A moment later joie wrote, "I don’t want my father to go to that place, too."

The child’s face has a fear of death. Song Qingcheng doubts whether she is too heavy and has no experience with children. Even though she still has one in her stomach, she opens her mouth again. "Aunt doesn’t want him to go. Your father must also want to watch you grow up. Don’t worry too much and live a good life. Every day will be less regrettable in retrospect."
Joie suddenly put her hand on Song Qingcheng’s belly, and her abdomen swelled slightly. The child’s hand was very small, and the orange light made people feel soft.
"Brother here?" Joie asked her
夜网论坛Song Qingcheng should then speak "may also be a sister"
Joie went on to write on her arm, "I like my brother so I can take him to play with me."
"Sister can’t play together?"
"Sister will cry"
Joie told Song Qingcheng, "erik has a sister. We play together. When his sister falls, she cries. erik’s mother also says he bullies her."
Song Qingcheng smiles "Maybe your sister is very strong."
Joie thought about it and wrote, "Then I can take my sister to play."
After writing this sentence, joie sketched on the back of her hand, "I will definitely study hard and earn a lot of money like my father, so that my father will not be so busy."
Song Qingcheng understood this sentence and nodded, "Then let your father help you choose a school to be a good student every day."
Joie hesitated for a moment and asked, "Can I stay with Dad?"
"…" Before Song Qingcheng gave an answer, joie wrote, "My grandparents and uncles are very kind to me, but I really want my parents not to come back. I want to be with my father."
He had a mother before.
When Dad married aun, he accompanied his mother to Australia.
Later, his mother sent him back to Nancheng, but promised to pick him up soon, and he would usually contact him. But now his mother has lost a lot of things, and he still doesn’t understand it, but he is hesitant and afraid of his father, so he will leave him alone and worry about being excluded from his father’s new life.
Joie’s special life experience has not been forgotten by Song Qingcheng.
If joie is really Yu Tingchuan’s son, it is easier to deal with some problems, so joie is just Yu Tingchuan’s nephew Fu Min who already knows the truth, even if he is lying in the hospital.
I have to consider what attitude Fu Min will have when I leave my child in Nancheng for care.
Song Qingcheng thinks like this and feels that it is difficult to be childish at every step. A husband should pay for a woman and she should not be hurt too much.
She looked down and found that joie had fallen asleep next to her.
The rain continues outside.
Looking at the child’s simple and peaceful sleep, Yan Song’s whole finger touched his slightly open mouth, thinking about it in his mind, is it so cute after he and Yu Tingchuan’s child fall asleep?
Song Qingcheng took the mobile phone and sent a text message telling Yu Tingchuan that joie would be in the master bedroom tonight.
Soon Yu Tingchuan replied to the text message "Be careful to catch cold in this weather."
Very simple, but let Song Qingcheng warm his heart.
"Yes," she typed, "joie just told me I want to stay with my father."
Song Qingcheng thinks this matter is very important, even if it comes from the child’s mouth, she didn’t tell Yutingchuan seriously because she didn’t decide whether the child would stay or not, and because she knew that the problem was difficult, Yu Mu and the two families would be better off telling him what they thought now.
As soon as the mobile phone screen lights up, new messages come in.
Yu Tingchuan "Ok, I know"
Song Qingcheng looked at this reply inexplicably and practically, probably because she was impressed that Yutingchuan had always been an activist. He didn’t like to talk big, but once he promised, he could do it in the end.
He said that if he knew, he would definitely be able to handle joie’s problem well.
Song Qingcheng woke up at seven o’clock the next day.
Joie is still asleep next to her.
The child’s head is buried in her shoulder, and the warm breath sprays her ears. It’s also unheard of for the whole Song Dynasty. Although I took care of my little cousin before, I didn’t sleep in the same bed like this, which made her feel very calm and peaceful this morning.
Thought of have to learn the whole song dynasty or called the child to get up.
Lao Zhao sent someone to the school gate and missed the first class at almost half past ten.
Song Qingcheng asked Lao Zhao to send the child to the funeral home and drive into No.3 Middle School.
She didn’t forget to say goodbye to joie in front of the car door
Joie lay down on the back window edge and watched Song Qingcheng go away. Then she took the seat ipad and typed a line. She held the ipad and talked about most of her body to Lao Zhao. "aun is very kind to me and I like her."
Lao Zhao smiled at the child and said, "You aun are really a good man."
Section 352
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This afternoon, the whole city of Song Dynasty thought that it was going to be a funeral for Yu Lao, and no longer planned to go to the funeral parlour early in the last self-study class.
After the sixth class, she wants Lao Zhao to pick herself up first.
Song Qingcheng left the classroom and went to a secluded place. The phone rang first to show that it was a Nancheng landline number.
These two days, it’s mostly from the funeral home. Song Qingcheng picked it up.
"Hello, is this Yu Jing’s family?"
Words that female let the whole song some familiar.
Before she remembered who it was, the other party said, "I’m Yu Jing, the class leader. She just fought with her classmates. The school has a very bad influence. I hope you will come to Yuanwei. The parents of the other party have already driven you to school. If you don’t come, this matter can’t be coordinated."
The squad leader finished talking and turned the microphone to Yujing’s hand. Yujing whispered, "Can you come to school, Qingcheng? I don’t want my mother to know that she can’t get away now."
"Who did you fight with?" Song Qingcheng asked
"… MuHeng language"
Song Qingcheng didn’t continue to ask, "Wait for me as soon as possible."
Hang up and go back to the classroom to get the bag.
Because she visited her class at noon, an elderly person passed away, and the classmates knew it, leaving now did not cause much movement.
At about 4: 30 in the afternoon, the taxi stops at the gate of Yuanwei School.
Song Qingcheng paid the money and pushed the door and car.
It’s not difficult to find the teaching building after studying here. Knocking on the door of the teacher’s office at a glance, I can see that Yu Jing is sitting on the pestle wall, and her face is not very good. There is also a dignified woman sitting at the desk of the squad leader, looking at the young temperament but with charm, and putting a paper cup in front of her.
Hearing the door open, the woman turned to look at it.
Song city steps a faint look at women once thought that one day I would see her again, but the mother didn’t expect it to be this way.
Please don’t turn when starting!
Chapter 353 It’s a pity that my mother died early.
Song Guan and Mu Guyue brought joie to Nancheng yesterday.
I came here because of Muheng language.
Mu Muyu insisted on marrying Ji Liangcheng at first. Mu Xinan didn’t agree with Mu Muyu at first. He was too young to understand the meaning of marriage. Naimuyu’s death forced him to almost watch the news. Considering the bad influence, Ji Muyu and Ji Liangcheng agreed to register Mu Muyu with Ji Liangcheng abroad until Mu Muyu reached the age of ten.
After registering in Washington, Jiliang City moved in to live with Mu Xinan’s family. On weekdays, although Muheng language is occasionally arrogant, it is regarded as a child’s mind, and it is still a little tricky. Whoever wants to follow Jiliang City back to China will cause a lot of things.

Brother, let’s join hands together

Fang Yun eyes flashing. What he needs most now is genuine support. Fortunately, however, this is just a static sword curtain. Otherwise, the sword light keeps flowing, so he can’t afford it.
Brother, let’s join hands together …
A strong budo, seeing Fang Yun, just spoke, only to feel the flash of shua in front of him, and the other party disappeared.
This … turned out to be a master!
The man was dazed, and it took him a long time to turn around.
Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding!
Sharp and unparalleled firm but gentle, one after another bombarded the dusty world clock. Every blow has the same strength, and it has the power of thousands of horses, which is unmatched.
Fang Yun hid in the clock of heaven and earth, only to feel the whole body shaking. That strong vibration almost scattered the whole body skeleton. If it weren’t for the combination of the Five Pr ison Bones Emperor, I’m afraid I would be injured just a few times.
Strong shock wave impact, let Fang Yun have a kind of incarnation boat, in the storm, the feeling of sharp bumps. The whole body qi is also extracted and absorbed at an incredible speed.
What a terrible power!
Fang Yun secretly disturb. He is now only able to cultivate the five products of Tian Chong, but he can’t reach the point where he can quickly absorb the true qi from many planes of vanity and instantly replenish the consumption of the true qi . In other people, there is a universal clock, and now it is dead. But Fang Yun abruptly resisted.
bang!
Fang Yun long breath, rolling the true qi, immediately from the puppet body, take out. Fill the true qi in an instant.
The bell body trembled at the sound of om The blue sword curtain disappears. Fang Yun finally wore this sword curtain.
In a short moment, in Fang Yun’s perception. It is extremely long.
Good magic weapon, incredibly can block bronze sword curtain! It’s really a waste of time for a strong man who can use these instruments. Let us use them!
Yin zhi’s voice, Fang Yun’s head, black robe bulging, big sleeves open, like a huge night bird. Fang Yun looked up and saw a pair of sen’s cold eyes, as if to pierce Fang Yun.
Yin and Yang go against the chaos!
The sleeve robe was opened, and a black paw, full of evil spirits, came out from the sleeve robe. I saw the palm, a pat in the void, and there was a stream of true qi, which was divided into black and white, and separated from its sleeve. A spin in the void, immediately bear fire transpiration, roll to Fang Yun.
Hum!
Fang Yun only felt that the world was dark, as if he were in an endless darkness. And over the night, in January, the sky shines, red as fire and white as silver. At the moment of staring, there is an invisible force, as if to peel off the soul and inhale it.
Don’t dare to show off in front of me!
Fang Yun nu smile, eyes flashing, dark void, immediately broken. This fighter who uses the way of Yin and Yang’s rebellion leans out with one hand, only a few inches away from Baihui point above his head.
I dare to break ground on my head, and I will send you to the West today!