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My uncle made a big table dish and made dumplings. This lineup is comparable to the New Year.

Wang Tsai likes to eat dumplings. In his exclusive small bowl, there are a few mini-shaped dumplings. It is what his uncle did for him. He eats one bite and eats it. He wants to eat it. It is purely a snack.

Song Tingshen basically does not drink alcohol, but today may also be in a good mood, opened a can of ice beer, and touched a cup with his uncle.

Weng and Yan actually seldom chat. In fact, they have no common topic. The uncle is also very inferior in front of Song Tingshen. There is no way to put aside the hall of Yuezhang. Even he will unconsciously go to Bajie, not because Song Ting has money. In the heart of this honest man, he only wants to be a little better for the son-in-law, so that the son-in-law will be better for his daughter.

My uncle saw Song Tingshen drinking today. He was even more happy. He not only drank a few cans of cold beer, but also drank a glass of white wine. At this moment, he had some drunkenness. Usually he didn't have much to say. Pulling Song Ting deep and continually groaning, the aunt took a look at the eyelids to make the eyelids cramps, he could not see, and finally the aunt could only pull the summer to the living room to sit and watch TV, leaving the dining room to the pair of Weng .

Although Song Ting is in the dining room, but after all, it is very close to the living room. Although the aunt has the heart to lick her daughter, she can swallow it again.

I watched my aunt's wish to say something that I dare not say. I used my toes to know what she wanted to say. She always surrounded a few words and asked her to live with Song Ting...

What is it that is a good day to live, she feels that her life is not bad.

According to the coolness of the novel, she has money and leisure, and a lovely son. The only thing that is not perfect is that there is no love.

What kind of ghost is that cute?

In her current identity, she has only two choices. One is to end this plastic marriage with Song Ting, she seeks love, and the second is to talk to the ready-made man Song Ting.

...just she is not interested.

Because of the relationship between drinking and drinking beer, Song Tingshen can only continue to act as a driver.

Although he doesn't drink much, a can of beer is obviously not enough to fill his big man.

Wang Zi sat in the child safety seat and talked with Song Ting on a very serious question. "Dad, why do girls not listen to the truth, do they all like to hear lies?"

It can be seen that the practice of running out and not playing with him under the madness of today's anger has hurt his self-esteem to a certain extent. Otherwise, it is such a goldfish attribute that Wang Zi will not remember such a thing. just now.

Song Ting looked at Xia Xia, who was concentrating on driving. He thought about it and replied: "Dad is not a girl and does not understand their psychology."

In his life for more than 30 years, he really didn't care about women's thoughts and thoughts.

"That dad, who do you think is the most beautiful person in the world?" Wang Zi asked with a spirit.

In the summer driving in the driver's seat, the ears were quietly erected.

Song Tingshen generally does not lie in front of the child, will he take the opportunity to dig up his emotional history?

"Dad didn't think about it."

Wang Zi shakes his hand. "Then you think now."

Song Ting sighed a deep sigh, and did not know if he had just contacted the blind date object. He said that some plausible words were not appropriate, and it was not very frivolous.

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