Chapter six, Song zhi-shu

Half a day Su Xiaomin just react to come over, he just attend to happy, even send back a gift all have no.

I had to put my head down again.

"Well, don't lose, tomorrow again send not good. " Su Evening in the mind secretly laugh, as expected or children, a moment of Sunny, a moment of rain.

"and mummy, you remind me tomorrow. "

"Well, I'll be sure to remind you. "

Su evening lightly says, eyebrows and eyes contain a smile.

The next day, Xinghui entertainment office, Su evening anxiously waiting for the end of work, see kindergarten is about to close, she is still in a meeting.

She glanced at her watch from time to time.

When the meeting finally broke up, she trotted all the way to the subway.

When arrived the kindergarten of Su Xiao Mo, he is chatting happily with his new deskmate.

"Hello, Auntie, my name is Song Xiaodie, " a girl with a ponytail and baby fat on her cheeks and bright eyes called out to her.

"Hello, Kocho, I am Xiao Mo's mommy. " Su Wan reached out her hand to Song Xiaodie. She took Song Xiaodie's soft little hand and shook it like an adult.

Kocho's eyes were crooked with laughter, dimples still on his cheeks. "Auntie, can you stay with me for a while? My uncle will be here soon. "

"Good. " Su Evening is so lovely child, call heart melt, sit next to two small regiment son say.

After waiting for half an hour, it was going to rain outside.

Su night looked at Kocho in embarrassment and said: "Kocho, we can not wait with you, it is going to rain, I and small Mo are not with rain gear, to hurry home. "

"All right. " Song Xiaodie bit his lip, a look of loss.

"Mummy, I want to stay with Kocho for a while longer, " Su Xiaomu begged, her mouth pursed with jet-black eyes.

"All right. " Su Evening softhearted ground returns a way.

Su evening just finish, outside the sound of "Yi" a brake.

A black Lamborghini stopped in front of him, and a man, dressed in an expensive suit, wearing a pair of gold wire glasses, eyes Qingjun, hand also wearing a knuckle.

Obviously is very strange collocation, but to this man on the body but complement each other, Leng is to increase the taste of a few minutes of elegance.

The man looks young, but there is a unique calm, this temperament is not publicity, but enough to settle people's hearts.

"Kocho. "

"Uncle. " Song Xiaodie runs over very joyfully, jump into the bosom of that person.

A moment ago the bleak and fierce person, the corner of the mouth pulls open, the face reveals a soft light, full of eyes, "little princess, Miss Me? "

"thought. " Song Xiaodie JI kissed a mouthful on the man's face.

By this time the sky had begun to rain, drizzle Hazy, like fog.

"Hello, you must be Xiao Mo's mother, thank you for staying with Kocho so long, let me take you home, " the man said politely, nodding his head.

"Yes, aunt is about to rain, let my uncle send you. " Song Xiaodie said, voice crisp, blinking a pair of bright big eyes, let a person can not refuse.

Suwan looked at the weather, and finally did not insist, and Suxiaomo together into the car.

As soon as I got into the car, the rain began to patter outside and the raindrops left earthworm-like traces on the window.

"Kocho, you gave me something yesterday, I did not return the gift, after a while, you go to my home for dinner? My Mother Cook Very Delicious! " Su Xiao Mo said to the front of Kocho.

Song Xiaodie did not immediately answer, but with the eyes of inquiry, looked at the side of the man sitting in a car.

"Uncle, May I? "

The man nodded, can clearly see song Xiaodie eyes suddenly lit up, as if flashing light.

"Yeah, Murph, I can come to your house. "

The man smiled with low eyebrows when looking at people very gentle, mouth with a thin smile.

Unlike Xibocheng's coolness, this man exudes more of a gentle temperament.

Back to Suwan apartment, Suwan is ready to wash his hands cooking, saw the door leaning against the tall man.

"Hello, I am Song Zhishu, " the man said politely, holding out his bony, slender hand, which was covered with a thin cocoon.

"Hello, Mr. Song, my name is Su Wan. " Two people hold hands, the man quickly and politely released her hand, elegant natural action, without a sense of aggression.

It's very comforting.

"Can I help you? " Said Song Zhishu gently and politely.

"No, you are a guest, cooking things, naturally I come. " Su evening politely replied, Gentle Tone.

"No problem, I often cook at home, and the cooking is good, you want to try? " Song Zhishu will take off his suit, white shirt sleeves with cuff, elegant natural movement.

Suwan did not speak, the man went straight into the kitchen, slowly and methodically rolled up his sleeves.

The two of them were chatting away.

"Kocho, is that your uncle, then her parents? " Su Wan asked casually.

"Her parents died, is a car accident. " Song Zhishu tone, there is no excessive description, but people feel a burst of sadness.

"I'm sorry. " Su Night immediately found himself saying the wrong words, apologize.

"does not matter, has been a long time. " Song Zhishu does not appear to say, as if to see through the tone of the world of mortals, but this wipe see through the world of mortals, cage a layer of light sadness.

Two Small Regiment son is playing happily outside, Su evening saw them two people one eye.

Or a child, do not think so much, do not have to live so tired.

Su Wan skillfully choose dishes, pack ingredients, Song Zhishu is the chef.

This man even cooking attitude do not have flavor, Su late had to say, Song Xiaodie uncle, long a good skin.

At last the meal came out, just four dishes and one soup.

"mummy, you seem to be cooking something different today! " Said Su.

"Kocho's uncle made it today! " sowan whispered softly.

"Wow, uncle you are good! " Su Xiao Mo startled way, in his view, cooking is a very difficult skill, especially to do so well, a look people want to eat.

"Of course, my uncle is the best. " Kocho looked proud.

"Kocho, are you done washing your hands? " Song said, turning to Kocho.

"finished washing, Kocho is very obedient. " Song Xiaodie Yang small face, a face of pride, the corners of the mouth turned up, looking very cute, people want to pinch her cheeks.

Two little ones, pick up the chopsticks and start eating.

Just clip a chopstick, Su Xiao Mo shout a way: "uncle, you cook really delicious, better than Mommy's. "

Song Zhishu slightly raised the corner of the mouth, soft voice way: "You like. "

"Uncle, you cook so delicious, have a girlfriend? Now people say, to marry will cook husband! " Su Xiao Mo asked while eating, eyes flash curiosity.

"No. " Said this song Zhishu Micro-zheng, he did not expect the children are so Kobo, the Li'l Rascal, some embarrassed replied.