Chapter 160 The child’s name

Author: Index Han

Chapter 160 The child’s name

While walking on the street, he looked at the red lanterns on the trees. There should be those colorful lanterns. Song Ci looked at the children playing in the streets and felt that it was not because they were young, but because they had grown up.

After all, the little treasure he was holding was smiling so happily and so innocently.

When I grow up, I no longer have this kind of simplicity and happiness, and there are very few of them. Song Ci feels more and more that the Chinese New Year is a simple festival, and there are not as many expectations as when I was a child.

In the past, what I looked forward to most was the Chinese New Year, where I would get a lot of lucky money, new clothes, new toys, and play with small fireworks with many friends.

That kind of joy is hard to have again when you grow up.

Although there is no pressure in life and no burden to carry forward, Song Ci's life is also ordinary, and the sources of happiness are much less than when he was a child.

After the threshold of happiness is raised, it becomes difficult to feel happiness.

"Uncle, I want to eat this." Xiaobao pointed to a stall that made small skewers of candied haws and various fruits. He was attracted by it at a glance.

Song Ci also loved to eat in the past, and there was an old man selling candied haws at the door. In order to prevent Song Ci from eating too much candies, his mother kept restricting him.

After buying Xiaobao candied haws, Song Ci took him shopping.

Being bored at home, Song Ci took him out. The New Year was coming soon, and the streets were becoming lively. Even after many floating people left, the city was still so lively.

The aunt and uncle who were buying New Year's goods were dragging a trolley, and the children were looking around, holding a lot of food in their hands, just like Xiaobao.

"Uncle, can I play with the rocking car?" Xiaobao stopped moving as he walked.

Song Ci had no choice but to take him on a rocking car.

Seeing the happy child, Song Ci sat next to him, took a photo of him with his mobile phone and sent it to Tang Shi.

Tang Shi also took a video and sent it over. When he opened it, he heard a pitiful scream. A big fat pig weighing about three hundred pounds was being pulled out of a wooden pigsty. Its mouth was pulled by an iron hook, making a miserable scream.

Then he was pushed to the long bench. Although he didn't finish reading, Song Ci already knew his final fate.

[Did you kill the New Year pig today?] Song Ci sent a message and asked.

The sausages and bacon that my mother-in-law mailed last time are really delicious and have a special aroma, which is much more delicious than ordinary pork.

Song Ci also makes meat products at home, including ham, sausage, and bacon. After eating them, he still feels that the meat from the pigs raised by his mother-in-law is more delicious.

There is also something about those wild fungi that I can’t forget.

[The Chinese New Year is coming soon, and it’s time to kill the pig. Let’s eat pig-killing rice today, but it’s a pity that you can’t eat it. Come and press the pig’s tail next year.] Tang Shi sent him a message.

Song Ci couldn't help but laugh.

He said this more than once, go and press the pig's tail. Song Ci knew that someone had been kicked.

You can't eat it, you can only look at it.

[Remember to bring some bacon when you come back next year.] Song Ci sent a message.

If you can't eat fresh food, just eat bacon.

Living in the city, you can't feel the joy of killing pigs. Only in the countryside like Tang Shi and others can they have this habit of raising pigs.

The pigs from Song Ci's family are all shipped here, then processed, and then sent home. Although they are delicious, you can't see the process and they are all in pieces.

[Okay, I still have some left at home, I will bring some with me then.] Tang Shi replied [Are you always taking care of your children at home?]

[It’s good to take care of children. Let’s get used to it first. When we have children of our own later, we will have experience and know how to take care of them.] Song Ci sent her several photos of Xiaobao.

They took a lot of short videos and asked him to call him aunt. Tang Shi, who was obsessed with calling her aunt, waved his hand and sent a transfer of 6666 to Song Ci's mobile phone, asking him to buy food for Xiaobao.

Just like Song Ci when he was a child, he always likes desserts and is soft-hearted when receiving red envelopes.

However, Song Ci kept the money and gave Xiaobao an extra ten minutes to play with the rocking car.

What does a kid want so much money for? My uncle will keep it for you first, and when you get a wife in the future, your uncle will give you a big red envelope.

After chatting for a few minutes, Tang Shi went to work.

There were a lot of things at home today, and she had to help with the work. In their place, when killing pigs, guests were invited. In addition to helping, those who had a good relationship would also be called over to have dinner with them.

She is much busier than Song Ci.

Tang Shi had something to do, and Song Ci, who was busy and bored, looked at Xiaobao having a good time, took him to the mall and bought him some new clothes.

Send the child back to my sister's house.

Song Kui's house is a large flat with an area of ​​more than 200 yuan. It was her dowry, and they have been living here since they got married.

At that time, Lao Song thought that she would be closer to home, and after weighing all aspects, he bought her this house before the marriage, and also bought the car for her before the marriage.

Song Ci's little thoughts are understandable. Lao Song had his own ideas and was afraid that Song Kui would be wronged.

"Uncle takes you out to play. You can't do this or that. Why do you ask uncle to buy you clothes?" Xiaobao was educated by his father not long after he entered the house.

Song Ci felt sorry for the poor child and explained: "I bought it for him. I haven't been at home for a year and I didn't buy him anything. I bought him some clothes along the way. What can a child want?"

Zhang Jianbin still puts a lot of effort into the education of his children, but he is a bit strict and yells at Xiaobao at every turn. He has little patience and hopes that his children will become successful.

His personality is very typical. He cannot handle big things well and is unwilling to handle small things. He has a mentality of being too high and too low. He is unaware of his own problems and always likes to put the blame on others.

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Song Ci didn't like him, and he didn't like this either. He was a bit of a white-eyed wolf.

The only thing that made Song Ci feel good was that he was really good to his sister and nephew. In this regard, he was hardworking and never complained or was proud.

Not all people have shortcomings, no matter how much you dislike them, they always have their own advantages.

"He has a lot of clothes, there's no need to waste the money." Zhang Jianbin sat opposite Song Ci and made him a cup of tea with a hot water bottle: "I know you are good to your child, but you can't spoil him."

Xiaobao is very well-behaved. Song Ci doesn't feel like he is spoiled by him, and he doesn't have much money.

Song Kui was busy making food in the kitchen. When Song Ci came, she couldn't just drink it with a glass of boiled water, she had to make food to entertain him.

"Xiaobao is very well-behaved. Don't put too much pressure on the child. His natural instinct will be suppressed and it will not do you any good." The originally lively child became depressed when he saw him.

After stretching out his hand to wave, Song Ci called him over and hugged him: "Uncle is here, dad won't teach you a lesson."

With the support of his uncle, Xiaobao became a little more lively. He still looked at Zhang Jianbin with some worry, fearing that he would teach him a lesson. Looking at the cautious child, Song Ci sighed.

Zhang Jianbin has his own way of education, and it's hard for him to say too much. In the final analysis, this family belongs to them, and Song Ci is an outsider.

Once she gets married, my sister's situation will be different from when she was at home. She has to consider many things and cannot be so casual.

"We also want him well." Zhang Jianbin poured tea for Song Ci: "He is still too naughty."

"If you don't think well of him, don't educate your child with beatings and scolding all the time. The child will become introverted." Song Ci thought for a while and suggested: "Not everyone can become a useful person. If you don't give in, you will cause trouble.

Enough."

This is the standard for raising children for many people, and Song Ci also follows this standard.

It may not be possible to raise a baby that will be useful to Shi, but it is good to try to raise a baby that will not cause trouble to Shi.

On this point, young people agree. If you are not the material for reading, you should not expect your children to be successful. All you want for your children is to be a good person.

"It's not that serious, we will pay attention to it." Zhang Jianbin was very confident.

Song Ci didn't have much to say. He had vowed to do so, and he was the father of the child. As an uncle, what else could Song Ci say?

Seeing his sister's busy figure, Zhang Jianbin went to help, while Song Ci took Xiaobao to play by himself.

After having a meal, Song Ci left without staying longer.

The education methods are different. When everyone talks about children, their attitudes are completely different. The difference in ideas makes Song Ci give up his original idea.

It doesn't matter if you are stricter, and your sister is still there to check it, so your son will never treat him badly.

At home, my parents and grandma were sitting and chatting, and the grandfather next to me was listening there, occasionally sipping tea, and seemed very harmonious.

Song Ci liked this kind of family atmosphere very much.

Every year they come to stay for a period of time. After the New Year, they go back to live in their own house. They don't like living with Song Ci and the others. When they were young, Song Ci lived there by himself and they rarely came over.

Except for doing errands, I basically stay in the old house.

The house on the edge of the park is a self-built house next to the lake. It has a good environment and a large area. It is a good place for retirement, much better than in the city.

"Grandma, what are we talking about?" Song Ci sat next to her.

The old lady with silver hair and a relatively healthy body is a person who likes to laugh. Unlike the serious and rigid old man, she is very kind and seldom loses her temper.

Song Ci remembered how gentle she was at the beginning of the incident, and she felt sorry for him.

The old man always taught him a lot of things, taught him a lot of rules, whether it was eating, doing things, or hobbies, there were many rules. If he failed to teach him, he would have to be taught a lesson next time.

He has a very bad temper. Even though he is smiling now, when he is angry, Lao Song has to be beaten. When he says he wants to teach him a lesson, he has to teach him a lesson.

Not to mention the grandson Song Ci.

"If you have a child in the future, what would be a good name for you? Your grandfather said it would be Song Qingyun or Song Qingshu, your dad said it would be Song Hao or Song Ran, and I think it would be Song Xiaobao." Grandma replied with a smile.

Song Ci: "."

Your daughter-in-law hasn’t even walked in yet, and you’re already researching the name of your child?
To be continued...