Chapter 1180

Yang Song and noble, big and small, really have the ability to quarrel.

You, I, no one will let anyone.

The two quarreled and walked.

The scene was unusually harmonious.

Passers by were surprised.

"These two brothers have a good relationship!"

Yang Song complains: "I'm still young and handsome!"

The noble little classmate immediately said loudly, "Dad, you're old. Don't always pretend to be tender and cheat the innocent and lovely little sister. My mother is still waiting for us at home."

Passers by looked at Yang Song awkwardly: "big brother, I can't see that you're not young. You're very obscene!"

Then he shook his head and left with a sigh.

Yang Song was so angry that he wanted to beat people.

"There's a camera." Noble little classmate, the old God is in the way.

"Boy, there's always a place without a camera. Wait for me."

"Hehe, adult!"

"You don't have to eat the fried pork later."

"You threaten me?" I'm a little nervous.

For the noble who wants to be a chef in the future, missing delicious food is like a disaster.

Yang Song picked his eyebrow: "I'll teach you a truth. It's called the happiness of the rich."

"You teach children to value money!"

"What's wrong with valuing money?"

"Can money really buy happiness?"

Yang Song knew that the boy had been taught wrongly.

"Happy barbecue?"

"Nonsense."

"Do you want money for barbecue?"

Noble was stunned.

This is not in line with his education.

Pure children.

Yang Song added, "do you want money for clothes?"

Another blow.

"Buy toys, buy books, buy drinks, take a car, etc. there are many, many. What can you leave money?"

Noble didn't make money. For him, he just told his parents when he needed it, and the money came.

"Your parents' money came from the wind?"

"Are they tired of working and making money every day?"

"The sanitation workers sweeping the floor on the street, the little boss who goes out of the stall in the morning, the takeout, express delivery and driving... Most of them spend 365 days a year. Do you think they want to rest? Want to go out and play?"

Many people are very hard, this is daily, very ordinary and easy to see.

Then it was taken for granted.

Yang Song said, "why should they work so hard?"

"Make money to support your family." Noble doesn't know nothing.

"By the way, in addition to supporting the family, others are for dreams. Just like you, it's hard to be a cook. You have to turn around the stove in summer and still enjoy it. This is the meaning of living."

Yang Song rubbed his noble head:

"Boy, don't think it's vulgar to be greedy for money. You don't think it's right to talk about money. There's nothing wrong with money. As long as you get it legally by your own ability, that's your ability. How much money you earn is sometimes the embodiment of your ability."

Noble nodded knowingly.

"That's good." Yang Song rubbed his head again and gave birth to the illusion of having a son.

Having a son doesn't seem bad either.

Hey, kids are good at fooling. That's good.

"Should I have a son or a daughter?"

It's a long way to go.

Under the ginkgo tree in the alley, Yang Song fought against nobility.

Children frown and think, while adults laugh foolishly. "Children make choices. Adults want everything. Sons and daughters can have everything."

Yang Song wanted to understand and happily sent a message to Meng Shihan: "Xiao Han, how about we have two children? One son and one daughter."

Meng Shihan in Los Angeles: "

Her fiance, who had been missing for so long without news, suddenly contacted her to have children and wanted two at a time.

What operation?

Shit?

Is it me?

Meng Shihan still knows Yang Song. Patients with intermittent neuropathy always get sick every once in a while.

“？？？” Meng Shihan couldn't calm down. She couldn't keep up with Yang Song's ideas.

The man was so good at cooking that he had to go to college and work study. After he finally graduated, he decided to be a cook.

With decent restaurants, we have to push snack carts around the streets from time to time.

It's good to have a good temper, but it doesn't work when anyone comes.

When you are stingy, you are really stingy, and when you are generous, you really show your mind.

For Yang Song, Meng Shihan can only be described as unique enough.

The only one in heaven and earth.

"Honey, we should have a son first. Let me practice my hand. We don't have much experience as a father for the first time. Then we want a daughter. She must be very beautiful. She is the proud young lady of the legend. She will be very confident and almost arrogant. Do you know who my father is? My father is Yang Song, the king of Kitchen God, and I am the king of Kitchen God Daughter, no one dares to bully her. Everyone respects her wherever she goes! "

The more Yang Song thinks about it, the more he has a sense of picture.

I wish I had a princess like daughter who could run and speak.

Meng Shihan's face was covered with black lines.

Look at this wild idea. The other party must be Yang Song himself.

"Or should we have a pair of twins? Two at a time, lest you have to have another birth."

"Triplets are not impossible."

"Do I want one daughter and two sons, or two daughters and one son?"

How distressed?

"Or quadruplets, two children and two women, which seems more average."

Meng Shihan's soul is a black line.

"My daughter is an arrogant princess. What about my son?"

"If you want to be a cook, you can be a cook. For example, you can be the king of war, the saint of medicine, the Lord of the fairyland, the stock god, and the Frankenstein of science." Yang Song added, "don't worry, I'm an enlightened father and won't hinder my son's future development."

Meng Shihan: "can't a son be an ordinary person?"

"Don't be kidding, how can my son be ordinary?" Yang Song didn't plan to do this: "I'm a man who wants to become the king of Kitchen God. I've offended many people in the past and more in the future. There are enemies everywhere. My son's growth experience will never be boring and dull. Heaven will impose great responsibilities on such people, and my son is definitely not an ordinary person."

Is this comfort?

"What about your daughter? Don't you worry about those people threatening your daughter?"

"Who dares to threaten my daughter?"

Double labeled dog.

"Do you want your daughter to make embroidered pillows, or straw bags?"

"That's not what I mean."

"I disagree!" Meng Shihan said, "I want my daughter to go into the kitchen, go out of the hall and be a real famous girl."

"Not the same meaning?"

"Of course not. You want your daughter to be a waste. I want her to be talented and learn. This is the true meaning of pride."

"I earn so much money that my daughter can be a smart person and know how to spend money."

"No."

They never thought that two people thousands of miles apart, their sons and daughters, still had no shadow.

What's more, as the children of the future king of Kitchen God, how can they be ordinary materials?