Qingmei can flirt with Han, but Gao Leng Zhuma can't stand it

Chapter 64
"Well, the armrest."

Song Yitong let him go and let him hold on to the handrail. Mrs. Song held on to his son's other arm. Song Yitong was waiting for him at the bottom of the next step.

"Mummy, will you please?" Mrs. Song couldn't help but see how difficult it was for her son to go down the stairs.

"Mummy, will you please?" Mrs. Song couldn't help but see how difficult it was for her son to go down the stairs.

"No." Song Yi just wanted to leave by himself.

After finally coming down once, how could it still be carried on people's backs.

Song Yi was a little tired and took a rest.

Song Yitong saw him go down half a floor and began to pant tiredly, "Let Mommy carry you down, or Mommy will definitely not allow you to leave after you finish going down the stairs."

When Song Yitong said this, Song Yi stopped insisting, "Mummy has worked hard."

Mrs. Song smiled and carried her son on her back, "Mummy hasn't carried you like this for a long time."

Song Yi lay on Mrs. Song's back, feeling the maternal love that surrounded her, and didn't feel any discomfort in her body for a while.

When I went downstairs, Dad Song just came back.

"Why did you recite your son? Didn't the doctor tell you to rest more?" Father Song disagreed when he saw her recite his son.

The old lady Song was also very nervous when she saw it, "Jiamin, why did you memorize Xiao Yi?"

"Mom, the doctor said that he has stabilized a lot and can walk around properly. Besides, it's not good to lie in the room all the time."

"Grandma, I wanted to come down myself." Mrs. Song Yi got off her back and walked in front of Mrs. Song.

Mrs. Song supported him, "Don't be too tired."

"Ah."

"Dad is off work." Song Yi showed a small smile to Song's father.

Mrs. Song's eyes turned even redder when she saw her son like this.

"Be careful there are steps here." Song Yitong reminded him while supporting him.

"Hmm."

Song Yi walked around a few times under the gaze of everyone, "I'm not tired, don't look at me like this."

"Eat, son."

"it is good."

Song Yi seldom sat at the same table with them for dinner.

Because of physical reasons, I basically eat special food alone in the room.

This time Song Yi sat down and felt that there was someone beside him, so he was naturally much happier, even though the food they ate was different.

"Happy." Song Yi sat down and said.

Song Yitong sat next to him, "Let's eat together from now on."

"Ah."

A family rarely gets together at the same table.

The sun has not yet fully set in the evening, and the summer wind is warm even in the evening.

The leaves danced gently with the wind, making whirling sounds.

The sun was setting and the moon was setting.

Song Yichen and Mummy Song were sitting together watching TV with the air conditioner on.

"Woo~" Mummy Song sobbed.

Song Yichen got up and turned off the air conditioner, turned on the fan, and took the paper on the table and handed it to Mummy Song, "Will you cry while watching a TV show?"

"You don't know how touching this TV series is. I've watched it many times, but every time I watch it, I still want to cry."

Mommy Song blew her nose, and then said, "This is directed by your classmate Candy's mommy."

"It's so touching."

Song Yichen glanced at her speechlessly, "Look for yourself, I'm going to sleep."

"Ah."

In the living room, there is only one small desk lamp emitting orange light, which illuminates the whole small living room and looks extremely warm.

Mummy Song watched TV by herself, with a small smile on her lips. She felt that her relationship with her son had gotten a lot closer these days.

(End of this chapter)