When Mrs. Song heard this, she was extremely grateful.

She smiled at her son, eagerly waiting for his answer.

Song Bei'an gave a short answer:

"Let it be."

Mother Su smiled and said, "That's right, this matter really has to go with the flow. Worry and work hard, nothing compares to true fate. When fate comes, marriage and childbirth will come very quickly."

If it's fast, isn't that a year?

Song Bei'an smiled, Fu Baobao changed his clothes and diapers, and got off the plane refreshed.

After getting in the car, Song Bei'an even ran over to check on the little guy.

"Yo, are you drinking milk again?"

Mother Su smiled and said:

"I drank it more than four hours ago. After sleeping, I'm still hungry."

Song Bei'an nodded, "That's right, I must be hungry."

When the little guy heard Song Bei'an's voice, he immediately stood up and stretched out his little hands to hug Song Bei'an.

Mother Su dragged the child back.

"No, no, uncle, there is something else to do. Uncle will play with you when we get to the island."

Song Bei'an wanted to hug him, but he had something to do, he couldn't take this little guy around outside.

He is still drinking milk.

"Uncle will come to hug you as soon as he's free, okay?"

Fu Baobao kept waving his hands and reaching out to him.

He kept yelling "Dad" or "hug" in his mouth, and looked at his uncle anxiously.

"Hug, hug, hug..."

Jumping and making noise on Su's mother, watching Song Bei'an leave, crying and shouting.

Song Bei'an walked a long way, and could hear the cry of the child.

My heart softened, and I turned back.

Seeing that Song Bei'an came back, Mother Su said immediately:

"Don't come back, he didn't see you, it will be fine in a while."

Song Bei'an said with a smile: "He has changed his clothes and diapers, so he only drinks milk. Auntie, you give me his bottle, and I will hold him. I guarantee that I won't starve him or hurt him."

Su's mother immediately refused, "Then this journey is too hard, Bei'an, you have a lot of things to do, so you should be busy with your work, children are like this, they like new things, so don't pay attention to him."

However, Song Bei'an forcibly hugged Fu Baobao in his arms, and directly took away the barely drunk milk from Su's mother.

"That's right, Auntie, you've worked hard all the way, take more rest. After arriving on the island, you won't be so relaxed."

Song Bei'an carried the child and left.

It is easier for a man to hold a child than a woman to hold a child.

Because of his strength, because of his height.

Although Song Bei'an was physically much thinner than his elder brother, he was taller and more than enough to hold a twenty-pound baby.

He held the baby with one hand, and let the little guy hold the handle of the bottle and drink milk by himself, and his other hand assisted from time to time.

It seems that it is very relaxed and comfortable.

Song Bei'an was in charge of sending everyone to the car and headed for the ferry.

Boss Xiao Pan greeted loudly. Song Bei'an just arrived at the last car. He walked over with the list and counted the number of people.

Xiao Pan who was on the side couldn't help asking: "Mr. Song, who is your child?"

Song Bei'an said, "Your President Su's precious son."

Mr. Pan was extremely surprised, "Our Mr. Su's child."

He stood up abruptly, "God, no wonder it's so cute."

Song Bei'an looked indifferently, and then sat in the front.

Mr. Pan walked up immediately, and Song Bei'an raised his eyes.

"The train is about to start, Mr. Pan, go back to your seat and do it."

Mr. Pan said: "No, Mr. Song, you can't sit in the first row with the baby in your arms. How about we change seats? The second row is much safer than the first row."

Song Bei'an frowned, "Is there such a saying?"

"Yes, and if you, Mr. Su, have children in the future, you must always remember that you can't bring your children to sit in the first row. The back door is the safe seat."

Song Bei'an looked at the little guy with rolling eyes.

Okay, for the sake of the little guy, anything is fine.

Song Bei'an changed seats with Mr. Pan, and he didn't care where Mr. Pan was sitting or who was beside him.

After changing the seat, I sat down and realized that the person inside was Ting Lu.

When Song Bei'an sat over, Ting Lu immediately leaned to the side, for fear of crowding Song Bei'an who was holding the child.

Ting Lu didn't listen to what they said before, so she didn't know whose child Song Bei'an was holding.

But Song Bei'an was so protective of her, she thought it was probably his child.

Song Bei'an sat down, looked sideways, and Ting Lu quickly put on his hat.

But Fu Baobao naughtily reached out and kept pulling the flowers on her hat.

Tinglu bowed her head and pressed her hat with her hand.

Song Bei'an turned the child around, preventing him from looking inside.

That girl looks so much like his mother, this little fellow can't help shouting when he sees it?

Song Bei'an continued to drink milk for the little guy, and the temperature of the milk in his hands was already a little cold.

"Baby, if you don't finish this milk, you won't be able to drink it."

After drinking the cold milk, I don't know if it will cause diarrhea.

If he didn't finish drinking, Song Bei'an didn't dare to give this kid another drink.

But Fu Baobao was obedient only once on the plane, and now in the car, drinking for a while, but not drinking. Take a break and take another two sips, just like playing.

Song Bei'an felt that the bottle was completely out of temperature, and he couldn't give the baby any more.

He handed the bottle to Tinglu, and whispered:

"Take it."