10-19-2022, 02:15 AM
Jiang Mu pondered for a moment and refused. Aunt, I won't go. Mother Song looked at him and said, "Is there anything urgent to go home? If not, I will have a meal with my aunt. There are only three of us. Four people are the best, right, baby?" Song Jia Xi is stupefied, answer hurriedly: "Right, Jiang Mushen you have a meal together with us, a dinner." She thought that Jiang Mushen was also alone when he went back, and that he was really a little lonely. Jiang Mushen to her line of sight, silent for a while before answering: "Good, trouble uncle aunt." Father Song nodded his head as usual. "You're welcome. You're Xiao Qi's classmate. You should be." In the end, Jiang Mu-shen had dinner with Song Jiaxi's family. After Song's father sent him back, the three of them went home at night. Baby. "Hm?" Song Jia Xi is looking out of the window at the night scene, she feels that she has not wandered around the city for a long time, especially at night. That classmate of yours. Song mother is organizing the language, do not know how to ask: "Your classmate has been living alone?" Song Jia Xi was stunned for a moment and nodded: "Well, he doesn't go home very often." Where is his home? Song Jia Xi twisted her eyebrows and thought for a moment: "I remember what kind of courtyard it is. I didn't pay much attention to it." Father Song was stunned and asked, "Didn't his father ever come to school?" "Yes, I have seen it." "Have you seen it?" Song Jia Xi looked at Song's mother's surprised eyes and nodded obediently: "Well, I told you last time, that is,decorative palm trees, I sprained my foot that time, the autumn outing, and then after that classmate did that, Jiang Mushen beat people into the hospital after he knew it, and then the teacher informed the parents, but it took a long time to come, then that classmate was discharged from the hospital." Hearing this, Father Song was silent for a while. "You don't know anything about him?" "What do you want to know?" Father Song:.. Nothing. Song Jia Xi silently lowered his head, looked at the message sent by Jiang Mu Shen in his mobile phone,large palm trees for sale, and quickly replied: "I haven't got home yet, about ten minutes." Mother Song happened to see the message in her cell phone. She laughed and asked, "Ah Shen, have you got home yet?" "Mmm." "What about his Spring Festival?" Song Jia Xi looked sideways at Song Mu, thought for a long time, opened his mouth, or did not ask out that sentence. New Year's Eve.. Let Jiang Mushen come to their own home, it seems inappropriate, the two of them are now classmates, Song Jia Xi felt that she asked this question, will go back to accept the three-hall trial. What do you want to say? "Mother." "Hm?" "Jiang Mu-shen doesn't seem to be going home for the Spring Festival." "Huh?" Mother Song looked at her suspiciously. "How do you know?" "I heard from my classmates that he didn't go home for the Spring Festival last year and spent it alone." Song Jia Xi tried her best to make Jiang Mu Shen a little more miserable. After that, she asked Song Mu in a soft voice: "If he doesn't go home this year, can I invite him to our home?" Content from the Internet, copyright belongs to the author! Chapter 43 forty-three points lovely. The carriage was quiet for a moment, and after a long time, outdoor palm trees ,outdoor ficus tree, Song's mother looked at her daughter softly and nodded: "Of course, as long as you want." "What about Dad?" Father Song: … … … OK Although this can be said that the heart is unwilling, but Song Jia Xi listened, still feel happy. Thank you, Mom and Dad. "You're welcome." Mother Song stretched out her hand and rubbed her hair, sighing with emotion: "In the blink of an eye, our baby has grown up." Song Jia Xi Hei Hei smiled and rubbed against Song's mother to act like a spoiled child: "No, I'm still very young, but I'm still my mother's intimate little cotton-padded jacket." Song Mu smiles: "Yes, yes, really lovely." A happy family of three, after returning home, Song Jia Xi went out to play with Song's father and mother for a few days, and then stayed at home to do homework, two days later is the New Year. During the Spring Festival, Song Jia Xi sent a message to Jiang Mushen, who replied after a long time. Song Jia Xi's original intention is to let Jiang Mushen come to his home for a meal, a person is too lonely, but Jiang Mushen said he went home, and then, the two broke off contact during the winter vacation. Song Jia Xi was busy being pulled out by Song Mu to visit relatives, as for Jiang Mushen, there is no dynamic. Song Jiaxi didn't see the man until the beginning of the second semester of Senior Three. Originally thought that ten days, soon passed Song Jia Xi, to stay at home for a few days before he realized how silly he had said only ten days, only two days home, she had a little miss Jiang Mu Shen. In the end, if I hadn't been so busy and dizzy, I would have thought more about it. Two people looked at each other across a lot of people, and then Jiang Mu-shen pointed to the other side of the place, motioned Song Jia Xi. Song Jia Xi nodded, obediently followed Song Fu to report, and then obediently sat in the dormitory, listening to Song Fu's expectations for her last semester. Don't mess around. Song Jia Xi: "When did I mess around?" Father Song glanced at her and said, "Xiao Qi, it's been the last six months." Song Jia Xi nodded obediently: "Dad, I know." Father Song laughed and rubbed her hair. "It's cold outside, so don't run outside all the time. I just saw your classmate say hello to you." "Mmm." Father Song thought about it, but still didn't speak very bluntly. Ok, I know. You haven't had a long time in your senior year. Come on. Song Jia Xi's lips were curved, and she looked at Song Fu with a sweet smile: "Dad, I know. Don't worry." "Well, I'll go home first and call Dad if I don't have enough money." "Enough, enough." Song Jia Xi has a lot of New Year's money, and Song's father and mother have always raised her rich, she herself does not like to spend money to buy messy things, basically the kind of normal, so from small to large, private money saved a lot. After Song's father left, Song Jiaxi quickly took out his cell phone and dialed Jiang Mushen's phone for the first time. In the past,artificial coconut palm trees, they all relied on WeChat to contact each other. After a few beeps, the other side was connected. Jiang Mushen was a little noisy. After a while, Song Jiaxi heard what he said: "Why were you so noisy just now?" 。 hacartificialtree.com
