Chapter 3099 Extraordinary Parenting Group Portraits: Little Children
She won't go home if she says she won't go home every year. She is very experienced in eating hundreds of meals, and she feels at home wherever she goes.
In the evening, Gu Lian was taken back by car. Gong Shiheng had already left with Gong Tian.
Song Xiang is on vacation and can play with the children.
She was making pumpkin soup in the kitchen when Dudu came in crying.
The little guy cried so hard that he expressed the content intermittently.
My father is not at home, and my mother is not at home either. Let him come and stay for two days.
Song Xiang had no choice but to lead him through the door.
An Xuyue was not at home, probably to visit Yan Zhicheng.
After Dudu was born, Yan Zhicheng and An Xuyue finally looked like parents. Xu understood the difficulties of Yan Han. Yan Zhicheng gave up business and entered politics five years ago, which gave Yan Zhicheng support and often had to travel for business.
Dudu has some heart problems and is not suitable for traveling around. Most of the time he stays in the imperial capital.
"Little Dudu~"
Dudu cried until he stopped crying, and looked at Song Xiang with a horrified expression.
Song Xiang was a little happy and said, "Sister Nian Nian is here too."
Dudu reacted and immediately hid behind her.
I was just arrested yesterday and used as a sparring partner. Why did I meet him again today?
Nian Nian jumped out from the sofa, grabbed his collar accurately, rubbed his head, "Little Watermelon~"
Song Xiang laughed and said to Nian Nian: "Take good care of Dudu, godmother is going up to check on Beibei's homework."
"no problem!"
Dudu is about to cry but has no tears.
Song Xiang turned around and went upstairs, walked to the study, and knocked on the door gently.
"Please come in."
Song Xiang pushed the door open and looked around, "Baby?"
Beibei sat behind the big mahogany desk and raised his head, "Mom."
Song Xiang came closer and looked at his homework, "You've finished your literature homework, are you practicing calligraphy?"
Beibei nodded and said: "There are two places where I have doubts."
"Which one?"
"Italian and Two Ancient Poems."
"Mom, let me help you take a look."
"good."
Mother and son sat together, the only sound was the turning of pages.
"Mom, I've finished writing my copybook and I need to update it," Beibei said.
"Oh, then you have to wait until dad comes back and ask him to help you choose. Mom's handwriting is not good-looking, so the one chosen may not be suitable for you."
"Mom should practice calligraphy."
Song Xiang stuck out her tongue, "Mom is too lazy, don't imitate her."
Beibei turned his head, pursed his lips, and said, "Dad said that mom's handwriting has an independent style and is not ugly."
Song Xiang: "..."
She put down her homework, wrote down her understanding and comments with a pen, and put it aside for Beibei to read later.
"Have you been hard lately? Honey."
"It's not hard." Beibei shook his head.
Song Xiang felt distressed. The little guy was young, had learned a lot of things, and his daily schedule was too tight.
"I want to eat the egg pancakes and pumpkin soup made by my mother." Beibei said.
Song Xiang was surprised, "Now?"
"Well, dad will be back soon. I want to eat with dad."
Song Xiang felt soft in her heart, hugged her son tightly, and kissed him, "Good baby."
"Next Tuesday is my grandpa's birthday. I have prepared a gift and want to go to accompany my grandpa in advance. I have to take three days off."
"Okay, mom will tell the teachers later."
Song Xiang looked at his son and sighed inwardly.
She and Yan Han's child perfectly inherited all their advantages.
Although he is taciturn, he is not indifferent, and every move he makes is rigorous and perfect. He doesn't need much guidance from his parents at all.
There was movement downstairs.
Song Xiang guessed that Yan Han was back, so he got up first, and when he turned around, he said to Bei Bei: "Are you going to sister Nian Nian's competition?"
Beibei sat upright and said, "She has many people to accompany her."