Marriage status: Ex-husband, please respect yourself

Chapter 611 They really look alike
After a period of tossing and tossing, the audit department's data investigation of the Song family and Fengrui finally came to an end, and the results announced to the public were consistent with Song Ran's expectations. Every amount of money flowing from their Song family was clean.

After the turmoil, she began to work on the recovery of the industry in the later stage. Although most of the losses caused by the previous turmoil have been irreparable, she still firmly believes that the real driving force for the survival and development of an enterprise is always open source. Instead of throttling.

Therefore, in the initial stage of business recovery, her working hours began to be extended indefinitely, and the time she could stay in Song Zhai was very little.

On this weekend, it was rare for her to go home a little earlier, wanting to see her two children.

As soon as she stepped into the house, Song's mother hurriedly ordered the servant who took care of the children to take the two little guys down, "Hurry up, take them down and play for a while, before going to bed later."

After a while, an old aunt took a slightly younger girl to hold two little guys down. Song Ran reached out to take one of them, and the other was sent to Song's mother's arms.

"They really do look alike." Song Ran weighed the little guy up. She hadn't seen him for a while, and she couldn't tell who was who.

"Where does it look like?" Song's mother frowned dissatisfiedly when she heard this, "A Heng has big double eyelids, and A Yan has inner double eyelids. Is there a mother like you? The company is so busy, you have been busy for a week." I don’t even see the child, do you know that now is the time when the child grows the fastest..."

Song's mother seized the opportunity and chattered, while Song Ran acted as if she hadn't heard it, and played with the soft chin of the little guy in her arms with a smile, "Then you are Ah Heng? Such beautiful double eyelids."

"Yes, the little lady's eyes are really beautiful, but she has a spirit."

The one who joined the conversation was a little girl standing beside her who looked to be in her early twenties. She wore a thick braid and looked very neat and tidy.

Song Ran raised her eyes when she heard the words, "Are you new here? I don't think I've seen it before."

The nannies or aunts that the Song family has taken care of all know when to speak and when not to speak. This kind of rash talk when the lady is chatting will inevitably attract people's attention.

The older aunt next to her heard this, and hurriedly explained: "This is the little niece of Mrs. Li's family. Mrs. Li's family has something to ask for leave, so let her take over for two days. She has been here before, it's the old man. people agree."

Mother Song nodded when she heard the words, "I have an impression."

After listening to the explanation, Song Ran didn't pursue the issue too much, and was soon attracted by the long yawn of the little guy in her arms.

"Sleepy?" She frowned, and looked at her mother uncertainly, "Shouldn't it be time for bed?"

"It's okay, just hold me for a while."

Mother Song nodded her chin at the little guy, then turned her head and told the aunt next to her, "Go and prepare some milk for the young master and young lady, and you can go to rest first."

The auntie nodded and left to go to the kitchen, but the girl standing next to her seemed diligent and considerate, "Why don't you give it to me, miss has never fed a baby before, it would be bad if she choked on milk."

"It's okay, I'm here." Mother Song waved her hand, "I raised Xiao Ran, so don't worry about it, go back to sleep first."

Seeing the old man's resolute attitude, the little girl began to show a bit of embarrassment.

Not long after the stalemate, the aunt who had just gone to make milk powder also came back, weighing two milk bottles in her hand, and handed them to the wife and the lady respectively.

Seeing the old man waving, she nodded knowingly and left. Before leaving, she tugged at the sleeve of the girl next to her, "Go back and rest, I don't need you here."

The girl hesitated, but was finally dragged away by her aunt.

Seeing this, Song Ran shook her head and smiled. While breastfeeding the child like a mother, she judged: "There is no shortage of aunts at home. If Madam Li asks for leave, let her go. Why let her family members take care of her?"

The little guy was sucking on the pacifier. Although he was extremely sleepy, he still instinctively sucked it hard. Song Ran's brows and eyes were raised like that, and he felt it was miraculous and funny.

"Okay, you can hold her head up a little so that she doesn't choke." Mother Song corrected Song Ran's breastfeeding posture, and at the same time frowned and thought about it, then responded to her topic just now: "I've seen that girl before. , I have a little impression that he is a man who understands the rules..."

Ms. Song, who was vigorous and vigorous at work, seemed very unfamiliar and blunt in taking care of the child. When the mother asked her to hold the child's head, she grabbed the little guy by the collar at the back of his neck, wishing to lift him up.

When Song's mother saw it, her face immediately changed, and she stretched out her hand to stop her, "How can you be like this, the child has a weak trachea, you want to strangle my granddaughter to death..."

He said that he hastily fiddled with the collar that was pulled up, and at the same time, he began to regret in his heart that he should not let the aunt at home go, "Okay, you just take care of your child and care, stay well, don't bother."

Song Ran, who was frequently frustrated in raising the child, embarrassingly imitated her mother, and lightly arranged the clothes for the child. Fortunately, the little guy finally gave face and did not cry face to face.

"Is that so?" She quietly observed her mother's face, like a child waiting for a parent's praise in order to make up for a mistake.

"Yes, yes, yes." Mother Song shook her head and smiled. Although Song Ran's childcare skills were not very good, the scene in front of her made her feel inexplicably warm.

Ever since the two children were born, the old man always felt that her daughter was also undergoing changes quietly. She became more smokey and more like an ordinary person.

Just as he was thinking this way, the old man who was paying attention to Song Ran's movements suddenly frowned, "Hey, don't move..."

"what happened?"

The woman froze for a moment, seeing her mother reach out and fiddle with the collar on the back of the little guy's neck, and then pointed to the hairline and asked, "What's going on here?"

Seeing the even tangent line at the end of the hair, the woman's eyes instantly gathered deep eyes. After thinking for a moment, she regained her composure and put her collar back neatly, "It's okay, don't worry, I will leave this matter to you Me, please keep quiet."

The eyes of the old man were also full of doubt and uneasiness, but Song Ran's calmness and self-restraint somewhat restored her composure, and she reluctantly nodded after a while, "Okay, I see."

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Song Ran stayed at home one day longer than originally planned, and before she had breakfast on the third morning, she pushed open the door of the baby room on the second floor.

The girl who was taking care of the little guy in the room was shocked when she heard the door opening, and turned her head to see the lady who came in, and smiled softly, "Miss, come to see the baby so early Woolen cloth."

"Yeah." Song Ran remained calm, pretending not to see the other party hastily stuffing the phone under the mattress just now, raised her foot and took two steps forward, and smiled, "I'm going to the company in a while, let's take a look They, I will dress them, you go downstairs to make milk powder."

The little girl obviously hesitated, her eyes rolled around, but she didn't intend to leave her body. She smiled and said, "Mrs. Zhang will prepare the milk powder. The baby's bones are weak now, so I need to be more careful when wearing clothes. Let me do it."

"Sister-in-law Zhang has gone out." Facing the other party's stalemate, Song Ran's face instantly collapsed, and he only looked him up and down with sideways eyes, and the other party trembled with guilt.

Seeing this, she suddenly changed her expression and smiled gently: "Don't worry, leave this to me."

"Okay, I got it, Miss." Seeing that she couldn't keep going, the girl could only bite her lip, nodded in response, then turned around and went downstairs.

(End of this chapter)