If Song Pingqing knew what Xiuxiu was thinking, he would have to educate her and let her understand why the flowers are so red.

It's a pity that she doesn't have the ability to read minds.

Murong Xue heard what Old Lady Song said while she was still half asleep, and she sat up straight all of a sudden: "It's okay, I can still hold on."

"Why are you trying to stay up late?" Song Pingqing was annoyed when he saw that she was still trying to stay up late. He took her hand and walked upstairs, "Just wait until after midnight!"

Murong Xue tried to resist: "Play a few rounds of mahjong and you will sober up."

I finally got to Song Pingqing's home to celebrate the New Year, so how could I not experience the completely different customs and habits?

"They play mahjong for fun, but you play mahjong to count the cards in everyone's hand."

Let’s just forget about Murong Xue’s terrifying calculation speed.

In the end, Song Pingqing took the man upstairs to sleep.

The two of them left arguing with each other in front of everyone.

Xiuxiu continued to eat melon seeds: You two really don't avoid people, that's why your parents and grandparents don't think about it that way at all.

If any of the elders present here have a more open mind, they will definitely realize that there are pink bubbles between these two people.

"It's better for children to grow up together." Xu Jinmei sat down with melon seeds in her hand. "They can do everything in pairs. They can have a companion."

Xiuxiu was standing next to him, and her lips twitched when she heard this: "Mom? What companion? An old companion?"

Some people's mouths were harder than the roast duck on the New Year's Eve dinner table. They thought they could play a few games of mahjong to wake themselves up downstairs, but in fact they fell asleep as soon as they went upstairs. Even Song Pingqing changed their pajamas.

Those words that were interrupted and unfinished never found the chance to be spoken again.

It’s just that some things don’t need to be said so clearly.

Murong Xue likes the atmosphere of the Song family. The noise and the smell of fireworks are only one aspect, but the most fundamental reason is that this is Song Pingqing's home and these people are Song Pingqing's family.

She is not a sickly and paranoid person who would forcibly separate Song Pingqing from her family for her own selfish desires.

On the contrary, she actually wanted to fit in and experience a different family atmosphere.

She understood the difficulties Song Pingqing had faced in laying the groundwork for a long time, and was willing to take advantage of appropriate opportunities to express her own views.

Murong Xue was sleeping soundly with half of her face buried in the quilt. Song Pingqing was leaning against the bed, staring at her sleeping face and patting her gently.

Although this person is tough and arrogant, she is not incapable of expressing love. All her love is integrated into her actions.

Some people can't stand this kind of love style, but Song Pingqing enjoys it very much.

After all, Song Pingqing is not a child who needs to be coaxed to move forward. When words and actions are compared together, the love expressed in behavior is more important and more sincere.

The atmosphere in the Song family was very relaxed. Murong Xue stayed there until the sixth day of the first lunar month before returning to work with Song Pingqing.

When they came, they were full of bags, and when they left, they all turned into flesh on their bodies.

When the Song family's chef cooks, he focuses more on what the host family likes to eat and what they request to cook, and he doesn't pay much attention to health.

As long as it tastes good, we’ll be willing to use more oil and ingredients.

So the Song family’s dining table is truly a typical dining table of a nouveau riche family.

There were a lot of fish and meat.

Murong Xue had stomach problems within two days, but she was too embarrassed to say that she was constipated.

Looking at her ugly face when she came out of the bathroom, Song Pingqing suddenly realized.

When the housekeeper came to ask what to eat in the evening, Song Pingqing said bluntly: "From today on, make at least three light vegetarian dishes for every meal every day."

"Oh, my baby actually likes to eat vegetarian food now." Xu Jinmei teased.

"It's not that I don't like to eat vegetarian food, it's just that the food I've eaten these days is too meaty." Facing Xu Jinmei's teasing, Song Pingqing rubbed his stomach and said, "I'm starting to get constipated."

Murong Xue, who was playing with Xiu Xiu not far away, froze for a moment.

Xiuxiu saw it all and complained in her heart: My nanny is really taking the blame for everything now.

Xiuxiu: She never raised her children so carefully before.

It really makes Xiu "jealous" (crossed out) and satisfied.

Xu Jinmei nodded and said, "Okay, then I'll make you a glass of cabbage juice later?"

After saying that, he turned to look at Murong Xue: "Xue'er, do you want a drink?"

Murong Xue turned around, wanting to say something but feeling embarrassed.

Song Pingqing understood immediately and said, "She doesn't like the taste. Mom, please squeeze a big cup for me and I'll take it back to my room and drink it slowly."

[Squeeze a large cup and bring it back to the room to drink together. ]

Xu Jinmei understood immediately that this was because the girl was too shy to show it, so she nodded immediately: "Okay, I'll cut you some more fruit."

In this way, the mother and daughter tacitly agreed to prepare special meals for her and took care of her, which saved Murong Xue's stomach, who was very proud.

Otherwise you will end up in the hospital.

Song Pingqing looked up at the sky: Being in love with a tsundere is like this, sometimes it feels like breastfeeding a baby, you have to keep an eye on everything.

Although there are vegetarian dishes, those big fish and meat are no joke.

By the sixth day of the first lunar month, when the two left the Song family, each of them had gained four or five pounds.

"You should eat a light diet these days." Murong Xue didn't have any anxiety about her weight, but she really didn't like to listen to her family doctor's nagging. "Control it."

After all, once the Lantern Festival is over, the family health service team will come to their homes to check their health.

Song Pingqing calculated the time: "Okay, I'll arrange it."

It is okay to eat secretly and it is also okay to drink secretly.

But it’s best not to go too far, lest the family health service team cannot bear it and report it to President Murong Ba.

After leaving the Song family, Murong Xue's ears suddenly became quiet, and she was actually a little uncomfortable.

"It would be great if the New Year celebrations could be this lively in the future."

Song Pingqing was unsure of the direction of the future and didn't dare to respond. He just said, "It's rare that you don't want to hide away."

"There is a lot of quiet time, and it feels good to have a lively time like this occasionally."

I hope everyone can be more accepting, so that even if things come to a head in the future, we can still be a happy family.

When they arrived at the intersection and waited for the traffic light, Song Pingqing squeezed Murongxue's soft hand and said, "By the way, there is something I want to discuss with you."

I actually used the word "discuss" with her?

Murong Xue was a little unhappy, but she still patiently said, "You say."

"When the weather gets warmer, I want to arrange a comprehensive physical examination for my parents and grandparents."

It is best to find out the physical condition of your family members before you confront them, to avoid any sudden high blood pressure causing trouble.

"Okay." Murong Xue pulled her hand back and took out her phone. "I'll pass the contact information to your assistant and let her arrange it."

Song Pingqing looked at his right hand which was suddenly empty: No? What did I do wrong?

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