No. "

Song Yanqing sighed: "I have also asked, according to A Jue, he would dream of some things from time to time, which were all fragments. At that time he was too young to remember."

"Don't worry." Qiao Jin said softly, "If possible, I will probably send him to school."

"Send him away after the new year, and wait for the new year."

Sometimes Qiao Jin and Song Yanqing would have small talk on some topics without a single sentence. Mu Zhenming came back early today and saw Qiao Jin standing in the living room talking on the phone. Qiao Fei put his chin on his ear and wanted to listen. He didn't dare to come close and listen.

Mu Zhenming asked Qiao Fei in a low voice, "Who is she calling?"

Qiao Fei snorted: "Who else is there besides Master Song?"

She took the coat he took off for Mu Zhenming and hung it on the shelf in the living room: "Why did you come back so early today? You don't work overtime?"

"Today there are few things at the company. I will come back after I have dealt with it. Don't you always say that I just take care of the company's affairs?" He laughed and leaned in to kiss Qiao Fei: "I am back now and you are not happy again? "

Qiao Fei glanced at Qiao Jin, and saw that she hadn't returned, and pushed Mu Zhenming angrily: "What are you doing, the child is still there, you are not ashamed or embarrassed, the older you are, the less serious!"

Mu Zhenming: "She was on the phone and couldn't notice this side."

Qiao Jin turned around: "But I can hear it."

Mu Zhenming, Qiao Fei: "..."

The two coughed, and Mu Zhenming greeted Qiao Jin: "Are you calling Yanqing?"

Qiao Jin nodded, and Song Yanqing on the other side of the phone also heard it, with a small smile in her voice: "I'll call you when I have time, and hang up first."

Qiao Jin: "Okay, bye."

After hanging up the phone, Qiao Jin also looked at Mu Zhenming: "You did return early today, Zhenming."

Mu Zhenming: "...The matter is handled in advance, what do you want to eat tonight? Let the kitchen do it for you?"

Qiao Jin: "It's okay, I'm not picky eaters."

Qiao Fei: "Nonsense, you don't eat fat"

Qiao Jin: "..." She paused, and then said: "Fatty meat is not tasty and greasy."

Qiao Fei hummed: "That's also picky eaters, how can a good boy be picky eaters?"

Qiao Jin: "Then you treat me as a bad boy."

Qiao Fei: "..."

Mu Zhenming couldn't help laughing when he heard Qiao Fei and Qiao Jin's dialogue.

At this time, Mu Xiangshan, who was carrying fishing tools outside, also hummed back. He rolled his eyes when he saw Mu Zhenming.

This is a bit strange. Mu Xiangshan doesn’t usually treat Mu Zhenming like this. At the moment, Mu Zhenming asked inexplicably, “Dad, you are not fishing outside. You came back early today. Why are you so unhappy? ?"

Mu Xiangshan said in a huff: "Don't call my dad, I'm not your dad!"

Throwing his fishing gear to the ground, he sat on the sofa and asked the servant to make him a cup of tea. He looked a little angry.

Mu Zhenming and Qiao Fei glanced at each other, thinking that the old man had dynamite today?

Qiao Jin also looked at Mu Xiangshan: "Xiangshan, who are you stimulated by?"

Mu Xiangshan: "...no big or small, I haven't been stimulated by anyone, I just see Mu Zhenming not pleasing to the eye!"

Mu Zhenming felt that he was innocent. At the same time, he felt that Mu Xiangshan was making troubles unreasonably. He frowned slightly and said, "Dad, what's wrong with me? There must be a reason. You can't throw it on us when you come back from the anger."