casually. She didn't know who she hit, but she just thought it was fun.She has also been beaten so many times, so there shouldn't be anything wrong with her beating around, right?

Just because of her beating, the crowd around stopped!
"Honey, why are you beating me?" A chunky man in his thirties grabbed Zhang Xinxin's arm with an aggrieved expression on his face.

Zhang Xinxin was stunned, and wanted to shake off the man: "I'm not your wife, I'm Song Yang's wife, you've got the wrong person."

Another man said: "Second sister-in-law, don't be angry, isn't it because I didn't buy you a bag? Just let the second brother buy it for you right away, let's go, go home."

Zhang Xinxin's heart skipped a beat, could it be a human trafficker?
"I don't know you guys! Song Yang! Human traffickers!"

Zhang Xinxin was dragged out of the crowd by a group of men, she shouted "Song Yang" at the top of her voice.The louder she was, the trafficker kept nagging: "Second sister-in-law, you still call us human traffickers. If you really meet a human trafficker, you still have a chance to come out and play with a stick?"

Hearing the sound, Song Yang almost rushed towards him. He knocked away a group of men with his body and pulled Zhang Xinxin over.

"What are you doing with my wife!" The short fat man looked at Song Yang.

"I'm her husband." Song Yang stared darkly at the group of men in front of him: "My wife is as beautiful as a flower, why would I want such an ugly thing as your husband?"

"Hey, you man! How do you talk?" One of the men rolled up his sleeves and looked at Song Yang viciously.

The man was obviously also annoyed by Song Yang's tone, and made a gesture to pull Zhang Xinxin.Song Yang's eyes widened, he kicked up, and then grabbed the man's arm with his backhand, and threw a backhand lightly, throwing a strong adult man out like a sandbag.

Falling was not enough, Song Yang kicked the short and fat man's abdomen one after another, the pain made the short and fat man call his mother.

Seeing that the situation was not good, that group of people wanted to come over to help, but they were undoubtedly acting like a mantis, and Song Yang knocked them down one by one as soon as they rushed over.

Zhang Xinxin called the police patrolling the street and caught the trafficker.After settling the matter of the traffickers, Song Yang's heart was still in a state of unrest.If he was unlucky and didn't find her just now, then would she have been sold to Dashan as a wife?
Song Yang was so frightened that he was in a cold sweat. It was really a thrilling moment just now.

Song Yang hugged her, and said in a low voice, "I couldn't find you in the crowd just now, I was so anxious to death."

Zhang Xinxin rubbed against his arms mischievously, and laughed at him: "I'm not a child, why are you so worried?"

Song Yang felt aggrieved like a child at the moment: "You're so stupid, what if you get kidnapped?" He clasped her hand tightly, his palm was sweating and he didn't let go.

"What if I'm really kidnapped?"

"I've gone bankrupt and searched every remote mountain village in the country, and I want to find you too."

"What if I can't find it?"

"Then I'll find out until the end of my life."

"Song Yang, I'm quite afraid that one day you will not want me."

"In the next life, I'll think about whether to abandon you or not in the next life." He grabbed the back of her head and placed a kiss on her forehead: "I won't think about it in this life."

Bamboo shoot baby

Probably because of the continuous rain in Nanyang, Zhang Xinxin's condition has not been good since returning to Haicheng.I always feel weak when I work in the company, saying that I am sick, but there is no pain in my body.

She has always loved to eat big fish and meat, but after returning from Nanyang, she couldn't eat many things.

Song Yang asked someone to stew pig's trotters for him, but she didn't have an appetite for it.After a week, he watched his wife lose two catties, and his heart ached for him.Zhang Xinxin became less energetic day by day, and felt nauseous from time to time.

Song Yang hugged her: "Little Xingxing, don't you have it?"

Zhang Xinxin thought about it, and thought it was possible: "I haven't come this month."

Song Yang suppressed the excitement in his heart, picked up the briefcase, and wanted to drag her out: "Let's go to the hospital for an examination. If it is, you should not go to the company from tomorrow."

"What will you do if I don't go to the company?" Zhang Xinxin looked at him: "If I'm not by your side, won't you become fat?"

Song Yang hugged her lightly, thought about it for a while and thought so, and immediately decided to work at home.From now on, the assistant will come to his home to explain all matters of the company to him.

I went to the hospital for an examination, and it turned out that Zhang Xinxin was indeed pregnant for a month.

On the second day after getting the results, Song Yang announced that he would set up his office at home.Ever since Song Yang moved back to work at home, the employees of the company have been discussing this matter before and after tea and dinner, saying that the general manager hurts his wife to the point of madness.

Everyone said that he was not satisfied with bringing his wife by his side 24 hours a day. As soon as his wife became pregnant, he moved the office to his home.

Song Yang's obsession with his wife was posted on Weibo by the employees of the company, so comments such as "The wife is strictly controlled" appear on Song Yang's Weibo.

Seeing these comments, Song Yang was not annoyed, on the contrary, he was proud of it, and changed his Weibo name to "Strictly Controlled Meat Master".

After she was pregnant, Zhang Xinxin had all sorts of weird tastes. She didn’t eat her favorite food on weekdays, and she felt nauseated just looking at it. She only picked those heavy flavors to eat. Durian and stinky tofu have become regular foods at home.

In order to give the best care to his pregnant granddaughter, Grandpa Zhang specially invited his granddaughter's cousin and aunt from the countryside.My aunt is a woman in her 40s, she looks very kind, and she has a good way of taking care of her.

After pregnancy, Zhang Xinxin became Song Yang's motivation for work every day. He would work hard every day to finish his work, and then went to the vegetable market with his cousin and aunt to buy vegetables in the afternoon.

In the vegetable market, Song Yang picked vegetables like pearls, and he didn't want any vegetables with a little bit of yellow leaves.Pork, duck and fish must be slaughtered under his watch, and vegetables and fruits must be in season.

Every night Song Yang is also very attentive to stew soup for his wife. He uses a good casserole to simmer slowly for one night, and then puts it out the next day. The soup tastes enough and is nutritious.

After several months, Zhang Xinxin's belly not only got bigger, but also her face and limbs became swollen a lot.She was so fat that she didn't dare to look in the mirror anymore. Whenever she looked at herself in the mirror who was fat and balled, her heart felt tight.

In order to comfort her, Song Yang deliberately didn't see her for an hour or two, and when he appeared in front of her again, he became a fat man with her.

In order to coax her to sleep at night, he didn't hug her, let alone recover his figure. He looked at her: "Little Xingxing, I'll get fat with you. Look, my stomach is almost catching up with yours."

Zhang Xinxin looked sideways at the panda version of Song Yang, and poked his soft belly with his hand: "Husband, how can we explain to our children that you have become fat and thin?"

"Don't think about this first." Song Yanga looked at her: "Go to sleep, the child is sleepy too."

She hummed and slept soundly that night.

As her belly got bigger and bigger, her taste became more and more strange.In the early winter season, she wants to eat winter bamboo shoots, the fresh ones that have just been dug out.The winter bamboo shoots in the supermarket are good, but they are not fresh. Zhang Xinxin doesn't like eating them at all.

Even the bamboo shoots that Song Yanghua bought at a high price didn't fit his wife's mouth. Those bamboo shoots were in his hands many times, and they were not very fresh.In order for her to eat fresh bamboo shoots, Song Yang drove to a nearby rural bamboo forest to dig in the evening.

Song Yang dug up a basket of bamboo shoots, and when he was carrying it down the mountain, his feet were unsteady and he slipped down the slope, hurting his whole body.His hands were also bleeding from some of the burrs.Back home, Zhang Xinxin looked at the bamboo shoots her husband dug up so hard, and the hand holding him hurt badly.

She didn't dare to be picky anymore, she was afraid that Song Yang would go to the mountains to dig bamboo shoots again.

In March of the following year, Zhang Xinxin gave birth.Her labor lasted six hours, and the baby couldn't come out.

Zhang Xinxin was in so much pain that she yelled at Song Yang as an asshole, and even yelled, saying that she didn't want to have a baby, it was too painful.The pain was so painful that she even scratched the bed sheet. She raised her hand and scratched Song Yang's arm and face one by one, but Song Yang didn't even hum.

While waiting for the delivery, Zhang Xinxin heard from the nurse that the woman next door also had difficulty giving birth.That woman, like Zhang Xinxin, held her stomach and yelled that she couldn't give birth, scratched and scratched at her husband, and finally annoyed her husband, leaving her alone and going out.

Zhang Xinxin's face was full of tears from the pain, and Song Yang's heart was also pulled into a ball. He held her hand tightly and said, "If you are in severe pain, just scratch me hard."

Then Zhang Xinxin really scratched him hard, and scratched a bloody smudge on his face.

Song Yang jokingly said: "It's over, it's over now, your husband has disfigured me."

Zhang Xinxin was neither crying nor laughing while lying on the bed.

After another hour, the doctor was afraid that the baby would suffocate to death in the mother's womb due to lack of oxygen, so he suggested a caesarean section.Zhang Xinxin and Song Yang agreed, and after Zhang Xinxin was pushed into the delivery room, she regretted it again. She had heard that caesarean section was not good for giving birth to a child.

Although it hurts to have a baby, she still wants to give Song Yang another one.At the critical juncture, she decided to step up her efforts and give birth naturally.

After half an hour of hard work, and with the help of doctors, Zhang Xinxin gave birth to a daughter smoothly.

The daughter is fat and fat, and she doesn't know whether she followed her mother or her father.

The daughter didn't cry when she was born, she was lying in the incubator and giggling at Song Yang, she was as cute as a white and tender pudding.

Song Yang named his daughter Song Dingding, nicknamed Pudding.

Pudding weighed eight catties when she was born, and the nurses said that it had been a long time since she had seen such a healthy little girl.Song Yang witnessed his wife's pain in childbirth in the delivery room, and he became more determined to treat his wife and daughter well, even better.

Ever since Pudding was born, Song Yang has tried various ways to make his daughter happy.

What annoyed Song Yang was that her daughter seldom cried, and she laughed at everyone she saw.Song Yang suspected that his daughter's IQ was a problem, so he took her to the hospital for an examination. The doctor said that her daughter's intellectual development was normal, better than that of ordinary children.

Song Yang expressed his sadness for this, he wanted to see what it would be like for his daughter to cry.

On this day, after not seeing his wife for a while, he turned back into a fat man.She walked to the baby room, looked at her newborn daughter in the crib, and made a fierce look: "I'm a devil!"

Pudding was sitting in the crib and playing with the little train. Seeing the fat father, she paused for a moment, and then laughed again. The little pudding was lying on the bed, patting its belly and laughing, looking like an adult.

Song Yang's face darkened, was he being laughed at by his daughter who just turned one month old?
Since pudding was born, he has been loved by thousands of people.Parents hurt Grandpa, Grandpa hurts Grandpa Zeng, Grandpa Zeng hurts Uncle.After the uncle was in pain, there were rhubarb and Jiong in pain.

Since Pudding was born, Rhubarb and Jiongjiu have become dog sitters.Pudding was playing in the cart, and Dahuang and Jiongjiong took turns to help her push the cart.

Pudding sat on the ground and played with building blocks, while Big Huang Jiong watched from the side.

Pudding's diaper is dirty, Dahuang Jijiu will ask Song Yang or others to change it for pudding.Pudding couldn't sleep in the middle of the night, and it was Da Huang and Jiong who played with her.Ever since Pudding was born, Rhubarb and Jiongjiong seldom fought at home.

The two dogs walked carefully, for fear of hurting Pudding.

Little Pudding also likes Rhubarb and Jiongjiu very much. She always likes to ride them as big horses. When she rides on the two dogs, she will always tear off a lot of their fur when she gets off.The two dogs didn't get angry, but licked her face kindly.

When Pudding was not yet one year old, he learned to call him Mom, Grandpa, Grandpa Zeng, Rhubarb and Jiongjiu, but he couldn't call him Dad.

Pudding was sitting on the ground playing with the little train. When she was hungry, she yelled at Song Yang: "Grandma, grandma... Pudding wants to eat grandma."

Seeing that Song Yang ignored her, Pudding stretched out her two white and tender arms, pouted her little mouth, and looked at him pitifully.Pudding saw that being cute didn't work, so he simply lay on the ground, kicking his legs indiscriminately, patting his stomach and shouting: "Pudding wants to eat grandma, eat grandma..."

Song Yang felt that he couldn't get used to his daughter, so he sat on the sofa and put the brewed milk on the coffee table, and said to his daughter on the floor, "Call me daddy, and I'll give you grandma when I call you!"

Little Pudding snorted faintly, turned over and sat up, stretched out his fleshy little hand, tickled Rhubarb and 囧囧, and shouted in a childish voice: "Rhubarb Huang, big 囧囧, Little Pudding wants to eat grandmother……"

Song Yang sat on the sofa and looked at his daughter amusedly. He couldn't believe it. Can two dogs feed his daughter?

Unexpectedly, Jiongjiu and Dahuang walked towards their daughter wagging their tails.Rhubarb walked up to Little Pudding and licked Pudding's face with his rough tongue; Jiongjiu walked towards Song Yang, jumped onto the tea table, and swallowed the bottle in one gulp.

Jiong returned to Pudding with the bottle in her mouth, bit the bottle with her mouth, and pointed the nipple down to Pudding.

Little Pudding took the bottle and lay down happily on the ground to drink.While sucking her pacifier, she squinted at Song Yang, as if she was despising him.

Song Yang was stunned. He thought his one-year-old daughter was smart enough, but he didn't expect the two dogs at home to become smart!

He felt that he was being compared by two dogs!
Super Dad

Before getting married, Song Yang didn't like weekends because there were no entertainment activities.But after he got married, he wished that every day was the weekend, and that he could sit in the yard with his wife and daughter in the sun and drink small tea every day.

It was a sunny day, and Song Yang took his wife and daughter to bask in the sun in the yard.The six-year-old little pudding was lying on the small table doing homework. She held the pencil with her chubby hands. When the homework was difficult, she opened her mouth to bite the pen.

Seeing his daughter biting the tip of a pen, Song Yang snatched the pencil from her hand and taught her: "Pudin, don't bite the tip of the pen. Every girl should be a lady."

Little Pudding glanced at Zhang Xinxin who was playing games with his mobile phone, his legs crossed, and his pink lips pouted: "Mom doesn't even have a lady, why should I want a lady?"

Hearing her daughter's words, Zhang Xinxin was taken aback for a moment, and looked at Song Yang with aggrieved eyes, and said in a delicate voice, "Husband, am I not a lady?"

Song Yang coughed lightly, and reprimanded Little Pudding half-truthfully: "Pudin, your mother is very ladylike."

Little Pudding rolled his eyes, raised his head, and said in a naive tone, "Father, tell the truth, who is more ladylike, Mom or me?"

Zhang Xinxin put down the game console in her hand, and waited for her husband's answer.

"..." Song Yang was so helpless, his daughter and wife had fleshy palms and backs.He simply replied: "You are a lady, you are a lady, Pudding, you were born by your mother, and your mother is not a lady, how could you give birth to a lady like you?"

Both the mother and daughter were very satisfied with this answer, and Song Yang finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Little Pudding obediently handed the composition text to Song Yang, with a soft tone: "Dad, the teacher assigned us a composition, and the composition should be "My Dad", but I don't know how to write it, Dad, can you teach me?" ?”

Upon hearing the composition, Song Yang immediately became proud.At any rate, he is also a cultural person who has published novels and made them into movies. It is not difficult for him to teach his daughter to write essays.

I thought it would be easy to teach my daughter how to write, but I didn't expect that after talking to her for a long time, she still didn't know how to write.Song Yang lost his patience. He said to his daughter, "Well, Pudding, I say, you write."

Little Pudding snorted, holding a pencil and looking at him.

Song Yang cleared his voice: "My father is a handsome man—the first sentence, just write it like this."

"Oh." Little Pudding buried his head, holding a pencil and writing for five or six minutes, then raised his head and blinked a pair of clear eyes, looking at Song Yang: "Daddy, I'm fine."

Song Yang said again: "My father is cool, handsome, and kind, and he often helps the old lady cross the road—the second sentence, write like this."

Little Pudding held the pencil, the chubby hand paused slightly, and looked up at Song Yang: "Father, when will you help the old lady cross the road? Why don't I know?"

"... Only in this way can you bring out your father's handsome and mighty image." Song Yang looked serious.

Little Pudding let out a faint sigh, and continued to write the composition.After four or 10 minutes, Little Pudding finally wrote the first composition in his life.

When he came back from school on Monday afternoon, Little Pudding proudly showed Zhang Xinxin the composition that the teacher had corrected. "Mom, the teacher gave my composition an excellent!"

Little Pudding ran over with the composition, put his arms around Zhang Xinxin's neck, and kissed her on the cheek.

When Zhang Xinxin was kissed by her daughter like this, her heart felt sweet for a while. "Come on, show mom."

Little Pudding put his hands behind his back, handed her the composition text, and stood beside her with his chest upright, waiting for her evaluation.

Zhang Xinxin opened her daughter's composition and read out with a serious face:
"My father is very stinky, he thinks he is jun (jun) xiao (chic) ​​sa (unrestrained), very narcissistic (love). He sometimes fantasizes that he helps the old lady cross the road, but in fact he does nothing. He I have written novels and stories with my mother.

Because the novel was made into a movie, he was very, very proud.However, I don't know what he is proud of. Others don't know, but I know that the film was invested by grandpa.Although my father loves to save face and loves to show off (yao), he is still my good father.Because he loves his mother and loves me too. "

Zhang Xinxin was a little dumbfounded by the teacher's comments below:
"The idioms are well used, and the characters are deeply portrayed. In addition, the meat is big! I am your loyal fan! Even if you are narcissistic, I still like you!"

Song Yang's fans are all over the world, even Little Pudding's Chinese teacher is also his fan.Song Yang came out of the kitchen with dinner, and took Xiao Pudding's composition from Zhang Xinxin's hand.

His face darkened for a while, and he asked her: "Pudin, how can you write daddy like this? Where is daddy narcissistic?"

Little Pudding asked him back: "Dad, why aren't you narcissistic?"

Song Yang was so depressed that he almost vomited blood. He was so helpless. Although he was handsome and unrestrained, his daughter wrote him as a narcissistic madman.Is this the kind of person he is in the eyes of his daughter?
In midsummer, Haicheng is sweltering and hot.

Zhang Xinxin's family and Song Yang's family had dinner together. At the dinner table, Song Hong and Mr. Zhang were vying to hug the little pudding.

When pudding was younger, he could still stand the toss of the two old people, but pudding is now six years old and has begun to have his own thoughts.She didn't like to sit on the lap of grandpa and great-grandpa, that would make her feel childish.

The six-year-old little pudding looks like a milk pudding, white and tender, cute and lovable, and the elders like her.Song Hong said that a girl with such a face is blessed, and wanted to take her to play, and the two elders almost quarreled because of the little pudding.

As Zhang got older, he wanted to spend more time with his great-granddaughter.Song Hong has always wanted a daughter, but now that he has a granddaughter, he naturally wants to spend more time with his granddaughter.

For such a situation, Song Yang and Zhang Xinxin were also very helpless. After all, they only had one daughter, so they couldn't divide their daughter into two halves, right?Going home after dinner at night, Song Yang lay on the bed hugging his wife, and called "wife" into her ear.

Zhang Xinxin nestled in his arms and let out an "um".

"Shall we have a fat boy?"

"What if it's a daughter again?"

Song Yang: "It's okay, then you can feel wronged and give birth to 3 and 4, anyway, I can afford it."

Zhang Xinxin: "..."

Early the next morning, Song Yang's face was full of joy.

Seeing his daughter having fun with two stupid dogs, he went over and called her "little pudding".

Little Pudding was braiding 囧囧's hair, without raising his head, he asked him: "Dad, just say what you have to say, why do you have to call him, didn't you see that he was combing 囧囧's hair?"

Song Yang sat on the sofa, propping his chin with his hand: "Puding, Mom and Dad are going to give birth to a younger brother or sister for you, are you happy?"

"..." Little Pudding's small face darkened in an instant, he paused on his hands, and looked at Song Yang with pursed mouth: "Dad, is Little Pudding not good enough?"

Song Yang didn't feel that his daughter was in a bad mood, and said with a smile: "Little Pudding is good, but sometimes he is too naughty. When you have younger brothers and sisters, you must act like an older sister. Don't be naughty, you know?"

Little Pudding lowered his head and looked aggrieved.

Mom and Dad despise her for being naughty, will they hate her even more after having younger siblings?

Little Pudding looked sad, but Song Yang didn't feel the change of his daughter's mood at all, so he went upstairs whistling and called his wife.

After Song Yang went upstairs, Little Pudding touched Da Huang Jiong's dog's head.She remembered the TV series of Gou Xue, imitating the tone of the actors in the play, and murmured to the two dogs: "Rhubarb, 囧囧, it seems that we are destined to be passers-by in this house, let's go."

She went back to the bedroom, found her little pink schoolbag from the closet, then went to the kitchen to find some snacks, and stuffed the schoolbag full.After packing the "wandering" food, she sneaked out of the house carrying a small schoolbag full of snacks.

She left a letter when she left. The handwriting on the letter was crooked, immature and cute.

"Father, Mom, I ran away from home with 囧囧 rhubarb, we are going to wander, please don't come looking for us."

Little Pudding took the rhubarb 囧囧 around the villa area a few times, but the villa area was too big, they went around and didn't go out.She had been walking for nearly half an hour, and her two little fat legs couldn't move anymore, so she simply sat on the steps by the side of the road to rest.

She sat on the side of the road, stroking the heads of the two dogs, opened a bag of potato chips, and looked up at the sky while eating: "I'm so tired of wandering, Rhubarb, 囧囧, let's go home, shall we?"

A handsome husky and a Chinese pastoral dog squatted beside her. When the cold wind blew, the backs of the two dogs and one person showed infinite desolation.The two dogs expressed their helplessness, and they agreed to run away from home?This hasn't even left the villa area yet!
When Song Yang and Zhang Xinxin saw the note that their daughter had run away from home, they were both stunned and speechless.Where did they expect that having a second child would have such a big impact on their children?
Zhang Xinxin burst into tears with a "wow", her daughter is only six years old, what should she do if she is kidnapped by bad guys?
Song Yang counted the time and thought that with his daughter's short legs, she should not have left the community yet.He hurriedly called the doorman, and also found the property management to find Little Pudding in the villa area.

When they found Little Pudding, the girl was sitting on the side of the road, leaning on Jiongjiong's back and yawning, Xiaomo looked very tired.When Zhang Xinxin and Song Yang walked over, Little Pudding returned immediately with energy.

She got up and threw herself into Song Yang's arms, hugged Song Yang's waist, and said in a warm voice, "Father, pudding will never be a wanderer anymore, it's terrible to be a wanderer."

"..." Zhang Xinxin saw her daughter, rubbed her red and swollen eyes, and asked her, "What terrible thing happened to you?"

Little Pudding let go of Song Yang, turned around and hugged Zhang Xinxin again, with a soft voice: "Just now a big dog bullied me as a vagrant and wanted to bite me! Fortunately, fortunately, I was chased away by the heroic 囧囧 Rhubarb!"

Zhang Xinxin hugged her daughter's head and comforted her: "How could little pudding be a homeless child? Little pudding is the favorite child of parents. After having younger siblings, little pudding is also the favorite of parents."

"Mom, I figured it out, you should give birth to a younger brother." Little Pudding's voice was crisp, she paused and said, "Let my younger brother protect me from now on!"

"Isn't the elder sister protecting the younger brother?" Song Yang looked at the innocent and lovely girl jokingly.

Little Pudding shook his head and said seriously, "My brother is a man! You should protect your sister!"

The husband and wife couldn't laugh or cry, she was such a delicate little girl Song.

(End of this chapter)