When Song Yuan woke up, he felt as if he had collapsed.
In the few dreams she had before, the emperor was ruthless, but this time it was different, it seemed to gradually overlap with Rong Heng's image.
Obviously what he said was right, but why in the dream, even after waking up, she felt an indescribable sense of powerlessness
This dream made Song Yuan feel more lost than the previous ones. She stayed on the bed for a long time before she managed to calm down.
She can feel that the emperor in the dream is not lying, so why is she so uncomfortable
No matter how many dreams she had, as long as she didn't recall the bits and pieces of the ancient times, she would be like a bystander outsider, always separated by a layer of veil, and even the dull pain only lasted for half an hour It gradually disappeared.
"I'm dreaming again."
Song Yuan sat at the dining table and said to Rong Ting who was seriously eating poached eggs.
To her, Rong Ting is both a son and a friend, who she can confide in.
"What dream?" Rong Ting asked after eating the egg in his mouth.
Song Yuan told Rong Ting about the dream, including what the emperor said.
"Royal father would draw eyebrows for queen mother."
"Why do you pay attention to such insignificant things."
"I don't think it's a trivial matter." Rong Ting squeezed ketchup on the bread slices without looking up, "It's not surprising that Father would say such things."
"But I feel very uncomfortable, and I am very bored."
"The queen mother doesn't have to force herself to remember those things. It doesn't matter if you forget those things when you come back."
Song Yuan snatched the ketchup in his hand, "You don't think it's sour, eat less, and, have you forgotten what happened when we first met, because I don't remember you, you posted a big My temper, my eyes are red."
Rong Ting looked uncomfortable, "That was then, and now is now."
After chatting with Rong Ting, Song Yuan also felt that she hadn't recovered her memory, thinking hard about the part of the past that appeared in her dream, this was self-torture, she was never the kind of person who made things difficult for herself.
Of course, something more troublesome happened to her.
After Chen Linjing had a reunion with her college classmates, under the help of her old classmates, she managed to get an interview opportunity at a famous elite kindergarten nearby!
Song Yuan also learned that a good kindergarten also needs to make an appointment, lottery, and even parents and children have to go through layers of interviews...
Originally, Rong Ting's kindergarten was only a transition, he would not be six years old in two more months, if he wanted to go to elementary school, he would have to wait until after September 1st, so it would be a waste of time to spend half a year in the kindergarten class the best.
Song Yuan has been deeply influenced by the mother group recently, thinking that since there is an interview opportunity, go for it, maybe you will be interviewed.
There are many mothers in this community. Song Yuan has learned from several mothers, and they all have the experience of interviewing in kindergartens. They said that some kindergartens require children to know how many words and talents they have, and they also look at the education background of their parents.
Song Yuan was dumbfounded, she didn't even know that the requirements of being a parent are so high now.
She only knows that kindergarten tuition fees are high, but she doesn't know that the threshold for a good kindergarten is also high.
It was only ten days before the interview, and Song Yuan chose to cram for the exam like any other exam in the past. She had already returned all her English to the teacher, and she had to pick up the courses again. Posture during the college entrance examination.
Don't ask Song Yuan how he feels, it's just a headache, very headache.
She had also chased many reborn Xuebawen before, and she was still thinking that if she could go back to her childhood, she would definitely become a Xueba.
Now think about it...
If you don't use it for too long, your brain will become blunt, just like if you don't write with a pen for too long after graduation, your handwriting will become much uglier. If she was reborn back to her student days, her grades might not be as good as before she was not reborn.
When Rong Heng came over, he saw Song Yuan wearing a ball head and reciting English words with a disheveled expression.
This reminded him of her under the high-pressure training of the general's wife.
The expressions are exactly the same.
Song Yuan greeted him with a fluffy tone, "Hi."
Rong Heng was very curious: "What are you doing?"
"Memorize the vocabulary, I heard from the mother upstairs that the bilingual kindergarten parent interviews are mostly in English. It's too difficult."
Song Yuan didn't know what was going on with the others. Anyway, she seldom used English after graduation, and all the suppliers she dealt with in her uncle's company were in Chinese. She knows the words, but her spoken language is not so standard, and it has been useless for a long time, so it is really rusty.
When Rong Ting came out of the room, he was not surprised to see Rong Heng, as he said, the time for surprise is over.
He still walked up to Rong Heng obediently, looked at the warning eyes from his mother, at least he didn't salute, but still called his father in a low voice.
Rong Heng looked at Rong Ting with a dazed expression, but he quickly came to his senses with a warm smile, "Just call me uncle."
Rong Ting stared at him, and didn't call his father, nor his uncle.
"He's not used to it yet." Song Yuan came to make a rescue. Today Rong Heng said that he wanted to come and see Rong Ting, so she let him come.
"It's okay." Rong Heng wanted to stretch out his hand to touch Rong Ting, but the latter subconsciously took a step back and straightened his body.
Rong Heng's hand stayed in mid-air, which was really a little embarrassing.
It's not that Rong Ting didn't want to get close to his father, it's just that he wasn't very close to his father in ancient times. He was used to that way of getting along with him. Now his father acted like another person, which would only confuse him even more. The emperor should not be like this, the father is too strange.
This... Song Yuan will not be able to get out of the siege.
She simply pretended not to see it.
"Would you like something to drink?" Song Yuan purely regarded Rong Heng as a guest, and he was indeed a guest, "There is juice and tea at home, what do you want to drink?"
Rong Heng smiled and shook his head, "No, I'm not thirsty. Aren't uncles and aunts at home?"
"My mother has something to do, and my father went shopping." Song Yuan saw the gift box on the ground when he came in, and felt a little headache. "Actually, you don't need to buy things here. My parents will misunderstand you like this."
"Misunderstanding what?"
It's hard for Song Yuan to say, he is an ancient person, so naturally he didn't know that the things he bought were out of date. He bought wine and tea for her father, and silk scarves and jewelry for her mother... It's true. It would be misleading, and people who didn't know thought it was her boyfriend's first visit.
"Anyway, you'd better take it later. You don't have to be so polite. If you feel embarrassed next time, you can buy fruit."
As soon as the words came out, Song Yuan was also stunned. Did she ask for fruit on her own initiative
"Okay, what kind of fruit do you like to eat?"
"... Gugu likes to eat strawberries! He seems to be a little iron deficient, so he can eat cherries."
"Okay, I remember, how about you?"
"Don't worry about me, my father will buy me the fruits I like to eat."
What she said was very straightforward. Even if he sold fruit, it was for his son to eat, and it had nothing to do with her.
Rong Heng had nothing to say.
He suddenly discovered that she really gave way to him when there was a quarrel before.
While talking, Song Haiping came back. Although he knew from his daughter that Rong Heng would come, Song Haiping was still not very happy to see him here.
Song Haiping still cared about his daughter and grandson being at home, put down the vegetables he bought, and said to Rong Heng: "Your car is blocked, come on, come with me to move the car."
Rong Heng didn't know how to drive at all, it was the driver who brought him here, his eyes darkened, and he knew that Song Haiping had something to say to him.
He couldn't refuse either, so he had to calmly follow Song Haiping out of the house.
As soon as the door was closed, Song Haiping didn't even bother to pretend, walked into the elevator, and pressed the door close button irritably while saying: "Let's open the skylight to speak plainly, what do you mean, don't say those things in front of me, don't care Use, I'm not Yuanyuan."
Rong Heng lowered his eyelids: "I don't quite understand what you mean."
"Are you trying to chase after my homeland?" Song Haiping sneered, "You stop thinking about it as soon as possible, I don't care if you have children or not, now the road is going to the sky and each side is going to go."
Rong Heng sighed: "Uncle, you seem to have deeply misunderstood me, I don't know what I did wrong?"
"There is no misunderstanding. I just want my daughter to be safe and sound. You can enjoy your blessings at Xie's house alone, and we will not be poor relatives." Song Haiping snapped, "My daughter is innocent, but I and Her mother is not a fool, you may reveal your secrets at any time, but anyone with a bit of conscience knows not to implicate his wife and children, you are better off, post it every day, lest others will not know that you have something to do with us, right?"
"It turns out that uncle is worried about me." Rong Heng understood.
Song Haiping smiled, "I'm worried about you? I wish you would hurry up..." Forget it.
But considering that he is Rong Ting's father, it's better not to curse him, although that's what he thinks in his heart.
"Uncle, don't worry. I won't do things that I'm not sure of. If I'm sure there's danger, I won't come to them. Uncle, you also said that you can't hurt your wife and children. Even if I have an accident, I won't let them They're in danger."
Song Haiping felt that this was wrong, "Children are just children, what kind of wife are you? Who is your wife? You really know how to put gold on your face."
"It's you who said wife and child, not me."
Song Haiping's teeth were itchy, and so was his fist.
Just when Song Haiping was about to swear, he heard the shameless person next to him say in a flat tone: "You really don't have to worry, if there are two identical Xie Heng, no one will think about wondering which one is real Whether it is true or not, there is only one Xie Heng, and no one will doubt it."
It's all about what!
Just when Song Haiping was about to speak impatiently, he was startled suddenly. He looked at Rong Heng, and his palms began to sweat unknowingly. When he realized it, he was thinking in his heart, what does this shameless impostor mean? Could it be that the real prince of the Xie family really died without a sound
Rong Heng watched Song Haiping fall into deep thought, and then eased his tone, "In short, you don't have to worry. I won't do anything I'm not sure about."