"Why are you crying?" Jiang Zhiling asked in confusion, her cool fingers fell on his eyes, gently wiping away the tears.
Song Ye shook his head in panic: "I have met Xiao Linzi's mother before, and she gently helped him with his homework."
He thought he would never have the chance to experience this in his life.
Hearing this, Jiang Zhiling's heart skipped a beat. Looking at those cautious eyes, Jiang Zhiling broke her guard.
"Other children have it, and so do you." Jiang Zhiling said with a smile, "Your mother is still a college student."
After hearing this, Song Ye looked at him with admiration.
After all, their teacher had just graduated from high school.
Jiang Zhiling was a little embarrassed to be seen.
Because although the original owner was admitted to college, she is a love brain. After studying in college for a year, in order to marry Sheng Hao and worried that he would be seduced by another woman, she dropped out of school and pestered him every day.
"Study hard." Jiang Zhiling patted his shoulder, "If you don't understand, come to me."
Song Ye nodded heavily and suddenly noticed Song Chen's eyes. He quickly lowered his head obediently and continued writing.
Listening to the conversation between her and Song Ye, Song Yuzhou felt even more that he had found a treasure and was quite proud: such a beautiful, well-behaved and smart girl was his.
Song Chen's hand holding the pen couldn't help but exert force, and he looked at Jiang Zhiling with even more wary eyes.
After the children finished their homework, Jiang Zhiling and Song Yuzhou returned to the room.
Sitting on the side of the bed, Jiang Zhiling sighed softly: "It's so boring. I miss the days of having mobile phones."
There were no mobile phones in the 1980s. Even though mobile phones were available a few years later, they did not have the functions of smartphones.
Song Yuzhou walked into the house, saw her sighing, and stepped forward: "What's wrong?"
"I finally understand why there were so many children in ancient times." Jiang Zhiling raised her eyes.
"Why?"
"What else can you do every night besides sleeping and doing that?"
"..." Song Yuzhou couldn't refute, "Then let's sleep?"
Jiang Zhiling's cheeks felt hot, and when she was about to speak, she heard a snapping sound.
The two of them looked at the door at the same time and saw Xixi running into the house wearing pajamas and holding a small pillow.
"Mother."
Jiang Zhining squatted down and caught the little girl flying towards her.
"What's wrong?" Jiang Zhiling said gently.
Xixi was held by Jiang Zhiling, her soft little body leaning on her shoulder: "Xixi wants to sleep with her mother."
Not long after Xixi was born, something happened to Song Yuzhou's eldest brother. After Song Yuzhou's sister-in-law received the pension, she abandoned the child and ran away.
Therefore, in Xixi's memory, there is a blank about her mother.
For as long as she can remember, whenever she sees other children with mothers, she is curious and envious.
When Jiang Zhiling talked to her gently, helped her bathe her, and fed her, she went from being afraid to falling in love with her gentle and beautiful mother.
Jiang Zhiling was flattered: "Really? Okay, let's sleep together tonight."
With that said, Jiang Zhiling carried Xixi to the bed.
"Okay, okay." Xixi hugged the pillow and cheered happily.
Jiang Zhiling and Song Yuzhou looked at each other, and then walked to the bed in unison.
Xixi lay in the middle, her eyes beating with joy.
Jiang Zhiling was lying in the innermost room. As soon as she turned sideways, she saw that the little girl was already hugging her enthusiastically.
"Mom, it smells delicious and soft. Xixi likes it." Xixi said in a sweet voice.
Seeing the cute and coquettish Xixi, Jiang Zhiling's heart was warmed and she gently stroked her head: "Want to hear a story?"
Xixi's short and fat hands hugged her tightly and nodded like garlic: "Yes."
Jiang Zhiling thought for a while, and a sweet voice sounded in the room: "A long time ago, there was a beautiful princess, her name was Bai Xue..."
Outside the house, Song Chen and Song Ye listened to the melodious story and had mixed feelings in their hearts.
"Brother, I wish I were as young as my sister." Song Ye said enviously.
Growing up, no one told them stories.
Song Chen was silent for a long time, making sure that Xixi would be fine, and said, "Let's go."
Seeing him leaving, Song Ye quickly chased after him: "Brother, I don't think she is a bad person."
Hearing his words, Song Chen clenched his fists: "Our biological mother will harm us. She has nothing to do with us, so why should she be nice to us. Xiaoye, have you forgotten everything we suffered before?"
Hearing this, Song Ye seemed to remember something, and his thin body couldn't help but tremble. It was the fear hidden in his heart.
"Xiao Ye, don't be afraid. Brother will definitely protect you and Xixi." Song Chen hugged Song Ye with scarlet eyes.
Song Ye nodded gently and held Song Chen's hand tightly.
In the room, following Jiang Zhiling's gentle voice, Xixi slowly fell asleep, her fleshy little hands still holding her clothes tightly.
Jiang Zhiling's heart was touched.
"You like children very much?" Song Yuzhou asked abruptly.
"I can't say I like her." Jiang Zhiling looked at the young face, "Maybe I have been caught in the rain, so I want to hold an umbrella for others."
Song Yuzhou was puzzled, but Jiang Zhiling had no intention of explaining, so she whispered softly: "Turn off the light. Sleeping with the light on will affect hormone secretion, and you will not grow taller."
hormone? Although Song Yuzhou didn't understand, he still turned off the light obediently.
The room was dark, with only the moonlight coming in.
"Comrade Yuzhou, I'm going to bed too, good night." Jiang Zhiling's voice was filled with a smile.
"Yes." Song Yuzhou responded simply, restrained and reserved.
Jiang Zhiling gently held Xixi's hand and moved her face closer to her, like a mother and daughter sleeping together.
Song Yuzhou had very good night vision and could see her face clearly in the dark.
After a long time, he was sure that she had fallen asleep. Song Yuzhou leaned over and slowly placed a shallow kiss on her forehead. His hoarse voice sounded in the dark night: "Good night, Zhi Ning."
Early the next morning, Song Yuzhou was preparing to go to the military camp.
Before leaving, he handed her a red booklet.
Jiang Zhining lowered her head and saw the words "Current Savings Passbook" on the red booklet.
"Is this a bankbook?" Jiang Zhiling was surprised.
"Well, this is all my savings over the years. Although it is not much, it is still for you to use. From now on, you will be in charge of this family." Song Yuzhou said with a normal expression.
It turned out that Song Yuzhou was often away from home on weekdays, so he took the excess money from his monthly salary, excluding living expenses, and deposited it in the bank.
Jiang Zhiling opened the passbook and saw that all withdrawals in the passbook were written in black pen and stamped.
Looking at the amount on it, Jiang Zhiling said jokingly: "Aren't you afraid that I will destroy your little treasury?"
"Then I'll make more money." Song Yuzhou responded seriously, "Buy whatever you want."
"I want to buy electrical appliances."
"good."
"I want to take the kids to a restaurant."
"good."
"I think……"
Seeing the man in front of her showing unconditional indulgence to herself, Jiang Zhiling raised the corners of her mouth. Standing on tiptoes, she quickly kissed him on the cheek; "I love you."
Seeing her enthusiastic expression, Song Yuzhou felt embarrassed: "I'll go to the military camp first."
"Okay." Jiang Zhiling responded with a crooked eyebrow.
Song Yuzhou looked at her deeply, then turned and left.
Watching him leave, holding the bankbook in her hand, Jiang Zhiling felt sweet in her heart.
Hiding the bankbook in the closet, Jiang Zhiling picked up the bag containing her trousseau and walked out of the house.
"Xixi, Song Chen and Song Ye, let's go shopping." Jiang Zhiling was wearing a red cheongsam and high heels, like a noble lady.
"Okay." Xixi immediately dropped the toy in her hand and ran towards her.
Jiang Zhiling took Xixi's hand, looked at Song Chen who was motionless, raised her eyebrows and said, "Aren't you afraid of bullying Xixi?"
Hearing this, Song Chen and Song Ye followed decisively.
A smile flashed in Jiang Zhining's eyes: a group of four people were about to walk out of the yard when they met a woman.
"Song Chen, is Commander Song at home?" Aunt Xia asked knowingly, she came when Song Yuzhou was not at home.
"My husband has gone to the military camp. Does Auntie have anything to do with him?" Jiang Zhining asked politely.
Hearing this, Aunt Xia looked Jiang Zhiling up and down and said, "Since Captain Song is not at home, let me find you. Give it to me."
As she spoke, Aunt Xia spread her hands.
Jiang Zhiling was puzzled: "What?"
"Of course it's living expenses."
