"What time has it been, and that kid hasn't come back yet? I don't think that bastard is ready to come back! I'm so! I'm! ”

In the study on the second floor, Old Man Song kept walking around the room with his hands in his hands, occasionally glancing out the window, and as the time became later and later, his face became more and more ugly.

"Dad, don't worry, it should be soon, aren't you watching my call? Tianmo said that he would definitely come back if he came back, coming from the city, it would take a lot of time to drive, and now it is snowing on the road, and he can't drive too fast, and it is easy to have accidents. Song Zijian persuaded Old Man Song while saying good things for his son without a trace.

It's almost twelve o'clock, and if you don't come back, the old man will really go crazy, Song Zijian secretly thought in his heart, and was trying to find a reason to go out temporarily, and then make a phone call to urge Song Tianmo, when he saw a car driving into the villa quickly.

It is the Maybach that Song Tianmo often opens.

"Hmph, I'm finally willing to come back, let him go home, and he has to be urged three times and four times!" Old Man Song stood by the window and happened to see Song Tianmo get out of the car.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, and his tense face softened a little.

When Song Tianmo walked into the study, he frowned slightly, and there seemed to be a touch of impatience in his expression, looking at him like that, the anger that the old man Song had just lowered rose again, grabbed the things at hand and threw them at him.

It's paper towel again!

Song Zijian couldn't help but laugh.

Stand still and remain silent.

I know that the old man is angry every time he talks about it, but he is still measured, and he is reluctant to smash his son with heavy things.

Song Tianmo stretched out his hand and caught the things that flew over, and without looking at them, he threw them aside directly, and said with a cold face: "You always called me back in the middle of the night, just to throw things at me?" When did you actually have this fetish? Or another day, I'll make a magnified portrait and put it in the house, and then stick it on the wall, when you look at me unpleasantly, you can throw it whenever you want! You're in good spirits, I have to go to work tomorrow! ”

"Stinky boy, you!" Old Man Song was so angry that he blew his beard and glared: "I'm your grandfather, how can you talk about it!" I think you're just trying to me off! ”

"When you're old, don't be so angry!" Song Tianmo hooked his lips and smiled, but the smile didn't get into his eyes: "Be careful of blood pressure, you keep being so angry......

What will happen if the anger goes on, he didn't say it again, but Old Man Song's anger suddenly rose up again, and he yelled at Song Zijian: "Look at it, you gave birth to a good son, your son is cursing me!" ”

"Tianmo!" Song Zijian glared at his son and motioned for him to say less: "Dad, don't you have something to say to Tianmo, it's really not too early now......

Song Zijian's reminder made Old Man Song finally remember that there was still something to do, suppressed the anger in his heart, looked at Song Tianmo, and slowed down his voice.

"Stinky boy, Lianwei finally came back alive, you have to treat her well, change your overlord temperament, and also, the engagement banquet that was not done before, find a time to do it first!"

Get engaged first.

Remarry.

In a year, maybe by this time next year, I will be able to hold my great-grandson.

Old Man Song thought very well.

Song Zijian was stunned.

I really didn't expect it to be so late, the old man called his son back, just for this!

I didn't even discuss it with them in advance!