Be Careful General's Wife!

"Oh, what delicious food to eat!" The young man's clear and smiling voice sounded.

The crowd was stunned and then looked at the door.

I saw a young man wearing strong clothes, with his hair tied up high with a red silk belt and a bright smile on his face, stepped over the threshold and came in.

"Brother..." Ann, the boy sitting on the baby stool, stretched out his oily little hand, pointed to the boy at the door and called out first.

Song Ziling's eyes lit up. Unexpectedly, an an could recognize him at a glance after not seeing him for half a year.

"Young master..."

"Zi Ling."

"Brother Ziling."

The people in the room cried out one after another, and Shen Wan looked at his son with a smile. If Chu Ling didn't look surprised, she would doubt whether the two smelly boys had made an appointment to surprise her in Jiangzhou.

Chu Ling was very happy. He got up and walked towards song Ziling. He opened his hands and hugged him. Seeing that he was a head taller than himself, I was a little jealous. But after more than a year's absence, he grew much taller.

"Ling'er, why don't you give me a letter when you come to Jiangzhou city?" Song Ziling patted Chu Ling hard on the back.

Chu Ling was photographed by him and coughed twice. "Coughed, didn't you tell me you were coming to Jiangzhou to see your mother?"

"Ha ha..." Song Ziling smiled, loosened Chu Ling, looked at him with a smile, and the gentle woman called, "Mom, my son has come to see you."

Shen Wan got up, smiled and opened her hands to him. Her heart was full of joy. Ziling and linger were two children. She really didn't hurt or raise in vain.

Song Ziling walked forward with a smile, hugged her tightly and buried her head on her shoulder.

Shen Wan touched his head and smiled happily, "you are as tall as your mother now!"

Song Ziling smelled the warm and reassuring fragrance of her mother and said, "I will grow taller than my mother in the future and support a sky for my mother."

Shen Wan smiled and said, "OK."

"Brother, brother." The boy Ann was so anxious in the baby chair that he wanted to come out and hold his brother.

Hearing the little guy's anxious voice, song Ziling loosened her mother, went to the baby chair and picked up the little boy with greasy hands. He kissed him on the face, "we ANN are really smart. We haven't seen each other for so long. I still remember I'm my brother!"

"Brother Mu......" the boy an kissed his brother back with an oily little mouth.

Brother is brother! Ann will always remember.

"Kiss me on the face." Song Ziling wiped his face, and there was no dislike on his face.

"Sister hui'er, sister Wu Yi." Song Ziling holds the boy an and calls hui'er and Wuyi.

Both of them smiled and nodded. Hui'er asked, "has the young master eaten yet?"

"Not yet!"

"Then I'll ask someone to add a pair of dishes and chopsticks." Hui'er smiled and took off song Ziling's burden, put it aside and went to the kitchen in person.

Song Ziling took his brother and sat down on the stool. He took out his handkerchief and wiped his brother's mouth full of oil.

Glancing at the rice bowl and fork on the baby chair, he smiled and boasted, "can we all eat by ourselves now?"

"Yes." Boy Ann nodded her head hard.

"Great." Song Ziling gave his brother a thumbs up. According to his grandmother, he had to be fed when he was two years old! Ann is so old that she can eat by herself. She is much better than him.

"Hey, hey..." Ann, who was praised by her brother, grinned a little embarrassed.