Six years later, she took three milk balls to blow up the world

Chapter 807 Bai Shao doesn’t want to have children

Back in the room, Song Jing finished washing up as quickly as possible, then pulled Bai Shao into the bedroom to prepare for the plan to have a baby.

Bai Shao was accustomed to Song Jing's enthusiasm for a long time, but thinking of the "tiredness" of the honeymoon these days, Bai Shao pushed Song Jing aside with a headache.

"We agreed to come back and rest for a few days, so don't make trouble."

"But grandpa asked us to give him a great-grandson as soon as possible, otherwise he will be envious of the Zhan family for having three little ones every day, and he won't be able to eat well."

"Having a baby?"

Bai Shao held Song Jing's hand that was about to move and widened his eyes: "I don't agree!"

"Don't agree?" Song Jing was immediately poured cold water on him and looked at Bai Shao in surprise: "Why? Don't you like the three little ones very much, and you often clamor to have a few children as cute as them?"

Bai Shao pushed Song Jing away and sat up, explaining patiently: "It's true that I like children, but we are still young. I want to live together for a few more years and wait until my career is stable to have children."

"But we're not too young, right?" Song Jing was a little depressed.

At the same age, Zhan Mochen has three children, and he can't even have one.

They are all human beings, so why are they so different?
Song Jing thought about it for a while, but still refused to give up, and advised Bai Shao: "We should have children when we should, and have children as early as possible while we are young. After giving birth, you will still be a beautiful little fairy, and you can do whatever you want. When the child is born, Grandpa’s wish has been fulfilled, and we are also a happy family of three, isn’t that good?”

Song Jing spoke so eloquently that Bai Shao's heart almost moved for a moment.

But she lowered her head for a moment and didn't know what she thought of. She still shook her head firmly: "But I just don't want to have children now. I hope you and grandpa can respect my ideas."

Bai Shao's voice was not high-pitched, and even surprisingly soft when she spoke, but Song Jing felt the danger intuitively.

He dared to say that if he continued to talk about having children, Bai Shao might have to fall out with him.

Song Jing could only swallow the rest of his words, and took Bai Shao into his arms again and coaxed: "Grandpa, he is old. It is normal to want a great-grandson. He just mentioned it so casually, and that's what I followed." Once you said it, I didn’t mean to force you to have a baby now.”

"Yes, I know, thank you husband."

Bai Shao felt better and snuggled into Song Jing's arms meekly, the sadness in her eyes flashed away.

Song Jing didn't see Bai Shao's eyes, but he could feel that Bai Shao was not in a good mood.

It seems that the topic of having children cannot be brought up again in a short time, and he has to find other ways to "outwit" it.

Song Jing thought about it silently in his mind for a moment, then hugged Bai Shao and lay back on the bed again, trying to coax: "I'm going to work in the group tomorrow, and you have to be busy too. Let's come back tonight... okay?"

"No, this is what I said before. Don't break your promise, or I will kick you out of the room!"

Bai Shao mercilessly strangled Song Jing's desire to be intimate, pulled the quilt and wrapped herself up.

Song Jing's face turned green. Is this considered retribution in this world?

Today at Zhan's house, he was still laughing at Zhan Mochen proudly. Now, it's his turn to be disliked by his wife.

It turns out that married men all over the world are treated the same way, and he was a little too proud before.

Song Jing sighed in his heart, leaned close to her, and took Bai Shao back into his arms: "Okay, okay, I won't tease you, and you can't drive me out."

Bai Shao breathed a sigh of relief: "As long as you don't act recklessly, I won't chase you away."

After saying that, she generously gave half of the quilt to Song Jing.

Song Jing hugged his wife's soft and fragrant body, feeling a little distracted, but he still restrained his impulse, closed his eyes and patted the white peony root: "Come, let me coax you to sleep."

"Ah."

Bai Shao quite liked the warm atmosphere where the two of them hugged each other and slept under the quilt, so she responded softly and closed her eyes.

But she didn't know why. After a while, she didn't feel sleepy at all.

My brain was extremely clear, and some messy pictures were flashing around in my mind, as if things I couldn't usually remember came out of my mind.Bai Shao tossed and turned in Song Jing's arms, and suddenly a flash of inspiration occurred. She remembered that she wanted to ask Song Jing something, but she almost forgot about it.

No wonder she couldn't sleep. It turned out that she still had this unsolved problem.

Bai Shao opened her eyes and poked Song Jing's face: "Honey, are you asleep?"

"You keep tossing and turning on me, do you think I can fall asleep?" Song Jing replied with his eyes closed, his tense forehead obviously showing patience.

Bai Shao instantly understood that he was playing with fire without knowing it, and quickly escaped from the quilt on his hands and knees. Only then did he dare to talk to Song Jing: "Husband, I want to ask you something, you must not be angry."

Song Jing's voice became a little duller: "Well, I'm not angry, you tell me."

"You, do you know where mom went?" Bai Shao hesitated again and again and asked cautiously.

There was silence in the air for a moment, and for a long time, Bai Shao could only hear her own breathing.

But soon, Song Jing's voice sounded again, but it was so calm that there was no waves: "I don't know. I haven't seen my mother since I was a child. My grandfather brought me up. He said that my parents died in accidents."

"Died unexpectedly?" Bai Shao thought thoughtfully, not seeming to believe it.

But Song Jing said so himself, so it was hard for her to ask too many questions.

Bai Shao nodded: "I understand, I'm sorry, husband, I shouldn't have poked your scar."

"It's not a scar, it's just a fact."

Song Jing calmly stretched out his hand to take the white peony root into his arms, and closed his eyes again: "Go to sleep, I am already very happy to have you by my side now."

"Well, I am also very happy."

Bai Shao kissed Song Jing on the cheek and snuggled into his arms obediently.

The two people hugged each other tightly like two abandoned people relying on each other, bringing comfort to each other in this late night.

……

The next day.

Song Jing and Bai Shao had breakfast with Mr. Song. Mr. Song really liked the excitement of having his grandchildren and grandsons by his side. When he was so happy, he even drank an extra bowl of porridge.

Bai Shao was very happy to see that Mr. Song was in a good mood, and did not intend to tell Mr. Song that she did not plan to have children for the time being.

After all, the old man was old and it was normal for him to want to see his great-grandson. As long as Mr. Song didn't tell her in front of her, she would pretend not to know.

After eating, Bai Shao took Song Jing to the backyard.

Song Jing was surprised: "Didn't you say you were going to the piano store? What were you doing in the backyard?"

"Just follow me and don't talk."

Bai Shao took Song Jing straight to the second room of the warehouse, passed with a face recognition, and then took out the key and opened the door.

Several walls of storage cabinets were built in the warehouse. As soon as the two entered, the sensor light was turned on directly, and everything in the cabinet was illuminated, with bright and dark lights flashing through the transparent glass door.

The Song family is a long-established family with profound heritage. This warehouse alone is comparable to a small exhibition hall.

Song Jing looked at the dazzling array of small treasures in front of him and looked at Bai Shao with a smile: "You brought me here to show off your trophies to me?"

"No, I want you to see something."

Bai Shao walked straight past the priceless treasures, walked to a small cabinet in the corner, took out a ring and handed it to Song Jing: "Do you recognize this ring?"

(End of this chapter)