Chapter 397 Cultivating children from prenatal education
"Sister, you..."
Before Song Sanxi finished speaking, Su Youqing turned around and walked towards the house.
The pace was slightly faster than usual.
The main reason is that I am afraid of hurting the child.
Song Sanxi seemed to realize something and looked up at the peach tree.
Hi!
My eldest sister is also... too sensitive, right?
Where are you following?
He quickly followed.
"Sister, slow down, don't be angry..."
Su Yourong's expression was cold. As he walked away, he said, "Song Sanxi, please pay attention to yourself."
"What's wrong with me, sister..." Song Sanxi asked knowingly.
"I see you, the peach blossoms are blooming on your head, and you feel bad."
"This..." Song Sanxi accompanied her up the steps, and then smiled, "Sister, where are you? Just now, the peach leaves on your head were still green!"
"You..." Su Youqing stood at the front door of the villa, at the top of the steps, looked back at the peach tree over there, and couldn't help but smile.
She punched him lightly.
Turning to look at the other side of the yard, "Don't talk nonsense, Du Haiping is not that kind of person!"
"It would be nice if he was that kind of person." Song Sanxi muttered sincerely.
"What did you say?" Su Youqing didn't hear clearly and was a little confused.
"Oh, I said people like him are rare."
It just went round like that.
Su Youqing gently squeezed his shoulder and walked into the room, "Anyway, I don't feel good. You are in full bloom. That female teacher of yours is so beautiful and rich. If you don't sell it for 200 million, why not sell it for 5,000?"
I’ll sell you 10,000.”
"You say there is no problem between you two, who would believe it? I'll tell You Rong, and she will believe it..."
Song Sanxi panicked a little and said quickly: "Sister, please don't make things more complicated, okay? Teacher Wang and I have an agreement, can she sell it to others randomly? So, she is very angry and sorry, but there is nothing she can do."
"Really?" Su Youqing's face softened a little.
"Of course! In this case, I will go out immediately and get the agreement back..."
"never mind!"
Seeing how serious he was, Su Youqing believed him.
Song Sanxi felt a sense of relief, took her hand and sat down in the living room.
Su Youqing's face turned red, she sat down and twitched her hands.
Song Sanxi turned off the TV with the remote control and then said seriously:
"Sister, I know you care about Yourong and me, and you don't want any more problems to arise between us."
"The Su family, you are the eldest sister and mother. I understand and respect you. Just take good care of your baby and don't think about it."
Su Youqing felt a little tired in her heart, "I have been so worried all these years! But now, in a few days, I am going to the provincial capital. What chance will I have to worry about you in the future?"
This is quite sad to say.
Song Sanxi didn't think much and just said: "Sister, just worry about Prince Wei's affairs! Don't worry about the rest. You, mother and son, are the focus of the family now. We all revolve around you, right?"
"I know that you are thinking about this because you want to train your children through prenatal education, think more about interpersonal relationships, doubt life more, and talk more about Feng Shui patterns and luck..."
"Haha, you damn guy, you're so funny!" Su Youqing laughed happily and pinched his shoulder.
Suddenly, her expression turned serious, "Ah! Weiwei moved, moved, moved again..."
"Ah? Let me see, let me see..."
Song Sanxi was very excited and looked at her belly.
"Yeah, here, here, here are fists, here are feet..."
"Hey, Prince Wei, come here, listen to Xisang's experienced skills, left hook, right hook, and again, right leg, big split..."
"That's right, that's right, that's what it tastes like, coach Ting Xi, that's right, I'm very good at playing..."
"..."
An explanation of Song Sanxi's funny and magnetic fetal movements.
It made Su Youqing laugh out loud.
I didn't dare to laugh anymore, so I covered my mouth and almost hit him on the shoulder several times.
I really want to pounce down, lean against him, close my eyes, and enjoy the fetal movement together...
Song Sanxi, after coaxing Su Youqing, went out to see Wang Wenhong.
On the way, I was thinking about Su Youqing's head with peach leaves and green leaves.
He was a little emotional.
Just like Su Youqing, does Du Haiping still want to have children in the future?
In the future, the policy will be liberalized for second and third children. What should we do?
Therefore, he also felt that it would be great if Du Haiping could flirt with Su Youqing!
After all, the godfather also has an uncle-level mentality.
Zhonghai people say this: when people are prosperous, their families will be full of children and grandchildren.
As the saying goes: There are three types of unfilial piety, the greatest of which is not having offspring.
You can't. There are three types of unfilial piety. The most important one is to have no descendants, right?
Weiwei is someone's son, and his surname is not really Du.
Thinking about it makes me distressed and bored.
So, I called Du Haiping.
"Hey! Brother Sanxi, why did you call me when you had time? I'm busy right now!"
"Haha, it's good to be busy! Thank you for your hard work, brother-in-law!"
"No! It should be! Once you become the boss, your responsibility will be great! No matter what, you have to be worthy of my brother Sanxi, right?"
"Brother-in-law, you are so considerate! There are beauties in this poor country and far fields, you should seize the opportunity!"
"Hahaha... What are you talking about? I, Du Haiping, have a son, how dare I mess around! Brother Sanxi, please, don't lead me astray..."
"I'm kidding, I'm kidding...seriously, can you bear it?"
"Haha, what do you think..."
"..."
The brother-in-law, also called Lian Qiao and Lao Tiao, had a lively chat on the phone.
Song Sanxi arrived at the China Shipping Office Building.
By this time, the gathering of luxury cars in the morning had dispersed.
Popularity is not there.
The parking lot is a bit deserted.
The old building, under the sunshine, reveals the appeal of "I want to move".
Song Sanxi lamented: The old building has been there for many years and it really should be moved.
Go upstairs and go directly to Wang Wenhong's office.
I've been here before, the road is familiar.
The last time I came here, I brought Lao Zhangtou with me, causing Wang Hui to be slapped in the face and Wang Wenhong to be angry almost to death.
Song Sanxi knew that the Wang family, father and son, hated him to death.
But so what?
What can be done?
It is estimated that now, Wang Wenhong is even more resentful about Wang Xia.
It doesn't matter!
Don't be afraid!
Song Sanxi first met Wang Wenjing.
After saying hello, Wang Wenjing invited him into the office.
Wang Wenhong sat on the big office chair, feeling a little calmer in his heart.
What is this called?
Song Sanxi, aren’t you a great horse?
I, Wang Wenhong, have asked you to come. Do you dare to come?
Isn't this, you are here obediently?
Wang Wenhong looked at Song Sanxi coldly, snorted twice, and waved Wang Wenjing to retreat.
Song Sanxi also smiled and said, "See you later, Mr. Wang!"
Wang Wenjing smiled and nodded.
Looking back, Song Sanxi smiled: "Mr. Wang, is there anything good that can happen?"
Wang Wenhong said solemnly: "Song Sanxi, tell me seriously, what is wrong with my daughter Wang Xia?"
"Oh, you are her father, you should ask her. If you ask me a doctor, I can't tell you." Song Sanxi responded calmly.
Snap!
Wang Wenhong slammed the table, "I'm going to ask you now!"
"I have the right to maintain patient confidentiality. This is part of the medical code."
"Stop telling me those things! Do you really think of yourself as a doctor? Do you, the former prodigal son and scumbag, have a medical qualification certificate?"
Song Sanxi frowned, but remained calm, "Mr. Wang, you summoned me here just to show off your authority and get angry? I came here for Sister Xia's sake, otherwise, I really wouldn't come."
"Presumptuous! Let me ask you, what qualifications do you have to treat someone? That is my Wang Wenhong's daughter. If something goes wrong with the doctor, can you bear the responsibility? Come on, show me your ID!"
Wang Wenhong, with his fat hands in the air, hooked and hooked...