Lu Shao is remarrying again

Chapter 393

Song Qinglin didn't seem to expect that she would bring this up suddenly.

"Why are you asking this? Why? Want to travel there?" He laughed twice, "Grandson, we have to pursue a little bit. If we want to travel, we have to go abroad. You can go to Europe or wherever you want, and stay in your own country. What's the point of wandering around?"

Song Wei had no intention of going on a trip at all, the place was so scary as Lu Chengchen said, and it was too late for her to avoid it.

After thinking about it, she felt that she couldn't speak clearly on the phone, so she just told Song Qinglin to wait for you to come back, and then cut off the call.

Zhang Ma walked from the kitchen with a fruit plate and put it in front of Song Wei.

"What do you want for dinner, miss? Spicy or sour?" Zhang Ma looked at Song Wei's belly meaningfully when she was talking.

Ever since Song Wei was pregnant, she had a very strange taste, neither spicy nor sour.

I do like the taste.

Naturally, it wasn't the fishy smell, but the heavy and thick stinky tofu, but she didn't mention this to anyone, and she went out to eat with Qiao Wan secretly a few times.

After returning to the villa in the north of the city, Lu Chengchen took her seriously, and hadn't touched her for more than half a month.

"Mum Zhang, do you like stinky tofu?" She asked with great interest.

Mama Zhang was dumbfounded: "Stinky tofu?"

Song Wei nodded, and said seriously: "It's the kind fried by street food stalls."

"Oh, my aunt..." Zhang Ma immediately stood up, with a troubled expression on her face: "Why are you so easy to eat that? The fried food on the street is junk food, and the old man never let you touch it since you were a child." , if he finds out about this, why don’t you give me a good lesson?”

Song Wei bit her lip, "The fried food on the street is junk food, so you can buy it and fry it at home."

Mama Zhang was instantly speechless by what she said.

After a while, Song Wei couldn't hold back his greedy mouth anyway, and went out with a basket of vegetables, muttering incessantly: fried stinky tofu...

Song Wei fulfilled his wish, lay down on the sofa casually, and patted his stomach habitually.

As soon as she lay down, she fell asleep in a daze.

She didn't wake up until she heard a loud voice and her arm was poked by a cold and hard object. When she opened her eyes, she saw Song Qinglin standing in front of the sofa.

She was shocked immediately, and quickly got up: "Grandpa..."

Song Qinglin's old face was wrinkled, his eyes were looking at him with disgust, and the corners of his lips were drawn down, "What if the surname Lu doesn't sleep for you at home? When I come here, I can sleep on the sofa?"

Song Wei rubbed his slightly sore eyes, "What's the matter..."

But she did not sleep well last night. She was scared by the two policemen during the day, and Lu Chengchen didn't tell her the truth. She tossed and turned all night without any sleepiness, and woke up early the next morning.

Song Qinglin sat down on the sofa next to her, the living room door opened, and Wang Yu came in with big bags and small bags.

"President Song! Let's have a big dinner tonight!" She started yelling as soon as she entered the door.

Song Wei looked at the bag in her hand, saw a lot of ingredients, couldn't help twitching the corners of her lips: "Should I contact Mama Zhang, she just went out to buy vegetables."

As soon as the words were finished, Zhang's mother came in from the door, "We met in the supermarket and bought something together."

When Song Weiyi heard this, his ears twitched, and he quietly opened his mouth to Mama Zhang, and asked silently, "Where's the stinky tofu?"

Catching Song Wei's gaze, Zhang Ma glanced guiltily in Song Qinglin's direction, and without saying anything, she plunged into the kitchen.

Song Wei: "..."

(End of this chapter)