"No need, Yin Zhiqing personally asked me to find a good family for the child. You are not the right person, and I plan to adopt this child." Song Xinhui felt that Zhou Changping was a little abnormal. Why did a young man adopt a girl?

He is not the father of the child. If he is the father of the child, Yin Qingqing had already said it just now.

"Captain, since you said that, I have nothing to say." Zhou Changping was still a little afraid of Song Xinhui. There was no regulation on when these people went to the countryside to return to the city.

There are rumors that he may have to stay in the countryside in his life. He does not believe in evil and feels that opportunities will come sooner or later. As long as he seizes the opportunity, he can go back to the city.

Song Xinhui cannot be offended for the time being, and the child cannot escape, so I will talk about it when I find a suitable opportunity in the future. On the other hand, he doesn’t know how to take good care of a newborn child.

Zhao Cuilan joined in the fun: "This child is handsome. If he can really raise him, it would be nice to be a daughter-in-law."

"You also know that my family has three kids, and it's better to have a daughter, but it's just a pair of chopsticks." Song Xinhui is simple and upright, otherwise he wouldn't have been the production team leader for so many years, and everyone around him believed him.

What is imminent now is to let the dead be buried earlier. Then report the matter to the above and notify Yin Qingqing's family. As for this child, let's take one step at a time!

Song Xinhui thought of taking the child home first, and then dealing with the next thing,

Jiujiu felt very sleepy. Although the weather outside was a little cold, she unknowingly fell asleep in the man's arms.

Song Xinhui thought it was one thing, but when he walked to the door, he felt a little embarrassed. What if his wife opposed this matter?

At this moment, the door opened and my eldest son walked out. At this time, he should go out to cook with firewood. The firewood in their house was just outside the wall.

Song Chen was very happy to see his father coming back. Seeing that he was holding a child in his arms, he was stunned at first and then came over.

"Dad, where did you get the kid?"

Song Xinhui took a deep breath and said, "You do your work first, it's not up to you to take care of this."

"So beautiful!" Song Chen couldn't help but say after seeing the child's appearance: "Is he a little sister?"

"Yes." Song Xinhui looked at his eldest son who was about to have his taller one, and couldn't help but sigh that time passed so quickly. The eldest son was born in the year of famine, and life was not very easy at that time. In the blink of an eye, 13 years passed.

Song Chen was disappointed and could only turn around and go out to get the firewood.

Song Xinhui entered the house and said to his wife Qiu Li who was brushing the pot: "Don't work now, I have something to tell you."

Qiu Li was shocked when she saw her husband who had not returned overnight and was holding a child in her hand.

"The baby is born, why did you bring it back?"

Song Xinhui was a little nervous. What if he didn't agree? He said the big talk at that time. In less than two days, the whole village would know that he had adopted the child. He made up his mind and spoke:

"Yin Zhiqing is gone. I saw that this girl was pitiful and I brought it back. Didn't you say you always wanted a daughter? It just happened to be ready-made, so we don't have to give birth."
Chapter completed!