"Your phone." Chu Rong held the dog in one hand and Song Ci's mobile phone in the other. After seeing Song Ci, he said.

Song Ci glanced at Erhuang, and felt that Chu Rong was more like Erhuang's relative now.

Uh, it seems that Erhuang is indeed the cat that she and Chu Rong raised together?

Well, Chu Rong is also Erhuang's relative.

After thinking about this, Song Ci finally felt less weird.

After taking a look at the phone, Song Ci answered the call.

The number is the landline of the old house. Song Ci guessed that it was the old lady or the old lady.

But after connecting, Song Ci knew that she was wrong.

Listening to the childish voice on the other side of the phone, Song Ci couldn't help but slightly aroused the corners of his mouth.

Just by listening to the voice, Song Ci knew who the other party was.

Song Fuyi, the son of her brother in the lobby.

The only fourth generation in the entire Song family.

But this fourth generation is a bit miserable, because the child Song Fuyi was taken by her brother in the lobby.

The brother in the lobby is a soldier, and his sister-in-law is a military doctor. He lives in a military compound and accepts his father and mother's church anytime and anywhere.

In the words of her big brother, let Song Fuyi stay in Song's old house for fear of being spoiled by the old lady and the old lady.

As for what was wrong, Song Ci knew what it was.

It's the ills of the dude.

In the words of her brother in the lobby, Song Ciwan was fine, but Song Fuyi dared to break his leg.

In short, Song Ci is different from Song Fuyi.

In fact, including Song Banlan and others, they are all like this.

Song Ci Wan's dwarf was dwarfed, and there was nothing wrong with it. Even if Song Ci wanted to make Yanjing miserable, they would help him.

However, if it was Song Banlan, Song Xiao and the others would dare to be dudes, and what awaited them was the treatment of breaking their legs.

And the little Song Fuyi kid doesn't know much, he only knows that Uncle Song Ci, who can do whatever he wants, is simply his idol.

There is no need to do homework like him, and he is loved by so many people, and there is almost no second one.

In this regard, Song Ci just wanted to say that it was Song Fuyi's child who gave birth to the wrong sex.

"Uncle, haven't you been on holiday? Your school is really hateful." As soon as the phone was connected, the child Song Fuyi said in a bitter voice.

Speaking of Song Ci, when they were not on holiday, there was a little pride and pity in their tone.

Fortunately, he had already gone on vacation, and for pity, Song Ci had to go to school hard.

Song Ci's expression was dumbfounded, and the corners of his mouth could not be maintained anymore.

Shente is still in school!

Also, Song Fuyi is so proud, does he want to be beaten?

"Are you on holiday?" Song Ci asked calmly.

She thinks she should stimulate this little guy.

"Of course, I was on holiday the day before yesterday." Song Fuyi raised his jaw triumphantly when he heard Song Ci's question. The butler who looked at him just wanted to laugh.

"Oh, is the holiday the day before yesterday great? I took the holiday half a month ago." Song Ci's tone was light and full of pretense. After speaking, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but turn up.

Song Fuyi, who was on the other side of the phone, felt that the whole person was not good.

Because Song Ci had a holiday a dozen days earlier than him!

"I don't believe it." Song Fuyi felt that he couldn't bear this grievance!

Obviously thinking that Song Ci is still in school, it turns out that Song Ci has been on vacation for so long.

He can't accept it, he doesn't want to believe it!

"Face reality, little guy." Song Ci said lightly.

Song Fuyi: "..."