Mr.Bo, Love me please be gentle!

She turned her head and looked at her son. Her eyes were full of pride. "Dedication, you should treat Dongmei well. I like Dongmei, which is much better than your current daughter-in-law."

Song Jingye nodded hurriedly and said, "Mom, don't worry, I won't treat Dongmei badly."

"By the way, Dongmei, your stomach..."

Mrs. song's words are self-evident. She wants to have grandchildren.

Dongmei's little face became more and more blushing. She squatted on the ground, washed the old lady's feet and said in a muddle: "I don't know if I'm pregnant. This month... Has been delayed for several days. Before, my relatives were very punctual."

"Oh!"

Mrs. song was so excited that she almost stood up and hurriedly said, "dedication, what are you doing? Hurry to help Dongmei up. She has something."

"Yes?" Song Jingye was stunned and didn't react for a moment. "What's the matter?"

"You silly boy, of course, Dongmei has your son in her stomach." old lady song was so happy that she couldn't close her mouth.

Song Jingye immediately looked surprised. He quickly helped Dongmei up and said with a smile, "Dongmei, you will be half the owner of the family in the future. Just keep your baby well and don't do anything else."

Dongmei was so ashamed that she didn't bury her face in the arms of the men around her. She said softly, "Sir, I'm not so delicate. My mother worked in the field when she was pregnant with me!"

"Dongmei, your mother is your mother, you are you. What you are pregnant with now is our grandson of the Song family. Naturally, you should be careful."

Suddenly remembered something, Mrs. song stood up tremblingly, "dedication, you accompany Dongmei first. I have to burn Zhu incense to make your bitter father happy."

With that, she walked towards the Buddha Hall without looking back.

Dongmei leaned quietly in the arms of the men around her, drooping her head, as if she was a little uneasy.

"Sir, I, I'm worried that my wife will know..."

When she said this, her delicate body trembled slightly, and her hands held song Jingye tightly.

Dongmei is biting her teeth and her dark eyes are shining with satisfaction. Liang Rong, you must have never dreamed that the girl who was slapped in the face by you will step on your feet one day.

Seeing the girl in her arms afraid of this, song Jingye couldn't help feeling pity and comforted in a soft voice: "Ah Mei, don't worry, as long as I'm here, no one dares to hurt you and your child."

"Sir, you are very kind to me!"

Dongmei lowered her head and her firm eyes fell on her flat belly. She must give birth to this child.

Better be a boy!

And Mrs. song's seat. She's going to make a reservation!

"Ah Mei, as long as you give me a son, I will divorce Liang Rong immediately and marry you."

For the promises of the men around her, Dongmei is naturally full of joy. Once she can marry into the Song family, she will be comfortable in the future. This is something she dare not think of in her life.

"I, can I take it seriously?"

Looking at the simple appearance of the girl in his arms, song Jingye only felt his belly tight and his throat thirsty.

"Of course."

……

Song Jingye returned to the front yard and hesitated to tell song Chuwei the news. You know, once song Chuwei married Bo's family, it would be difficult for him to divorce Liang Rong at that time.

Maybe he'll have to look at the faces of the mother and daughter!