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Chapter 219 Worshiping His Biological Mother

Song Xingqing ate very calmly, lowered his eyebrows slightly, carefully picked up the fat from the braised pork with chopsticks, and put the lean meat on Song Ze's white rice.

Song Ze thanked him politely. He was very interested and asked with a smile, "Second Uncle, did you get the special lottery that the little uncle wanted?"

"I got it, but your grandfather got it for him from a friend." Song Xingfeng smiled and looked at Song Ningsheng: "Dad, do you still remember?"

Song Ningsheng thought for a moment, nodded, pointed at Song Xingqing and said, "Your elder brother got it and said he bought it from his friend, Ah Qing, do you remember it!"

This comes full circle.

Finally, it was Song Xingqing's side again.

Song Xingqing swallowed the food in his mouth, wiped the corners of his mouth lightly, and said calmly: "Yes, my friend was lucky, and bought an extra special lottery, and I bought it from him."

"It turns out that you got it with your help, so why don't you give it to him directly, and give it to him through Dad." Song Xingfeng was curious.

He was not in the country at the time, and everything was dictated by the third child.

"At that time, he was scolded by me, and he was angry with me." Song Xingqing remembered very clearly what happened at that time.

Except for making friends out of nothing, everything else is a fact.

Song Xingfeng knew it, and continued with a smile: "Little sister, you don't know, just in those few years, your third brother chased comics every day, left a message below, called him an old thief, broke the dog, and even posted a reward on the Internet to find him. I'm going to puncture his tires and give him a knife!"

family.

From here on, let's talk about the past.

In order to make the atmosphere more lively and cheerful, Song Xingfeng mainly talked about Song Xingji's previous embarrassing things. Anyway, he was the most stupid, and he couldn't finish talking for days and nights.

Song Ningsheng, who has always been very particular and stipulated that at the dinner table, he must eat and sleep without speaking, for the first time did not come up with the house rules to speak, and sometimes he would echo along.

Until dinner, near the end.

When the whole family is almost full.

Lin Shuangluo glanced at Song Ningsheng.

Song Ningsheng, the head of the family, asked seemingly unintentionally: "Yu'er, Zebao is going to have surgery soon, has the identity of his relatives been confirmed?"

Since she has already posted on Weibo, said that Zebao needs surgery, she must have found his relatives, and there is no need to ask.

"Yes, I found his father. It has been agreed that the operation will be performed next Wednesday." Song Yu swallowed the fish soup in his mouth, and unconsciously tightened his hand holding the spoon.

"Okay, it's good that I found it." After Song Ningsheng finished speaking, he didn't know what to say next.

He actually had doubts in his heart, and wanted to ask her, the operation was obviously his own business, why did he post it on Weibo?

But just thinking about it, there was a wry smile in her heart, she was very self-aware, even if he asked, she wouldn't say it.

"Yes." Lin Shuangluo also nodded, and peeled a prawn for Song Ze: "Zebao eat more, and he will have strength during the operation."

Song Ze ate the shrimp obediently, and smiled innocently and cutely: "Thank you grandma."

"Good boy." Lin Shuangluo looked at the cute little guy in front of him, his eyes were full of distress, covered with a thin layer of moisture.

Buddha bless.

Zebao's surgery must go smoothly.

"Don't worry, Zebao will be fine." Song Yu paused every word, with a firm tone, telling them that he was giving himself courage and unwavering faith.

"Little guy is auspicious." Song Ningsheng also said auspicious words from the heart, put down his chopsticks, and said seriously: "If you need help, remember to tell me."

"Okay." Song Yu agreed very simply.

The matter of surgery, in the final analysis, is a somewhat heavy topic.

Song Yu didn't say anything more.

When Song Ning gave birth to them, he was very conscious and didn't ask much.

Until we finished our meal, talked for a while, and returned to the main house.

Song Ningsheng had just held a family meeting, and asked Song Xingfeng, who was stared back by Song Xingqing, "How much do you know about Song Ze's biological father?"

There are so many people in the family.

If you want to say that the person closest to Song Yu is the only one.

"Dad, his name is Qin Sui. I investigated it, and he is a scumbag, a social scum." Song Xingfeng became angry when he thought of Qin Sui, very angry.

then.

With Song Yu on his back, he told them some of the information he found.

At last.

He sighed bitterly: "Ze Bao is such a smart and sensible boy, how could he have such a father? God is blind."

Song Xingqing frowned tightly, his fists were hardened, and he said, "Dad, we have to help hold on. This kind of scum will definitely not have an operation. After taking the benefits, he will let it go."

Song Ningsheng also nodded in agreement: "He will definitely pester Yu'er and Zebao endlessly. Let's think of a way to get rid of him."

This surgery is just the beginning.

This kind of person is a scumbag, brown sugar, and they really can't get rid of them at that time. Their mother and son will be coerced by him for the rest of their lives, whether they want to live a normal life or not.

Song Xingqing's eyes were cold, and he said: "Dad, don't worry, a dog can't get rid of eating shit, and he will commit crimes sooner or later. When he goes to prison, there will always be a way to make him never come out."

Song Ningsheng's eyes were cold, and he nodded.

After the operation, Zebao recovered.

His father didn't ask too much. If he wanted money or anything, the Song family could satisfy him.

But if he goes too far and pushes his limits and affects the lives of their mother and child, he can't be allowed to do whatever he wants.

Song Xingfeng took it very seriously, and said, "Brother, when the time comes, I will leave it to you to deal with it."

That kind of scum, no matter how hard you teach him, it's hard to overdo it.

Song Xingqing and the others then asked Song Ze about the operation, whether the operation was very risky, and whether he was 100% sure of what he would be able to recover after the operation.

Song Xingfeng answered one by one, but what he knew was only what Song Yu wanted him to know.

He didn't know anything about the moths Qin Sui had made in the past few days.

Song Yu didn't know that they were behind the scenes and had already arranged for Qin Rate the way after the operation.

Her second day.

Ask Song Ze for leave.

Drive him out.

Both mother and son were wearing black clothes.

Song Yu was dressed in a black casual suit, with his hair pulled up, revealing his white and smooth forehead, with a plain face facing the sky, with a solemn and elegant demeanor.

Song Ze also wore a small black suit, with a white chrysanthemum on his left chest, and looked sideways at the window with a solemn and dignified face.

If you look carefully, you can see that his big black grape-like eyes are not looking at the scenery outside the window, but looking at Song Yu reflected on the glass.

He and Mommy are going to the cemetery to worship his biological mother.

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