After the Rebirth, She Became Mr. Song’s Little Ancestor

Tang Li didn't know about this.

Song Boyan never mentioned it either.

But Song Boyan and Li Hao obviously had a lot of private contacts.

Tang Li asked back, "Who said I would have a second child?"

There was a brief silence on the other end of the phone.

There was another voice in the receiver, but it was replaced by Li Hao: "You are the only one left in the Li family's direct line, no matter whether it is a responsibility or an obligation, the long family can't be broken with you."

Tang Li did not agree with such a concept of direct descendant: "It is not a feudal society now, and a capable family successor can lead the Li family further. There must be great talent.”

If Li Chengyu was still alive, Tang Li wouldn't betray the Li family's rules.

However, in fact, she was the only one left in the long house.

To put it bluntly, there is no one in the Li family.

Some words Tang Li said two years ago—

[Those who can live in it. 】

She still has this attitude now.

Since there is no road ahead, why not take a detour?

Perhaps the detoured road has many bumps, and it may not be another village.

In her opinion, giving birth to children is a continuation of love, not to get a tool person.

Tang Li, of course, knew that his thoughts were too emotional.

In the face of the family's interests, men can often make more rational choices. Only Song Boyan, who is also the head of the Song family, can feel the sorrow of Li Hao's no successor.

It's not that Tang Li didn't guess Li Hao's plan.

Even if she gave birth to a second child now, she would have been cultivated for at least twenty-five years.

Li Hao couldn't wait for that time.

Therefore, Li Hao will inevitably choose a family head from a side branch first, and will also make an agreement with the other party that in the future, when her children grow up, the other party will return the power of the family to the long house.

According to Li Ling, Li Ruan was the springboard chosen by Li Hao for her children.

Tang Li questioned the Li family's primogeniture system, Li Hao not only did not refute her, but agreed: "You are right, the children of the eldest son are not necessarily better than the side branches, so the genes of the children's parents vital."

Tang Li: "..."

Li Hao added: "A child who inherits the advantages of his parents will show extraordinary things when he is a child, such as Xiaohua."

The sudden praise made Tang Li smell a dangerous signal.

Realizing that Li Hao hadn't given up on the second child plan, Tang Li's attitude also became tough: "Song Boyan and I agreed before we got married that we would only have one child. Since you have made an agreement, you can ask him if he is willing to let it go. Song Xiaohua changed her surname to Li."

Li Hao didn't feel offended when he heard these words.

Tang Li hung up the call first.

Li Hao was holding the mobile phone, and Li Ruan next to him had already said to Tang Li: "As a mother, Ali's reaction is excusable."

The foundation of the Li family is in the Siam country. Once the assets are transferred to the S country, the vitality will be greatly damaged. Therefore, the child will take over the Li family business in the future and will stay in the Siam country.

For Tang Li, it is equivalent to the separation of flesh and blood.

Parents are here, not far away.

It is the concept of most people in S country.

Therefore, it is reasonable for Tang Li not to agree.

"Don't worry." Li Hao handed over the phone, not without plan-B in his heart, "If she really doesn't want to be reborn, it doesn't matter; it's not that she already has one, and it's not that she can't win for Xiaohua in the future."

Li Ruan: "...will President Song agree?"

After all, it was his eldest daughter.

Parents always have different feelings towards the first child in their life.

Li Hao covered the head of the cane with both hands, and then said: "Your cousin is right, it's not a feudal society now, and it's not easy for parents to talk about it. If the child himself wants to, he must not respect her."

Li Ruan: "..."

Song Boyan didn't know that his 'ally' was going to do a backstab. When he returned to the master bedroom at night, he encountered a human 'rejection' at the door of the room.

Song Xiaohua in a beige jumpsuit, with her fat feet on the carpet, her hair still full of water vapor, her fleshy little hands resting on the door frame, on the back of her hands, five cute little nests, I saw my father When she came, she opened her mouth: "Dad, don't come in."

When the voice fell, he was also picked up by his father.

As soon as the little girl got into her father's arms, she immediately rebelled: "Mom, stop."

Saying that, a pair of small hands held Dad's face, and said attentively: "Xiaohua, Dad, sleep; Mom, yourself."

In just a few words, he and his father have been classified as one country.

Song Boyan carried his daughter into the room, and found that the 'Chu River-Han Realm' had been demarcated on the bed. On the bedside table, the "New Yorker" he had read had been replaced by a copy of "The Shurangama Sutra"; The man, who was coming out of the bathroom, crawled straight onto the bed and pointed at the thin sea-blue quilt: "In the future, you will sleep with Song Xiaohua, and I will sleep on the left side."

Without waiting for Song Boyan to express his stance, there was already a pawn in the air, "Okay!"

Tang Li: "..."

She almost forgot.

There is a baby girl here.

Sleeping with my father, I'm afraid I can't ask for it.

However, the words have already been released, and if they say anything else, they will be at a disadvantage.

Simply out of sight.

After pulling the quilt, Tang Li lay down with his back to him, his hair pulled.

"Mother."

The little guy called out.

Tang Li ignored it.

"Mom." The little guy continued.

Tang Li turned on the behind-the-ear mode.

After a few seconds, a fleshy little hand covered her cheek and called out again, "Mom."

After confirming that Song Boyan had entered the bathroom, Tang Li turned around and looked at Song Xiaohua who was sitting on Song Boyan's pillow: "Why?"

The little guy crawled over quickly.

Seeing Song Xiaohua desperately climbing on her head, Tang Li no longer kept the little traitor out of the 'thousands of miles', and took the initiative to hug the child, "I don't love your father the most, how can I be good to my mother—"

Before he finished speaking, Tang Li smelled a stench.

Song Xiaohua sat on top of her mother and let out a series of loud farts on the eighteen bends of the mountain road.

Tang Li: _(┐「ε:)_

Cooking a pot of snail noodles is just the same.

After the little guy had farted, he immediately climbed off Tang Li's chest.

Tang Li: …………

Song Boyan came out of the bathroom after using the bathroom. The crib had been moved to the door. Song Xiaohua was standing on the bed clutching the guardrail, as if she was treated like a prisoner in exile.

As soon as she saw her father, Song Xiaohua was no longer afraid.

Tang Li saw Song Boyan holding his daughter in his arms again, and was about to say, 'Just let her sleep at the door', when he heard her father ask Xiongzi in a slow voice, "Did you bully your mother again?"

Tang Li: "..."

What is another...

Is she that badass?

Or just fucking a diapered human cub.

Tang Li only opened his mouth when he wanted to refute, but met Song Boyan's smiling eyes, very gentle, and instantly stopped speaking.

Later, he was asked by Song Boyan, "Are you angry with the child again?"

"Who said it was a child?"

Tang Li thought about the second child, and his tone became stiffer.

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Good night!