grab that pudding

After a certain giant dog finally stabilized, Song Huan led him to Little Pudding's room.

Chang Cheng followed behind, rubbing his hands in excitement.Regarding getting back my daughter-in-law, I was already so happy to sing "Grateful Heart", but I didn't expect that before the prelude was finished, I smashed a big cookie, and my daughter-in-law gave birth to a cute and smart son.For such a status quo, Changcheng is already very satisfied.

But now, telling Little Pudding about the matter actually shows that Huanhuan has completely let go of the past and accepted herself completely, and the last barrier between them has finally been pushed.

Song Huan stopped at the door, took a deep breath, then turned his head and glanced at Chang Cheng.

A warm kiss fell instantly, making people feel warm and at ease.

Little Pudding has been lying on the bed and reading the picture book for a long time. The words are not difficult, and he can probably understand them.

There was a knock on the door, and then a familiar voice: "Can Dad come in?"

Little Pudding became frightened when he grumbled, and the book was pushed to the side of the pillow, and he replied seriously: "Yes~"

As soon as Song Huan entered the door, he saw his son sitting upright by the bed with his back straight, his head raised, and looking at the person who came in earnestly, with a kind of enigmatic seriousness.

If it wasn't for the unwashed toothpaste foam on the corner of his mouth.

With a "puchi", Song Huan finally couldn't hold back his laughter, "Son, why are you more nervous than me."

Little Pudding blushed from this laugh, but still puffed out his mouth and said, "Father! How can you be so serious!"

Originally, I was still a little bit, but I couldn't be serious when I saw your small appearance.Song Huan thought so in his heart, but he didn't dare to say it out.

"Okay, okay. Come on, baby, let's talk." Song Huan moved the small chair by the bed and sat down.

Chang Cheng followed Song Huan and sat on another small chair.

I don't know when, there were two chairs beside Pudding's bed.

A brown bear is pasted on one chair, and Cony the rabbit is pasted on another chair.From the hands of Little Pudding.

"Son, do you know where you came from?"

Little Pudding thought for a while, and said: "I know, it was broadcast on TV, I came out of my mother's belly~"

Although it is not very clear, and it was not mentioned in detail on TV, Little Pudding still knows that the little baby grows up in the mother's womb, grows bigger and bigger, and then comes out when the time comes.The aunt on TV has a big and round belly, which looks like a balloon that is about to explode at any time.

So when I see my aunt with a big belly on the road, Little Pudding will carefully avoid it a little bit. Although he is curious, he is even more afraid that he will accidentally puncture the balloon.This is where things go wrong.

Song Huan's heart is a bit complicated. Although he has never fooled his son with the words "you picked it up from the ravine", and some scientific popularization will be shown to children, but when it comes to the word "mother", it is still It's kind of... a weird feeling.

"Cough," Song Huan cleared his throat, "Here, Song Bingxi, do you think you are a very smart and unique kid? In kindergarten, do you feel that you are particularly different?"

Like the beginning of a street sales pitch.

Chang Cheng behind him wants to laugh, my wife is so cute~

"...Dad, I'm quite smart, so don't use such silly words..."

Song Huan raised his hand like a hair: "Little friend, I allow you to withdraw the first half of the sentence."

Little Pudding grimaced.

"..." Song Huan pinched his son's face in relief: "Okay, I'm talking about business. This is how things go. Generally speaking, babies come out after living in their mother's womb for ten months But, your father, me, and you are not ordinary people."

"You came out of my stomach."

"Hey! Can daddy have babies too?" Little Pudding asked curiously.

Song Huan nodded seriously: "Although I don't know it very well, your father and I do have this skill."

"Ah! Dad, your belly is like a balloon!"

"……Yes……"

"Oh~"

"So, your wish may come true."

Little Pudding tilted his head and said suspiciously: "But isn't the mother who gave birth to the baby?"

"...This," Song Huan paused, "Son, generally speaking, mothers are women. As for me, I'm a blue boy like you, so I'm your father."

Little Pudding was a little disappointed, let out a small "oh", then lowered his head.

Song Huan continued: "Although you don't have a mother, you have two fathers. Isn't it a loss?"

"You were born by me and your other father. Hey, no, I married another father, and then I had you, and then you came out of my stomach."

Little Pudding opened his bright eyes, looking at Song Huan in surprise.

"Well, the other dad, can you come out and introduce yourself?" Song Huan finished speaking, smiling and looking at Chang Cheng next to him.

Chang Cheng, who has been in the shopping mall for several years, has never been very nervous, but now he is so nervous that he wants to shake his legs.

Of course, there was an element of excitement too.

"Little Pudding", Chang Cheng's voice was a little tense, but he relaxed after saying three words: "I am your other father."

"O!" Little Pudding's face was filled with disbelief. Uncle turned into my father!

Chang Cheng's throat was a little dry, and his hands on his knees were bent.

And after being unbelievable, Little Pudding's "bulingbuling" eyes were filled with a layer of joy.

"Really?!" Little Pudding opened his mouth into an O shape, looked at Chang Cheng, and then turned to Song Huan.

Song Huan nodded to him with a smile: "Yes."

"I have two dads! I have two dads!~" Little Pudding got up excitedly, jumped up and down on the bed, jumping higher each time.

The two looked at each other, Song Huan put his hand on Chang Cheng's, and Chang Cheng held it tightly, interlocking his fingers.

After jumping on the trampoline, Little Pudding has bright eyes.

Putting her little hands on her short legs sitting cross-legged, a thin layer of blush appeared on her face. When she looked at Chang Cheng, she felt a little shy, and said in a low voice, "Then I want to call you Uncle Daddy." ?"

The hand holding Song Huan tightened its grip.

Song Huan said with a smile: "If you want."

Little Pudding turned to Chang Cheng without hesitation, and yelled crisply: "Father~"

"Yeah!" Chang Cheng Yingde was firm and swift, and his eyes were filled with a gleam that had never been seen before in winning a competition or signing a case.

"Dad!" Little Pudding yelled even louder, repeating excitedly: "Dad! Dad! Dad..."

Chang Cheng opened his other hand, Little Pudding understood instantly, and threw himself into his arms like a rag doll.

"Dad~ I have another dad~ Dad~ I think I am happier than eating a lot of puddings and ice creams! I am very happy~" The little pudding was like a little sparrow, twittering in Changcheng's arms .

Chang Cheng kissed the little pudding's soft and furry head, and said in a low voice, "Father is also very happy, very happy, very happy."

Little Pudding sat on Chang Cheng's lap and dangled his calf, his eyes were crooked with smiles, he looked at Chang Cheng for a while, Song Huan for a while, and laughed again for a while.

After a while, Song Huan asked: "The little pudding has no mother, but only two fathers, is that okay?"

Little Pudding tilted his head and thought about it, father + mother = 2, father + father = 2.

So I said happily: "Yes~ Although I don't have a mother, I have two fathers~" And my father and uncle...ah, it's my father and my father, they are super nice to me~ My father will play puzzles with me , and secretly take me to eat ice cream~

After returning to the bed, Chang Cheng hugged Song Huan domineeringly with his whole body: "Baby, how are you..."

Song Huan hummed: "Hmph~ you only know me now, okay?"

Chang Cheng smiled and said: "My baby has always been very good. Now it is getting better every day, so I love you more and more every day. There is no upper limit and no limit to love you. I love you when I am 30 years old. , I love you more when I’m 40, and I love you so much when I’m 80 and 90.”

The deep voice has an irresistible charm, and the words are coquettish love words, and the hot breath is on Song Huan's neck, which is hot and itchy, making the heart tremble.

What a pity for you, Song Huan, you can't hold back such plain love words.While thinking, Song Huan couldn't help writhing in Chang Cheng's arms like a caterpillar.

Chang Cheng took a deep breath.

"That's your son anyway." Song Huan knew why Chang Cheng was so happy.

What Lele muttered last time suddenly popped up in her mind: "Huanhuan, little pudding grew up from nothing, and was afraid of going away when he was born and grew up. Now he is lively and clever. It's all because of your hard work these years Brought it out, it took a lot of effort to educate it, and now that Changcheng has popped up, I picked up a big deal, hum! You don’t need him to change diapers and coax the children, just picked up a good and smart baby for nothing. Buy One get one free, he really makes money!"

Lele is a straightforward big boy who never bends around, says what he has to say, and is happy and unrestrained.When these words are spoken from other people's mouths, people may pay attention to them, but when they are spoken from him, there is a sense of openness.

What's more, the two of them are really nice, and Lele is really thinking about him.

It is always said that there are too many social routines, people need to be mature and tactful, think more about what they say, talk less and do more.However, because of this, there are fewer and fewer people who are honest and sincere, and fewer and fewer people who tell the truth. Everyone has become mature and socialized.

But, is this really happy?

How many people live their entire lives without being free.

Therefore, sincere and free-spirited people like Lele can't help but get closer, want to see the pure and natural world in his eyes, and listen to his free and joyful voice.

"To be honest, it's impossible to have no selfishness at all." Song Huan couldn't help laughing at himself, "I've been watering and fertilizing Little Pudding since he was so young. When the weather is fine, let him bask in the sun. It's raining. Well, move him into the house. It’s hard to raise him, and now you’re here.”

"However, I thought from a very early age that Little Pudding does not belong to me alone. You are his other father. And Little Pudding also has the right to know his relatives. So I never thought about keeping it secret. He, it's just... a matter of time."

"It's a big deal, why don't you water the flowers and fertilize more in the future, I'll take more rest and take it as the accumulated vacations over the past few years, you should work harder~ Little Pudding's father. It is said that seven or eight-year-old dogs are disgusting, you have to prepare alright……"

After Song Huan finished speaking, she continued to lean firmly on the humanoid cushion.

"Baby, I absolutely saved the galaxy in my previous life, so I can meet you."

"Mm...Mr. Chang, you don't have to be too modest~" Song Huan scratched Chang Cheng's palm, "Mr. Chang, he is tall, handsome, and smart. Playing various sports, you can play in the kitchen. You can also take your son to play upside down. I also saved the galaxy, so I got you in my pocket."

Chang Cheng gnawed at the daughter-in-law in his arms, and said, "Well, we might have been partners in the previous life, and we conquered the stars and the sea together."

Song Huan was itchy from being bitten, and couldn't help twisting, but this movement... "Changcheng!"

"Hey, daughter-in-law, here I am!"

"You!—" The two bodies were tightly pressed together, and if there was any change, of course they would be noticed soon.

Chang Cheng's claws lingered restlessly around Song Huan's waist, while he said frankly: "Holding my favorite fragrant and soft daughter-in-law, and listening to her earnestly praise me, my heart is full of joy."

"I don't know if your heart is full of anger, but it's true that your little brother is full of excitement."

"Baby, don't you know the best? It will take some time before it blooms..."

"You, stop your hands first... Well, your mouth... Son, I just fell asleep, you will wait..."

"It's okay, he's fast asleep. Today he is happy and sleeps very soundly. Next is the time for our adults..."

Intermittent voices, muffled down from the bed, light for a while, intertwined for a while, fluttering with the wind for a while, like a cloud for a while...

The voice tried to keep it small, but it was still full of affection.

The agreed time is 7:15 pm, and there are [-] minutes to go out.

"Changcheng, is it really okay to wear this? How about I change my shirt and look more formal..."

"No, no, no, Huanhuan, you look great dressed like this, full of energy, and look very energetic!"

"It's the first time we met, it's not good to dress so casually, I always feel that you are not reliable. There is still time, I'd better change my shirt..."

"Huanhuan, we're not going for an interview, we're just having a home-cooked meal with my grandma, so don't be nervous..."

Chang Cheng summoned Pudding who was perseveringly tinkering with diamond building blocks in the living room: "Little Pudding, take a look, isn't Daddy pretty?"

When Little Pudding received Chang Cheng's hint, he nodded immediately: "It looks great! Daddy, you look so chic in this! Dad is not as handsome as you!"

"...Son, you are very dedicated to your work."

Little Pudding hurriedly threw the pot: "No way! Dad, you have always been so good-looking, and you are very handsome in everything you wear! I am a child, and children are not deceitful!"

Chang Cheng nodded approvingly, and then said: "That's right, my son said that you wear this beer spirit, so don't you believe our father's eyes. When you appear on the stage, it will definitely be refreshing!"

Little Pudding quickly stretched out his thumb and praised him.

Song Huan: ...

biological.

"Little Pudding, have you packed your Nutcracker blocks yet? Remember to take them."

"Okay~" Knowing that he was going to meet Changcheng's grandma and his great-grandmother this week, Little Pudding volunteered to bring a gift to the great-grandmother whom he had never met. Under Changcheng's leadership, he assembled a set of nutcracker diamond blocks.

I couldn't bear to stop after playing, and today I started to fight a huge pirate ship again.It is estimated that there must be a place to put this fragile item somewhere.

"Changcheng, did you put in the milk candy I made this morning? Don't forget."

"Report to the boss, put it away, it's in the bag in my left hand."

"Okay, let's go then."

"Received!" Chang Cheng was carrying two bags of things. In fact, there was still a pile of things in the car, but seeing Song Huan move like ants moving house, Chang Cheng felt that his daughter-in-law's earnest and nervous appearance was very cute, Just stop it at all, buy, buy, buy, take it with you, whatever the wife says.

Little Pudding ran ahead, and Chang Cheng lowered his head and whispered in Song Huan's ear, "Baby, don't be nervous. My grandma is very kind. Besides, I've told her that she likes you very much and always wants to see you .”

"Oh, I see."

As night fell, the villa was brightly lit. Song Huan held Chang Cheng's hand and followed Chang Cheng into it.

Under the warm yellow light stood an old lady in a shawl, with a gentle and elegant outline.

When it got closer, Song Huan was stunned.

Little Pudding called out crisply and familiarly: "Grandma~"

For a moment, Song Huan and the old lady looked at each other and laughed.

The old lady responded softly: "Hey, little pudding, did you come to see grandma? You should change your name to grandma."

Song Huan's uneasy heart immediately relaxed, and he couldn't help thinking, maybe this is fate.

Chang Cheng, who seemed to be on the wrong set: he looked bewildered.what happened?

The author has something to say:

Chang Cheng: Are you your real mother?Can't you check yourself?If you lose the chain at the critical moment, come to a bottle of arteries!

Mother: I don’t want to drop QAQ either. My mother hasn’t passed the third-year exam yet, so she doesn’t have a driver’s license yet. . .How about you wait?

Chang Cheng: In my lifetime? !

Mother: [Gripping claws] Don't worry, there will be bread, and there will be love.

Chang Cheng: I already have these two, thank you.

Song Huan: Changcheng, come here.

Chang Cheng: Good!Daughter-in-law, I'm coming!

Huanhuan is indeed his own QAQ