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"It's not good to kill animals on a happy day." Tang Li put the eggs back.
Song Jingtian saw her pretending and couldn't help but hum: "Killing is not good. You boil so many eggs and kill chickens and geese. Not to mention how miserable the geese are."
"That's poultry, can it be the same?"
Tang Li took the eggs and bowl away from him: "Confiscate these eggs first."
Song Jingtian: "!!!"
After handing the bowl to the housekeeping staff, Tang Li looked at the long dining table and couldn't find Fu Si, whom he was most familiar with. He turned to Song Jingtian and asked, "Your nephew is not here tonight?"
Song Jingtian glanced at her.
¡°I really thought all men were as open-minded as him.
The person you like becomes your sister-in-law, and you can even cook eggs with her hand in hand.
"I've gone on a trip early." Song Jingtian straightened his belly, put his two chubby hands behind his back, and looked at Tang Li sideways: "It's not a good idea if he doesn't come, so as to save you embarrassment."
"What should I be embarrassed about when my aunt meets her nephew?"
Song Jingtian obviously did not expect this answer.
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In the end, the little guy curled his lips and complained: "What a cruel woman."
Tang Li asked: "What are you muttering under your breath?"
"I told you that you are good-looking." Song Jingtian stretched out his little fleshy hand and held Tang Li's hand again: "The guests are here, but you are still dragging your feet. My elder brother doesn't care about you."
After hearing this insulting statement, Tang Li kindly reminded: "If I remember correctly, it seems you were the one who pulled me over, right?"
The little guy hummed and brought Tang Li to the dining table.
When Mrs. Bai saw Tang Li coming, especially when she saw Song Jingtian holding Tang Li's hand tightly, her smile disappeared. She turned to Xiao Minglan and said, "It seems that Jingtian likes this eldest sister-in-law very much."
Hearing the word ¡®eldest sister-in-law¡¯ from an elder, the tips of Tang Li¡¯s ears felt a little hot.
Xiao Minglan also smiled, and her tone was filled with relief: "I am old and Jingtian is young. I will inevitably let Bai Yan and his wife take care of him more in the future. They get along well and can talk, so they can forget about my worries."
"Mom is not old." Song Jingtian climbed back on his chair, next to Xiao Minglan, took an Australian orange and peeled it awkwardly: "In the future, when I graduate from the military academy, you will come to watch the ceremony!"
The child¡¯s fingers are round, and the orange juice splashes out even after peeling it twice.
"I'll do it." Tang Li took the Ao Cheng.
Song Jingtian remained in a kneeling position, with his elbows on the dining table and his chin supported by his small hands. He watched Tang Li peel the orange peel for a while, then suddenly said: "Why don't you use a fruit knife?"
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Tang Li looked at him with a cold face.
Song Jingtian pursed his lips tightly, but stretched out the left half of his body.
When he took his body back again, there was a fruit knife in his left hand.
"There is a knife." The childish voice was crisp.
Tang Li hadn't answered yet, so she put her shoulders on a pair of generous hands. The approach of the tall figure relieved her current embarrassment, but made her involuntarily shy.
Then, Tang Li heard Song Boyan say: "Don't be naughty and bully your sister-in-law."
She pursed her lips even though she was clearly educating her children.
As Song Boyan finished speaking, others also took their seats.
Song Boyan did not sit in the main seat, but opened the empty chair next to Tang Li. This made it seem a bit cramped.
Tang Li noticed that besides Fu Jinliang and Bai Yiqian, there was another man.
It¡¯s very unfamiliar, and it feels like I¡¯ve seen it before somewhere.
Before she could remember, her chin was gently pinched and turned away.
Song Boyan took a wet and hot towel and wiped the orange juice on the tip of her nose, "like a little cat." (Remember this site's website address: www.hlnovel.com