What kind of experience is it to help your wife cheat?

Chapter 57 Pie
"Are you listening to me?" Ding Rui noticed that Song Song was distracted, and pushed Song Song dissatisfied. "Well, I'm listening. You said that after the festival, your job will have a relatively big change." Song Song came back to his senses, and nodded with a serious expression.

Ding Rui sighed, and it could be seen that she was a little conflicted: "Sister An said that the market size our company currently controls is limited, it is difficult to open up new markets, and the existing business can no longer support the company's continued growth and development, so we must develop new business."

Song Song was listening absent-mindedly, but the more he listened, the more seriously he frowned: "Are you going to the new department? Can you apply or not?"

Ding Rui shook her head and said: "This time, I'm afraid it won't work. If you refuse the list made by the senior leaders at the meeting, you will be confronting the senior management of the entire company."

"Since you can't change it, let's follow the trend." Song Song smiled helplessly: "You have only been here for more than a month, and you can be appointed by the senior leaders to the new department. It seems that you are really happy. I value it. There are challenges, but there are also opportunities. It’s not necessarily a bad thing if you look at your ability and luck. By the way, you haven’t said what the new department mainly does?”

Ding Rui frowned, looked down diagonally, her eyes were blurred, and seemed to be trying to remember: "Sister An seems to say that she is going to do vibrato or something, but I didn't ask more about it."

"Don't you guys have Douyin?" Song Song felt a little baffled: "Didn't you also make several short videos related to food, and there are quite a lot of likes and reposts."

Ding Rui shook his head and said: "I don't know the specifics, but it seems to be different from what I am doing now. Well, let's talk about it then."

"Yeah." Song Song hugged Ding Rui's shoulders, trying to ease Ding Rui's anxiety: "Don't think about it too much. It's not easy for Nini and Mom to come here. Let's spend this New Year's Day holiday in a down-to-earth way. Yes Alright, where are you going to play tomorrow?"

Ding Rui was very disturbed by the change of work, but when she thought of her daughter, the cloudy weather suddenly cleared up in her heart, and she leaned gently on Song Song's chest: "Nini is so old, she hasn't been to an amusement park yet. The playground is the kind of indoor playground that a child of her age can go to play. I see that there are always advertisements in the amusement circle, and I feel itchy when I see it, and I really want to take my children there. "

Song Song lowered his head and kissed Ding Rui's forehead: "Okay, then let's take the children to the playground tomorrow, and then take my mother to taste the food here in Jiangyi."

Ding Rui sat up straight, patted Song Song on the shoulder, pouted like a baby and said, "Go and bring the baby here, I want to sleep with the baby tonight."

Song Song was stunned: "What about me?"

Ding Rui let out a "puchi" laugh: "Everyone finds his own mother. I will sleep with my daughter, and your mother will sleep with her son."

Song Song: "..."

The next day, Song Song and Ding Rui had a rare sleep-in. Without the interruption of the alarm, they slept until after eight o'clock.

Song Song sat up and stretched, and was about to ask Ding Rui what he had for breakfast, when he heard Song Xiaoni's "giggle" laughter outside.

"The child got up so early!" Song Song was surprised by this.

Ding Rui, who usually has to lie on the bed for a while at this time, suddenly lifted the quilt and jumped up as if he had been beaten, and put on his clothes and pants in a few strokes, without even combing his hair, opened the door He ran to the living room to find Song Xiaoni, leaving only Song Song with a shocked face sitting on the bed motionless like a stone sculpture, staring at the open bedroom door.

Ge Guiqin is a typical rural old woman, hard-working, responsible, and doesn't talk much.

Seeing that her son and daughter-in-law had gotten up, she silently reheated the cold dishes.

Song Xiaoni is not very clingy, she only focuses on Peppa Pig, which makes Ding Rui very jealous.

Song Song came to the living room, glanced at Ding Rui, who was holding snacks in his hand, and Song Xiaoni was getting close, then turned and went to the kitchen: "Mom, when did you get up?"

Ge Guiqin laughed and said, "It's not long since I got up, why don't you sleep more? Was it woken up by Nini? I asked her to keep her voice down, but she just wouldn't listen."

Song Song waved his hands again and again: "No, no, Xiaorui and I usually get up at five or six o'clock, and we got up very late today. Uh? What smells so good?"

Ge Guiqin opened a large bowl wrapped in a slightly damp towel, took a piece of pie from it, and handed it to Song Song: "The stuffing is all made of good meat, and I added some radishes. Call Xiaorui to eat, don't you?" Once it’s cold, it won’t be crispy when heated again, ah.”

Song Song looked at the pie in his hand, and there seemed to be a soft soil deep in his heart that was gently turned.

Thinking about it carefully, it seems that he has not eaten the pie made by his mother for many years.Since he started working, every time he comes home is to celebrate the New Year. Every meal at home is full of meat and fish, and the pie is too labor-intensive to make. Even if he wants to eat it, he can't bear to let his old mother endure the cold to roll it. Make noodles and chop stuffing.

The small pie carries the childhood that Song Song still misses so much.

At that time, the family conditions were not good, so being able to eat meat-filled pies was like tasting the best delicacies in the world. After one meal, I was so happy that I could be happy for several days.

Later, Song Song grew up, went out to study, went to work, and started a family. Mother's pies were rarely eaten, and her mother was also aging visible to the naked eye. Gradually, she changed from gentleness to kindness...

"Boy, why don't you eat it? Is it cold?" Ge Guiqin anxiously touched the pie in the big bowl with the back of her hand, and muttered to herself, "It's not cold."

Song Song looked at his gray-haired mother and grinned with happiness on his face: "It's not cold, but I just don't want to eat it."

"Oh, silly boy, eat it while it's hot, and there's more!"

"What silly boy? I'm in my thirties."

"But in front of me, no matter how old you are, you are still a child!"

Looking at his mother's slightly hunched back, his gray hair, and the wrinkles all over his face, Song Song's nose was a little sore, he turned his head and gnawed on the cake in a muffled voice, wondering in his heart: Why are you so sensational this early in the morning?

Ding Rui came over with a disappointed face at this time: "The child doesn't like me, but only likes Piggy Peppa."

Song Song didn't hold back, and laughed: "What kind of jealousy do you have with a pig? We just spend too little time with Nini, give the child some time, and it will get better. Come and taste the stuffing made by my mother The cake is delicious."

Ding Rui was not in high spirits, walked into the kitchen and used chopsticks to pick out a piece of pie from the big bowl and put it into a small bowl, sat at the dining table, gnawed on the pie, and looked angrily at Song Xiaoni who was in the direction of the living room, her mouth was vague He muttered: With Paige, I forgot my mother!
Ge Guiqin looked at Ding Rui eagerly, expecting a compliment.

If the son says it's delicious, it doesn't necessarily mean it's delicious. If the daughter-in-law says it's delicious, it must be delicious.

She didn't know if the pies baked out were delicious without the big iron pan in the countryside this time, because she didn't want to eat any of them.

(End of this chapter)