Chapter 943 Revisiting Old Dreams, Three Days and Three Nights 4

With food, Xiaoyu's mood immediately improved. Song Changwen pulled Aunt Zhou away a little, then frowned and asked her in a low voice: "The two of them still..."

Her words stopped short, and it was hard to say what came after.

Aunt Zhou knew what she was going to ask, and nodded with a smile: "Yes, it's still in the hotel."

After the old man finished speaking, he covered his mouth with his hand and smiled very ambiguously.

Song Changwen frowned in disbelief, "It's been two days and two nights, did you go somewhere secretly to play?"

Aunt Zhou shook her head, "No, Jiajia called and said that the reporters who were chasing after her were still waiting outside the hotel, and they didn't see Nian Shen and Xiao Yi come out."

Song Changwen frowned even more, "Nonsense!"

She realized that the voice was a little louder, so she quickly glanced at Xiaoyu, and was relieved when she saw that Xiaoyu didn't pay attention.

After thinking about it, he sighed, "Forget it, I can't control it either."

She can take care of quarrels and fights, but how can she take care of such things as a mother?

The only thing she is worried about is her son's body, "Young and mischievous, you have to pay attention to his body and give him nutrition at all times."

Aunt Zhou smiled and nodded, "I know, the wild turtle I bought this morning has already been stewed in soup, and I'll let Butler Wu deliver it tonight."

Her happy voice grew louder involuntarily.

Song Changwen was worried that Xiaoyu would hear it, so she reprimanded in a low voice, "Keep your voice down, where is the child?"

"Ok."

Aunt Zhou quickly put away that ambiguous smile and became serious.

Song Changwen approached her again, lowering her voice, "The stew should be lighter, don't make it too filling."

Really broke my heart.

How good it is for young people nowadays to be so ignorant of temperance.

Aunt Zhou nodded, "I understand."

The two muttered in low voices, not noticing that the little fish was approaching.

"Why do you want to eat turtles, do you want to eat me?"

Lin Xiaoyu just heard the soft-shelled turtle stew, he looked up at Song Changwen and Aunt Zhou dissatisfiedly with his small face up.

The chubby little hand is still holding a half-eaten cantaloupe.

Song Changwen frowned and pointed at Aunt Zhou reproachfully.

Aunt Zhou curled her lips, expressing her innocence.

Then he bent down and approached Xiaoyu, coaxing him with a smile, "How could we eat you."

Xiaoyu frowned and said, "Mommy said I'm a little turtle, Daddy is a bastard, and I'm a little turtle born of a bastard."

Song Changwen: "..."

How does she feel that she has been scolded.

"Don't talk nonsense, Xiaoyu is a handsome guy, not a soft-shelled turtle." Aunt Zhou first frowned and corrected Xiaoyu seriously, then raised her hand to touch his head to coax him, "Be good, Xiaoyu, go eat some fruit, and I'll give it to you later." Make something more delicious."

In the past, she could easily divert the little guy's attention by eating at home, but this time it failed.

Unmoved, Xiaoyu still frowned and looked at Aunt Zhou warning her, "You must not eat soft-shelled turtles."

After the warning, he put his hands on his hips, full of momentum.

They must not be allowed to eat his kind.

Aunt Zhou didn't bother arguing with him, so she simply nodded and perfunctory him, "Got it."

The simple Lin Xiaoyu believed her old man so much, turned around and went back to eat fruit obediently.

Looking at his chubby little back, Aunt Zhou suddenly expressed emotion, "A child is too lonely. Apart from watching TV every day, he reads books by himself."

As she said that, she looked away, looked at Song Changwen again, and said with a smile: "Maybe Xiaoyi's stomach will move this time."

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