"Oh, what are you good to eat!

"The young man's sunny and smiling voice sounded.

Everyone was stunned at first, then looked at the door.

I saw a boy wearing strong suit, his hair was tied up high with a red silk belt, and a cheerful smile on his face crossed the threshold and walked in.

"Brother..." An, who was sitting on the baby stool, stretched out his greasy little hand, pointed at the boy at the door, and called out first.

Song Ziling's eyes lit up. Unexpectedly, after not seeing him for half a year, An An could recognize him at a glance.

"Big Young Master..." "Zi Ling."

"Brother Ziling."

The people in the room exclaimed in surprise, looking at the son who suddenly appeared with a smile.

If she hadn't seen Chu Ling so surprised, she would have doubted whether these two brats had made an appointment to come to Jiangzhou to surprise him together.

Chu Ling was very happy, got up and walked towards Song Ziling, opened his hands and hugged him.

Seeing that he was a head taller than him, he felt a little jealous.

But after more than a year, he has grown much taller.

"Ling'er, why don't you send me a letter when you come to Jiangzhou City?"

Song Ziling patted Chu Ling on the back with great force.

Chu Ling was slapped by him and coughed twice, "Cough cough, aren't you telling me if you are coming to Jiangzhou to see me?"

"Haha..." Song Ziling smiled, let go of Chu Ling, looked at the gentle lady who was smiling at her and called out: "Mom, my son is here to see you."

Chen Wan stood up, opened her hands at him with a smile, and her heart was filled with joy. She really didn't feel any pain or care for the two children, Ziling and Ling'er.

Song Ziling walked forward with a smile, hugged her mother tightly, and buried her head on her shoulder.

Chen Wan touched his head and smiled with relief: "You are as tall as your mother now!"

Song Ziling smelled the warm and reassuring fragrance on his mother and said stickyly: "I will grow taller than my mother in the future and support the sky for my mother."

Chen Wan smiled and said, "Okay."

"Brother, brother."

The boy was so anxious that he wanted to come out and hug his brother.

When Song Ziling heard the little guy's anxious voice, he let go of his mother, walked to the baby chair, and picked up the little brother with a greasy hand.

He kissed him in the face, "We An An is so smart. We haven't seen each other for so long. I still remember that I am my brother!"

"Brother, mu..." Boy An kissed his brother back with his greasy little mouth.

Brother is brother! An An will always remember it.

"Kiss my face."

Song Ziling wiped his face, but there was no disgust on his face.

"Sister Huier, Sister Wuyi."

Song Ziling hugged the boy An and called Huier and Wuyi.

Both of them nodded with a smile, Huier asked, "Have you eaten?" "Not yet!"

"Then I'll have someone add a pair of bowls and chopsticks and add some more dishes."

Huier smiled and took off the bag on Song Ziling's body, put it aside, and went to the kitchen in person.

Song Ziling held his younger brother and sat down on the stool, took out a handkerchief and wiped the oil in his younger brother's mouth.

He glanced at the rice bowl and fork on the baby chair, and praised with a smile: "Can we Anan eat by ourselves now?"

"kindness."

Boy An nodded vigorously.

“Awesome.”

Song Ziling gave a thumbs up to his younger brother.

My grandmother said that when he was two years old, he still needed someone to feed him!

An An is so big that she can eat by herself, but she is much better than him.
Chapter completed!