MTL - The Villain’s Mother

Song Ting has a habit. Every time he comes back from a business trip, he will always find a way to spend a few days with his son. This is no exception.

The next day, I heard that the uncle, the mother of Song Tingshen’s return, called and invited the family to go to dinner.

My uncle was still uneasy before calling. "Song Tingshen will definitely come with Wang Zi, but will Xia Xia come along?"

I don’t blame my father for being so embarrassed. It’s really too few and too few times. The Song Ting Shen will occasionally bring the children to dinner. On the contrary, their biological daughters are difficult to see several times a year, and neighbors have jokes. After them, Song Ting Shen looks more like their son, Xia Xia is their daughter-in-law, or the kind of bad relationship.

Whether it is the uncle or the aunt, it is impossible to control the summer, and the daughter has more opinions than them. It seems that from a very young age, all the big and small affairs in the family are the daughter's final say.

After the marriage between Xia and Song Ting, the living standards of the uncle and aunt were greatly improved. They moved from the dilapidated small house to the big house, and they did not have to pay for living expenses every month. Although Xia Xia was not very close to her parents. But every month, I will also pay five or six thousand dollars on time to their cards.

Five or six thousand is not much for Xiaxia, but for the aunt and aunt, the daily expenses are more than enough, and they can still be very chic.

Even if it is against her own daughter, now they are relying on their daughters at a young age. The uncle and the aunt are not convinced in front of the summer.

My aunt is also skeptical at this moment. "A few days ago, my attitude towards summer and summer softened. We parents, always hope that our children have a good life. Since she has this idea, we have to help. she was."

Although I don’t know if my daughter is sympathetic...

"In fact, Song Tingshen is really very good. He is the big boss of a listed company, but every time he comes to us, I am very gracious," my uncle's impression of the son-in-law is still very good. "I don't know why summer and summer don't like it." he."

My aunt doesn't know what the daughter and the son-in-law are all about, but the relationship seems to be very common in the past few years. She used to ask her daughter, but her daughter said very coldly that she didn't have to take care of her.

The uncle gave a call to Song Ting, and also called Xiaoxia. After doing all this, he and the aunt took the basket and went out to buy food.

Song Tingshen’s impression of his uncle’s aunt was also good. Although he did not really regard them as parents, the surface kung fu was still in place, and at least no one in him could make mistakes.

"I am driving or are you driving?" Xia Xia changed clothes, made a beautiful makeup, went downstairs and looked at the father and son.

Song Tingshen still had some accidents. She actually went with them today, but her expression was still as calm as before. "You drive."

Seeing that Song Ting Shen had carried a box of fruit in the car, Xia Xia had a better evaluation of him.

Let's not say anything else. His son-in-law is really good for his father-in-law and his mother-in-law. The original owner will pay the parents a living fee every month. On the holidays, Song Tingshen has not mentioned anything in the past. In the New Year, he will also give his father-in-law. Baohongbao, the number of red envelopes is not small, so that the aunt is envious of relatives and friends every year. Everyone says that the aunt is a rare and blessed person. She has never been to work. She used to rely on her husband and now she relies on her daughter. With the son-in-law, the days are better than anyone else.

In the aspect of giving the original parents and the original owner money, Song Tingshen has always been a very generous person. The man who has money and generosity in this year is at least not arrogant.

The arrival of a family of three made the family a lot more lively.

My uncle and my mother are not happy, I want to know that this family of three will come together only in the New Year.

After Song Tingshen moved the fruit from the car and did not rest, he went to the kitchen to fight for his uncle.

When the aunt gave the summer and the Wangzi squeezed the juice, she pretended to inadvertently said: "Wang's father is really diligent, and every time he comes over, he will help your father to cook together."

"Oh." He ate the cut watermelon in the summer, and sat on the sofa with Wang Zi, sitting cross-legged on the sofa, watching the TV series without any psychological burden.

Auntie wants to talk more about the good things of the son-in-law, but she also knows what kind of character her daughter is. She is afraid that she will be disgusted when she talks more. She can only sigh and take a small bench to pick vegetables on the balcony.

In fact, what kind of psychology is the aunt, you can see through it at a glance.

Parents, always hope that their children can live a harmonious life, but they are destined to disappoint these two old people. She has no idea to become a loving couple with Song Ting. Song Tingshen also has no idea. They have no idea of ​​each other, just want to be A pair of plastic couples.

In the kitchen, Song Ting Shen was helping his uncle to fight. Although he had today's results, he also worked hard from scratch. Song Ting looked at his extravagance, but in fact his past life and wealthy words did not match. Above.

Song Tingshen lost his parents at a very young age. From the beginning of elementary school, he lived a life under the fence. At a young age, he tasted the warmth and warmth, so he learned an independent life early.

The children are still more aspire to the outside world. Song House is a small villa. There are not many children in the villa area. Therefore, during the summer vacation, there is no one to play in Wangzi. He likes to come to his grandparents’ house. Now the community is also built in the past few years, cost-effective, the community is particularly crowded, coupled with the opening of the second child, downstairs can meet many children everywhere.

These two days are not too hot. After lunch, Wang Zi will go down to play with his friends. My uncle and aunt will look at him tightly, especially after a child has lost near a while ago. Where to go, they follow, and never let the children leave their sights.

"Mom, do you want to go out with me to play?" Wang Zixiao fat man holding his new toy, ready to show off the buds with the community partners, when changing sandals, could not help but look at lying阮 summer playing cell phone on the sofa.

Xia Xia waved his hand. "I am very tired, I will not go. Go, listen to my grandparents, don't run around."

Little fat man has some regrets. "Well, you are also at home, listening to your father."

Xia Xia: "..."

However, my uncle and aunt took the children out to play, and the family was really only left with Shen Shen.

Summer is very hot, even if I change my body now, in the summer, she can't wait to stay in the air-conditioned room every day.

Lying in the air-conditioned room, playing with a mobile phone brush, Weibo, eating watermelon, isn’t it delicious?

She has no feelings about being completely alone with Song Ting.

Let's just say that she did not exist in Song Ting, and Song Ting Shen estimated that when she was in the air, the two did not bother each other and had a good understanding.

When Weibo was always finished, when Xia Xia had nothing to do, he turned on the TV to search for the movie or TV drama she wanted to watch, and turned it over to a horror film.

This is simply a summer heat artifact.

Xixia is a little excited, she is not afraid to watch horror movies, but there are very few really good-looking movies. If the horror film is filmed, it will look better than most movies and TV shows. She took a deep look at Song Ting and saw him concentrate on seeing him. Tablet, out of courtesy, she still asked: "Do you mind watching TV?"

Song Ting did not lift his head. "I don't mind."

Think about it too, people like him will not be disturbed by the outside world.

Because of this answer, Xia Xia did not have the burden of pressing the play button.

Pulling up the curtains, holding the pillow, the hand is a happy fat house, the coffee table is a watermelon and snacks, she adjusted the most comfortable sitting posture, began to devote herself to the film.

The horror film's ability to render the atmosphere is superb, with flustered background music and sounds...

Song Tingshen felt that his eyes were a little tired. He just raised his head and prepared to let his eyes rest. He was on the terrible face of the female ghost on the TV screen.

If he noticed him at this time, he would see that Song Ting’s breathing suddenly became rushed.