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Song Xiuzhi arranged for the two children, each with a cup of warm brewed rice wine, and went into the kitchen to make noodles.

After Xing Likun finished his drink in a few sips, he followed Song Jin into the house to unpack his luggage. Song Jin's bedroom was sunny, and the bed was clean and tidy. Song Xiuzhi took care of it every day, hoping that his son could go home for the New Year.

Song Jin tidied up the closet, felt sleepy after standing for a long time, leaning against the wall with her shoulders crooked.

Xing Likun picked him up from behind, "You rest, I'll do it."

Song Jin sat on the bed, watched the man bend down to the half of the cabinet, and folded his clothes and pants one by one, with an involuntary smile on his face.

In the end, he forgot one thing—the dirty little pair of underpants the night before he lived in Lao Xing's house.

Xing Likun took out the cloth ball from the suitcase, opened it suspiciously, and saw that there was a hard seed on the pure white underpants, he burst into laughter.

Song Jin took a step back, and rushed forward to snatch it red-faced. The man held it above his head because of his height, and he screamed anxiously, "Shameless! Give it back to me!!"

"Who is shameless? You don't want to wash the things that are running around, you just keep them for me, right?" Xing Likun's hand was pinching the dirty place, making Song Jin feel ashamed.

The two were chattering, Song Jin threw off his shoes and went to bed, stepped on Xing Likun's hips and climbed up, "Give it back to me, hurry up!"

Unable to prevent the soles of his feet from slipping, Xing Likun was afraid that he would slip and fall, so he hastily stretched out his arms to catch him. Song Jin's two long legs clasped his waist and hips, and the two of them pressed tightly against each other.

It took Xing Likun a lot of effort to hold back the fire, with a vein pinned to his neck, he gritted his teeth and hummed, "You little waste."

Song Xiuzhi yelled at the two of them in the living room, "Don't clean up, come out for dinner—"

Song Jin said twice, feeling very embarrassed, "...you let me down."

He watched helplessly as Xing Likun rolled up the underpants, put them in the pocket of his jeans and confiscated them, his heart was beating sourly and sweetly, and he confessed without saying a word, the little daughter-in-law can't beat the bully.

Song Xiuzhi watched the two come out one after the other, wondering, "Da Kun, is it cold in our room?"

Why did the child wrap his coat again after entering the house?

Can it be done without stopping?Give your son such a rub and scratch, my gun will almost go up to the top of my head!

Xing Likun prevaricates a few words and sits down to eat, he mixes Song Jin's noodles and pushes them over before serving his own bowl, Hulu.

"Auntie, your craftsmanship is really good, and the rice wine just now is also delicious!"

Song Xiuzhi was very happy, and gave Xing Likun some homemade pickles, "If you like it, Auntie will bring you a bucket when you go back."

Xing Likun ate and ate, his movements slowed down, and there was a trace of bright sadness on his face.

Song Jin choked on his face, almost choking, what the hell kind of monster is this?

Sure enough, Song Xiuzhi fell for it, "Hey, kid, what's wrong..."

"Auntie, I haven't had a hot meal for a long time..."

Song Jin really wanted to kick him to death, I lived in your house for seven or eight days, did I feed the dogs the food I cooked?

"When you go to the restaurant to order takeaway, no matter how delicious it is, it doesn't taste that way. I really envy Song Jin. He has a mother who knows the cold and the hot. He always talks about how good you are, and misses you every day... I also want to have a Mom is thinking about it, and do a good job of filial piety, but unfortunately my mother left early, I can't even remember what she looks like." Xing Likun lost his brows and a shadow fell, making people feel sore and uncomfortable.

Song Jin is not awkward, soft-hearted and sullen, what kind of fighting game are you still fighting, go to act, the Golden Horse Best Actor is yours now!

Song Xiuzhi's eyes turned red before she could comfort her. She was a single mother pulling Song Jin up, how much hardship did she suffer?How many tears did you shed?All eyes are full of such a precious son, but Song Jin has been independent and precocious since she was a child, and she doesn't like to act like a baby. She has never said these kind words to her personally, and she dares to praise her outside.

She felt that as a mother, she couldn't hurt Song Jin enough. Xing Likun had no mother since childhood, how pitiful the child is!

Song Xiuzhi held Xing Likun's hand, choked up and said, "Dakun, come here whenever you have time, and Auntie will make you whatever you want, so we won't feel bad."

Xing Likun glanced at Song Jin, his thick black eyes were full of pride, and he smiled generously, "Thank you, auntie."

Song Jin, "..."

Mom, this person misses your son's ass, why did you put it on the plate!

"Eat quickly, leave after eating, and go back after dark." Song Jin kicked people under the table.

Song Xiuzhi was not happy at first, "Xiao Jin, I'm so tired of being sent to you. It will take several hours to drive back. What should I do if I have an accident while driving tired? Why don't Dakun stay at home for one night and leave tomorrow."

Xing Likun laughed sullenly, "Auntie, where should I sleep?"

Song Xiuzhi, "Just sleep with Xiao Jin, and Auntie will hug you with another quilt."

In the afternoon, Song Xiuzhi went back to look at the store, and Song Jin took Xing Likun to the market.

What has Xing Ershao not seen in the market?At this moment, because of the different companions, the big potatoes on the street feel rounder than other places.

Soon it will be Xiaonian, people are robbing food like crazy, Song Jin then cut some meat, and killed a few more fish, all in the hands of Xing Likun, a big laborer. Xing Likun braced, not squeezed at all.

Song Jin ate the candied fruit, told Xing Likun to turn around, and threw it into the other party's mouth as soon as he threw it, with a tacit understanding.

Xing Likun happily enjoyed his daughter-in-law's thoughtfulness, but Song Jin was secretly laughing in his heart. He trained his puppy like this when he was a child, and he became more obedient.

The two of them walked halfway, when they were stopped by someone, Zhao Yuling wore a freshly permed short curly hair, and said loudly, "Hey! Song Jinna, why don't you tell your aunt when you go home!"

"Hi Aunt Zhao, I just came back too." Song Jin smiled obediently.

Behind Zhao Yuling was a slightly plump girl with at least a D hood and wrapped in a rustic long down jacket. She looked like a big gourd, and peeked at him shyly.

Song Jin knew who this was—the niece of Zhao Yuling's preschool teacher, his blind date.

A rough hand squeezed Song Jin's ass hard, damn it, how dare you make a fuss in front of me?

Xing Likun grimaced, scraped the unlit cigarette into his mouth and chewed, his thick black eyes looked like the muzzle of a gun, he wanted to shoot the two girls who got in the way one by one!

Do you dare to miss the person who I stamped on?

This person was so popular that Zhao Yuling trembled, she hugged her handbag tightly, worried about being robbed, "... who is this?"

"My friend." Song Jin laughed, "Aunt Zhao, I'll take my friend for a stroll first, and I'll see you when I'm free."

"Success, then Auntie is waiting for you." Zhao Yuling hurriedly led her niece away, and looked back at the end, why did Song Jin have such a bandit friend?It looks like it's going to eat people.

Xing Likun spit out the smoke residue in his mouth, and rubbed the dimple on the back of Song Jin's neck with his fingers, "What kind of eyes is that on your mother? It's ugly."

Song Jin's butt still hurts, squinting at him, "You're the only one who looks good."

"Yes, I am good-looking." Xing Likun pressed against his ear, with a pungent tobacco smell in his mouth, "Not only is it good-looking, but it is also durable."

In the hustle and bustle of the crowd, the man bumped Song Jin's back with his hips, playing bullshit domineeringly.

"Don't meet that girl, listen?"

Song Jin's ears turned pink under the sun, and he said stubbornly, "It's none of your business? Brother just came home to marry a wife..."

"Try again," Xing Likun put the top of his head and grinded his teeth, "Are you forcing me to fuck you here?"

"Don't be so fucking convulsive!" Song Jin was in a hurry, this guy might be really daring!

"You still want to marry a wife?" Xing Likun snorted, "You are my wife."

"..."

Two big men were rubbing against each other in the middle of the street, and everyone beside them was looking this way, Song Jin clapped his hands in embarrassment, "I almost got you, don't be so shameless!"

Xing Likun let go of him, and said slowly, "You can wash up tonight."

Song Jin breathed hard, and almost immediately an electric current scalded his blood all the way from the eardrum, making his heart tremble, his gluteal muscles tensed, and he showed his embarrassment.