A single biography of the ninth generation? I gave birth to three babies, my wife is crazy and rich

Mu family

When Song Chi and Mu Yin returned home, they went to the kitchen first. They wanted to prepare food for the babies themselves.

They were busy in the kitchen.

Outside the house, Cheng Shu and Zhang Ma were taking care of the babies. The babies made a few emoticons and made the adults laugh.

Song Chi and Mu Yin were in the kitchen and both heard the laughter.

Song Chi: "Uncle, look how happy they are."

Mu Yin smiled and sighed: "Yes!"

The two looked at each other.

Song Chi suddenly recalled what the two discussed in the car after coming out of Boss Zhang's warehouse.

Mu Yin raised his eyebrows: "Today is the babies' meat feast, tomorrow, remember our plan!"

Song Chi snickered: "Got it."

The other party secretly took pictures of her and sent them to her uncle, just to sow discord between them, so they planned to take advantage of the situation.

Song Chi is kneading dough.

Mu Yin stepped forward: "Let me do it, you take a break."

"I'm not tired. I'll go prepare other ingredients."

Mu Yin was helpless and couldn't bear to see her tired, as she was indeed never idle for a moment.

It was Mu Yin’s first time kneading dough and he didn’t know the right proportions. Either the dough was too dry or too thin. In the end, a large bowl of dough looked like uncooked porridge.

Mu Yin looked at his masterpiece and felt ashamed.

"Uncle, is the noodle making done?"

Song Chi walked over and took a look, and was stunned for a second.

"Pfft, hahahaha..."

"Baby, please don't laugh at me. It seems like so much is wasted."

"How could it be possible? I'm here."

Song Chi patted his chest and went to knead the dough.

If the dough was too watery, she would add more flour, and when the proportions were right, it wouldn’t taste like mushy porridge.

After several operations, the dough becomes more and more shiny.

Mu Yin was surprised.

"Baby, you're awesome."

"Pfft, it's just kneading the dough, uncle, I want to roll out the dumpling wrappers now and make dumplings together later."

"it is good."

Mu Yin followed his beloved wife to learn how to roll out dough.

Of course, with the two of them staying there, they might not even be able to prepare the ingredients for dinner by nine o’clock in the evening.

Therefore, there were other servants in the kitchen busy preparing the ingredients.

Song Chi taught Mu Yin how to make dumplings.

President Mu understood it immediately and quickly wrapped one.

"Baby, look, is my wrapping nice?"

“It looks good.”

"How about we have a dumpling-making competition?"

"How to compare?"

"Let's see who packs more. If I pack more, I will punish you. If you pack more than me, you will punish me."

"What's the punishment?"

President Mu smiled evilly.

"Just punish... the loser kisses the winner."

Song Chi: "..."

She glanced at her man quietly.

After a long while, she made a comment.

"Tsk, the abacus beads are flying all over my face."

"I'll take it as your consent."

After saying that, President Mu was going to kiss his wife in a showy manner.

Song Chi glanced at the servants around him, shyly stepped back, and covered his mouth with his hands.

"Don't make trouble, people are watching."

Song Chi blushed.

The servants around them all cast ambiguous glances at them.

Mu Yin raised his eyebrows: "Who is watching?"

Although the tone was nonchalant, the servants could sense a threat. They all turned their heads away, not daring to be present at the scene.

Seeing this, Song Chi couldn't help but feel ashamed.

Mu Yin moved closer to her again.

Song Chi hid.

Mu Yin chased after him.

The two were flirting in the kitchen.

The housekeeper knocked on the door.

"Master, Madam, the second son of the Song family is here to visit."

Song Chi was delighted: Second brother?

Then...will the two elders of the Song family come too?

"Okay, invite him in."

Mu Yin put down the work in his hands and said.

"Baby, wash your hands and go meet your second brother."

Song Chi's heart was full of anticipation.

"okay."

The two moved from the kitchen to the hall.

Song Qi walked in alone, carrying bags in his hands.

Song Chi's heart was pounding, and he looked behind him expectantly, but he didn't see anyone following him.

"The second young master of the Song family is here?"

When Cheng Shu saw him coming, he hurried forward to greet him.

He put away a pile of shopping bags and said, "My dear relatives, these are gifts for my three little nephews. They are all things that babies can use."

Cheng Shu smiled.

"Just come, why bring a gift?"

"My parents asked me to bring this as a gift. I hope you will accept it."

As he said this, he handed the gifts from his three nephews to Cheng Shu.

Cheng Shu smiled and shook his head, then took his gift.

"We are all family now. Don't be so polite when you come to my house next time."

Song Qi nodded.

He was holding another gift box in his hand.

As he spoke, he looked at Song Chi.

The two of them stood far apart, looking at each other with mixed feelings.

The two were silent for a long time.

The atmosphere is subtle.

Mu Yin noticed that the two men were getting awkward.

His beloved wife is a woman, she is thin-skinned, so it is reasonable for her to be shy. Song Qi is a grown man, why should he be shy?

Mu Yin smiled and said, "Second brother is here."

One sentence broke the stalemate between the two.

Song Qi: “…”

The opponent who had taught him a lesson before suddenly changed his tone and called him "Second Brother". For a moment, he was very moved.

He even wondered if he could use his status to suppress him in the future.

Song Chi had recognized Song Heng a long time ago, but not Song Qi. It was the first time in this way, and she felt a little embarrassed, and was afraid that he didn't like her.

After a while, she blushed, lowered her head, and spoke softly.

"Second brother, please sit down."

Such a gentle and light sentence struck Song Qi's heart directly, and he felt his heart beating wildly.

In my mind, I recalled the scene of losing her when I was young.

He felt guilty and blamed himself.

Thinking back to the hardships she had gone through while living outside, Song Qi felt a pang of pain in his heart.

His eyes were red and he looked at her deeply.

The next moment, he stepped forward and hugged her in his arms.

Song Qi's chest heaved violently and tears fell uncontrollably.

His voice was hoarse.

"Sister, I'm sorry...I'm sorry, back then...I lost her."

Song Chi: "..."

Song Qi's embrace seemed to penetrate her bones and muscles, while his apology was full of trembling and guilt.

Song Chi felt a pain in his heart, his eyes turned red, and he couldn't help crying.

She reached out and gently stroked his back.

"Brother, it's okay."

Hearing this, Song Qi's body trembled violently and he hugged her even tighter.

"Sister, fortunately, fortunately you are back..."

The brother and sister hugged each other and cried their hearts out.

Seeing this, other people were so moved that their eyes turned red.

Mu Yin was such a domineering man, it was rare for a man to hug Song Chi, he was not jealous, but instead looked full of emotion.

The atmosphere is cozy.

Song Qi still hugged Song Chi tightly.

Song Chi's voice was somewhat difficult: "Second brother, let me go quickly, you are holding me so tightly that I can't breathe."

Song Qi finally realized what was going on and quickly let her go.

Mu Yin stepped forward, put his arm around her shoulders, and comforted her silently.

Song Chi glanced at him, knew what he meant, and smiled sweetly at him.

Song Chi looked at Song Qi again.

"Brother, why are you alone...where are they?"

Although she thought of Song Tianhao and Zhu Mengjiang as her parents in her heart, she never changed her words. For a while, she was embarrassed to call them "Mom and Dad".

Song Qi was embarrassed: "Sister, I'm sorry, Dad is still in the hospital recovering, Mom has to stay by his side, they can't come for the time being."

Hearing this, Song Chi's faint expectation turned into deep disappointment. She felt a little depressed and uncomfortable.

She couldn't help but have wild thoughts.

They don't like her, so they don't come.