Overcoming difficulties (2) Seeing Xiaoche holding the sailboat and unable to let go, Song Xiyuan stretched out his hand and gently pinched his son's face: "Do you like it? What else do you want to fight next time?"

The expression on Xiaoche's face changed immediately. He obviously didn't like Song Xiyuan's action very much, but the words Song Xiyuan asked later made him pause.

At this time, Nannan, who was staying on the sofa and watching cartoons with Murong, suddenly poked out a head and said, "Dad, it's so boring to play models every day, Xiaoche will be suffocated to death."

"Oh, is that true?" Song Xiyuan suddenly smiled faintly, "Then don't fight tomorrow."

After hearing this, Xiaoche seemed to be a little anxious, looked at Song Xiyuan, and then turned his gaze to Wen Cai.

Seeing this, Wen Cai hurriedly came forward in a wheelchair: "Does Xiaoche still want to continue compiling the model?"

After pausing for a moment, Xiaoche nodded slowly, and then turned his gaze to Song Xiyuan.

Song Xiyuan laughed out loud, reached out and pinched his little arm: "I have been doing it for two days in a row. Isn't my hands sore? Dad will take you to play with something else fun tomorrow?"

When Xiaoche heard this, a trace of expectation seemed to flash in his eyes. After a long time, he finally spoke softly again: "What's fun?"

Hearing this sentence, Song Xiyuan couldn't believe his ears. After looking at Wen Cai, he was sure that he had heard it correctly.

Xiaoche spoke to him for the first time!

His father-in-law was so happy that he was so smiling that his eyes were almost out of sight: "What do Xiaoche wants to play with? Remote-controlled planes, remote-controlled racing cars, or is it like trying to drive by himself?"

Xiaoche thought about it carefully and seemed to find it difficult to choose, and he wanted to try everything.

Wen Cai looked at Xiaoche's entangled expression from the side and couldn't help laughing.

Song Xiyuan's plan seems to be successful.

Xiaoche thought for a long time before frowned, and made up his mind to say, "Drive it yourself."

"Okay!" Song Xiyuan slapped his thighs suddenly, "Then we two will go racing tomorrow!"

Wen Cai frowned slightly when he heard this: "What racing car? Don't just play and put Xiaoche in a dangerous situation."

"Wife, bumper car, are you satisfied?" Song Xiyuan raised his eyebrows.

Wen Cai breathed a sigh of relief, but was still a little worried: "Then you have to be careful, after all, Xiao Che is still so young."

When Nannan, who was watching TV next to him heard it, he suddenly curled his lips: "Dad only takes Xiaoche to play, but does not play with Nannan! When Mom and Dad have Xiaoche, they don't care about Nannan anymore!"

After hearing this, Xiaoche quietly glanced at Nannan and Murong sitting next to her, and then lowered her head to fiddle with her sailboat.

"Our little princess is jealous." Song Xiyuan couldn't help but chuckled, "Okay, I'll take our little princess out to play tomorrow."

Nannan then became happy again: "Will Murong go too?"

Murong smiled sensibly: "I'm going to learn the violin tomorrow, so I can't play it."

"Okay." Nannan seemed a little disappointed, but accepted it.

Even if tomorrow's itinerary was set, Song Xiyuan raised an eyebrow to Wen Cai and said, "Wife, I'm hungry, what's there to eat?"

Wen Cai quickly looked at the time and found that it was already half past nine. He sighed helplessly: "I think this time is hungry? Is Xiao Che hungry?"

Xiaoche nodded.

"Then let's pack some small wontons, Xiaoche likes to eat them."

"Wife, I like to eat too." Song Xiyuan quickly became famous.

Wen Cai couldn't help glaring at him: "You can't be more serious in front of your child?"

Although Wen Cai was sitting in a wheelchair, he was still very competent to wrap wontons. He quickly packed some and asked his aunt Lian at home to help him cook.

Feng Liwei, who had just brought out the warm wontons, had been out all day, suddenly appeared at home. As soon as she entered the door, she spoke: "Sister Lian, do you have anything to eat? I'm really hungry to play cards with those wives until this time."

"Miss just made small wontons. It's very delicious. Madam, you have a bowl, too?" Sister Lian heard the voice and walked out of the kitchen and asked.

Feng Liwei changed her shoes and turned her head to see the people in the living room. Her face changed slightly. She walked to the sofa on the other side and sat down and said, "No need, you can cook a bowl of noodles for me."

Sister Lian was slightly helpless, looked at Wen Cai and could only answer: "Okay."

Wen Cai heard this, but suddenly touched Xiaoche's head and said softly: "Xiaoche, grandma is hungry, so I bring a bowl of wontons to my grandma. Be careful and be careful."

Xiaoche listened to Wen Cai's words very much. After hearing what she said, she found two thick cardboards on the model box just now, placed them between her palms and the wonton bowl, and carefully held them in the direction of Feng Liwei.

Song Xiyuan looked at Xiaoche's actions and suddenly looked at Wen Cai: "Do you think our son is not ordinary smart?"

Wen Cai was just concerned about Feng Liwei's reaction. When he heard that he still said this, he couldn't help glaring at him: "You must say you are like you?"

Song Xiyuan raised his eyebrows and turned his eyes to Xiao Che.

Xiaoche walked up to Feng Liwei carefully, put the bowl in front of Feng Liwei, and turned around without saying a word and ran back.

Feng Liwei, whose back was facing several people, had a slightly deeper expression.

Seeing this, Wen Cai was helpless and hurriedly took another spoon and handed it to Xiaoche: "There is a spoon for the great-grandma, and he also told the great-grandma to invite the great-grandma to eat wontons. Does Xiaoche understand?"

Xiao Che frowned slightly, but still held the spoon and walked over again. After coming to Feng Liwei, he just stood quietly, as if he was still brewing the words Wen Caijiao had just said.

Feng Liwei turned her head to look at the child. When she saw his big, dark eyes, she seemed to be slightly touched in a corner of her heart, but she quickly turned her face away again.

Xiao Che pursed his lips and looked at Wen Cai again. After receiving Wen Cai's encouragement, he seemed to finally make up his mind and said, "Grandma is eating wontons."

After saying that, he handed the spoon to Feng Liwei.

Although Feng Liwei is stubborn and strong-willed, she actually likes children very much. It’s a pity that she is not in good luck. Although she has given birth to three children, she only has one son in the end, and there is only one grandson and one great-grandson below. Whenever she thinks about it, she doesn’t feel pain in her heart.

At this moment, Xiaoche was standing quietly in front of her, and her eyes reminded her of the person she least wanted to think of.

In fact, although Xiaoche's facial features look like Song Xiyuan, his eyes are neither like father nor mother, but rather like his grandmother, that is, her daughter, so be careful.

Feng Liwei couldn't help but close her eyes, her expression gloomy.

The spoon that Xiaoche handed out was not taken over for a long time. She couldn't help but look at Wen Cai again. Wen Cai nodded to him again. He thought about it and then continued to speak: "Grandma is eating wontons..."

It happened that at this time, Xiao Moli slowly walked downstairs. Seeing this situation, she hurriedly came forward, took the spoon from Xiaoche, touched Xiaoche's head with a smile, and then said to Feng Liwei: "Mom, you must be hungry until now playing cards. Come on, eat some wontons. Xiaocai's skills are actually really good. With the soup made by Aunt Lian, I'm so hungry that I smell it."

Feng Liwei slowly opened her eyes, couldn't help but look at Xiao Che again, then slowly took the spoon handed over by Xiao Moli, and tasted the steaming wontons in front of her.

After taking the first bite, she fell into silence.

It's really the same taste as her early wontons. However, after many years, she can't make a wonton with such a taste again. Unexpectedly, she can still eat it again.

"Mom, is it delicious?" Xiao Moli smiled at Wen Cai and then asked.

After a long time, Feng Liwei answered lightly, then stood up again: "I'm a little tired, go up and take a shower first."

"Then I'll bring the wontons to your room, and you can take a shower before eating?" Xiao Moli continued.

"Whatever." Feng Liwei answered without looking back and went straight upstairs.

It was not until her figure disappeared that Xiao Moli turned her head and made a thumbs-up gesture to Wen Cai.

Wen Cai was also relieved and moved. He threw a grateful smile at Xiao Moli, and then looked at Song Xiyuan again.

Song Xiyuan stretched out his hand and gently held her into his arms: "It seems that we are all one step closer to our goal."

Xiao Che, who had already returned to the table and buried his head in eating wontons, heard this and suddenly raised his head to look at Song Xiyuan.

Wen Cai couldn't help but push him from underneath.

At this moment, Xu Jinzhen suddenly appeared silently on the balcony on the second floor. Looking at the situation downstairs, he coughed majesticly: "When is it now, why are the children not sleeping?"

Wen Cai hurriedly raised his head: "I understand, grandpa, I'll go to bed soon."

Xu Jinzhen nodded: "It's so late, and it's time for the guests to go home. Remember to ask someone to take the guests out."

When Song Xiyuan heard this, he felt as if he had been stabbed with an arrow on his back.

The order to expel the guest was so obvious that he asked himself that he was not the old man's opponent, so he could only swallow his anger. What was even more helpless was that the wontons in the bowl had been eaten, so he had no reason to stay and could only stand up: "Then I'll go back now."

Wen Cai knew that he was unwilling to give up, but he couldn't help but feel funny, and nodded and said, "Be careful when driving on the road."

Song Xiyuan walked over and touched Xiaoche's head: "Son, Dad will pick you up tomorrow morning."

Xiaoche nodded. Seeing someone's disappointed expression, Wen Cai hurriedly said to Xiaoche: "Xiaoche, say goodbye to dad."

After hearing this, Xiaoche turned around and looked at Song Xiyuan quietly. After a long time, he quickly spit out four vague syllables, and then lowered his head to eat his wontons.

Song Xiyuan's low heart flew to the sky in an instant—

Although the four syllables were very vague, he could hear that Xiaoche was talking about "Goodbye Dad".

Because of these four words, someone whistled all the way home, and even when he was sleeping, the corners of his mouth were bent.

The next morning, Song Xiyuan got up early, went downstairs and went out without even having breakfast, and went straight to the Xu Mansion to fulfill his father's responsibilities.

The two children had already gotten up early in the morning. Nannan had been standing at the door and looking forward to it. Although Xiaoche was just sitting quietly on the sofa, her eyes still turned to the door frequently.

When Song Xiyuan finally appeared, Nannan jumped into his arms all of a sudden, and Xiaoche also sat upright.

After Wen Cai gave a lot of instructions, Song Xiyuan finally took his two children out and drove along the way. Seeing the two children sitting in the back seat, Nannan became more and more lively as she spoke. Although Xiaoche just listened quietly, he was obviously enjoying his expression.

Song Xiyuan was naturally very happy when driving, but unfortunately there was one missing person in the co-pilot.

He thought about it and felt that such parent-child activities in the future would really be indispensable, so that the whole family could be lively.

As a result, the three of them had a great time having fun on this day. Song Xiyuan had not entered the amusement park for a long time, especially in the children's area. However, this time he was sweating with two little kids. Nannan was lively and screamed and laughed at everything he played. Although Xiaoche was not obvious, his excitement could be seen from his extremely bright eyes and red face.

As a father, Song Xiyuan is really excited than the two children.

Especially on the way back, Nannan fell asleep while sitting in the car, while Xiaoche was still playing with the toys he bought from the amusement park, and she looked at him from time to time.

Song Xiyuan saw it in the rearview mirror and said, "Son, what's the matter?"

Xiao Che paused for a long time, as if he was hesitating, but he finally spoke: "Dad, what are we doing tomorrow?"
Chapter completed!