Full-time girlfriend: Why would you work when I am here?

Song Pingqing soon felt the torture brought by the out-of-sync holidays.

When the winter vacation in China finally arrived, Song Pingqing did not go home directly, but chose to live in an old villa in Jincheng City.

This decision inevitably makes the elders feel a little disappointed.

They haven't celebrated the New Year with Song Pingqing for two years. They finally had the chance this year, but Song Pingqing refused to go home and wanted to live outside alone.

"Baoer, have you encountered any difficulties?"

After some discussion, Song Pingqing's most trusted mother was finally sent to inquire about the news.

Why does Song Pingqing trust Xu Jinmei the most?

Of course, it was because before Song Pingqing came of age, all things that were not suitable to be under the name of a minor were made under Xu Jinmei's name.

When Song Pingqing was a minor, the documents that Xu Jinmei signed for her totaled two feet thick.

"Difficult?" Song Pingqing didn't understand why Xu Jinmei asked this. He thought for a moment before answering, "Does the college entrance examination count?"

College entrance examination? Xu Jinmei didn’t believe it.

Is the college entrance examination a big deal for you, Song Pingqing?

So Xu Jinmei sighed softly and asked, "Mom, I want to ask why you didn't come back for the New Year? Have you encountered something difficult to solve again?"

"I'm going back." Song Pingqing realized that his decision had caused misunderstandings among his family members, and he quickly explained.

"There are too many people at home, so it's bound to be noisy. I'm going to take exams this year, so I'd like some quiet time while I'm reviewing papers."

"In just two weeks of vacation, forty papers were assigned."

Although there are many papers on New Year’s Day, they are ultimately just exercises in the form of papers.

This time it’s different, this time it’s really a simulation of the college entrance examination paper.

I can’t finish it, I can’t finish it at all.

Hearing that there was so much homework, Xu Jinmei nodded: "When are you going to come back?"

"I'll be back on New Year's Eve and leave on the third day of the New Year. If I only have three days off, I won't have to bring the test papers home."

Song Pingqing felt that his words were a bit stiff, so he continued: "Fortunately, you have arranged enough servants for the old house, otherwise I would not be able to come back to live here."

"You're not coming back for your birthday?" Xu Jinmei couldn't help feeling a little disappointed. "You haven't celebrated your birthday at home for two years. Even if you just come back for a meal, that's fine."

Song Pingqing thought about it and agreed: "Then I will go back at noon."

Going home at noon would not affect her calling Murong Xue in the morning or evening.

Hearing that Song Pingqing did not refuse, Xu Jinmei finally breathed a sigh of relief: "Okay, if you are not comfortable living there, you can go home at any time."

How can a child grow up just like that?

Xu Jinmei always felt that her life had just begun to shine, but her daughter grew up so beautifully. When she turned around, she found that the stage was already dominated by young people.

Xu Jinmei couldn't help but remind him again: "I'll give you a contact number. If you are tired from studying, ask someone to go to your home and give you a beauty massage to relax you."

Song Pingqing smiled and said lazily, "Then I am so lucky. Just thinking about it makes me feel comfortable."

High-end VIPs often enjoy the simplest service method - door-to-door service.

It was just like she had lived in the Murong family for more than ten years.

"Your grandma is still thinking about making you a stewed goose in an iron pot. When she's done, I'll have someone send it to you."

"besides......"

Song Pingqing did not interrupt Xu Jinmei's concern and waited until Xu Jinmei had said enough before hanging up the phone.

Some people, on the surface, live outside for a quiet life, but in fact, it is so that they can call Murong Xue as many times as possible in their free time.

Since Murong Xue left again after New Year's Day, her life has become even busier.

You have to complete enough credits and take enough papers. Even if you put off most of the company's work, you still need to deal with some company affairs from time to time.

The only hour left for Song Pingqing was the one hour that Murong Xue spent every morning after getting up, washing, and eating breakfast.

It has become Song Pingqing's daily routine to call Murong Xue at the right time every time.

Murong Xue: Lost the right to set the alarm.

Wu Qiming and Shen Ci: Lost the right to eat breakfast.

Are those things on the table food? No! They are clearly dog ​​food spread by these two people.

The aroma of the goose stewed in an iron pot cannot be transmitted overseas through the phone, but Murong Xue's request can be transmitted back from overseas.

"Chinese New Year is coming soon. My father and I will not be in the country this year. Please remember to visit grandma when you have time."

"I've already prepared it. I've made an appointment with grandma to visit her the day after tomorrow." Song Pingqing was spinning a pen like Murong Xue. "The day after tomorrow is the Little New Year. I'll go have dinner with grandma and come back later."

The main focus is on the parents of both sides, and neither side should be left behind.

Xiuxiu waited day and night and finally Song Pingqing came home.

As soon as Song Pingqing stepped into the house, Xiuxiu turned into a little cannonball and crashed into Song Pingqing's arms.

Oh my god, this child has been trained to be really sturdy by Zhuang Han.

Song Pingqing reached out and pulled Xiuxiu off him: "I haven't changed my clothes yet."

As soon as Song Qixiu was caught, he stuck to her again: "I don't care about this, I just want to stick with my sister~"

Song Pingqing glared at her and said, "Tie Tie also waited for me to change clothes first."

Xiuxiu blinked her eyes and wanted to put on a dramatic performance in front of Song Pingqing, and exaggeratedly and affectionately howled something like "Don't you love me anymore? Don't you want me? Why haven't you come to see me for so long?"

As a result, when my eyes turned, I suddenly saw the cute pendant on Song Pingqing's backpack.

Xiuxiu is not a real child. When she saw this inconsistent combination of styles, the first three words that flashed in her mind were: something is wrong.

Seeing Xiuxiu staring at the ornament on the backpack, Song Pingqing subconsciously reached out to cover it.

Xiuxiu: Haha, the case is solved. My grandma's sister has someone else outside~

Song·Bad Taste·Qi·Bad Heart·Xiu: "Sister, your pendant is so cute and beautiful~"

"Yeah, I think it looks good too." Song Pingqing stuffed the small pendant into the compartment of his backpack.

"Sister~" Song·Bad Taste·Qi·Bad Eyes·Xiu blinked and swayed in front of Song Pingqing, "Sister~Who gave that to you~"

"I bought it myself." Song Pingqing was telling the truth. He looked down at Xiuxiu without changing his expression or heartbeat. "Do you like it? If you like it, I'll ask someone to buy one for you too."

The hairs on Xiuxiu's back stood up in an instant: Oh no, it seems like there is murderous intent!

"But if you take this, the pocket money I prepared for you will be gone."

Xiuxiu immediately shouted loudly: "Sister, I was wrong!"

After all, Song Pingqing was definitely the one who gave her the most pocket money in the family. Was she just an ordinary sister? She was her God of Wealth grandmother!