Rong Ting didn't understand what Song Yuan meant. He didn't know the past between his parents, but he didn't know why. He felt a little uncomfortable when he heard his mother say this in such an understatement tone. He pursed his lips. , hugged her arm, rubbed his little head on her shoulder nostalgicly, and whispered: "Mother, although Father may have lied to me and you, but Mother, I will never lie to you." , I will never lie to you, if there is any secret, I will be the first to tell you."
Song Yuan came back to his senses, listened to these childish words, stretched out his hand to touch his face, and said softly: "Well, then it's settled!"
In fact, when she found out that she was pregnant, she was extremely repulsive at first, because she knew that the situation between her and Rong Heng was not suitable for having a child. She always felt that a child should not be an accessory of two people. Rong Heng was very happy at that time, probably because he thought that the existence of this child made Daye more stable, and also provided a layer of insurance for the precarious relationship between him and her.
Rejection is repulsion, but she will not let him disappear in this world on her own. The first time I assumed the role of mother was probably when I felt the fetal movement. There was no prenatal checkup in ancient times, she was very scared, and sometimes she would think wildly, especially in the third trimester, her pubic bone hurt, and her legs were cramped. She had difficulty falling asleep almost all night, and when she couldn't sleep at night, she tended to think about something. She was thinking, Will my child have Down's syndrome, and will there be any problems? The more I think about it, the more scared I become.
Later, she was so stupid that she asked Rong Heng to give her a guarantee that no matter whether the child was healthy or unhealthy, he would never give up on this child.
She had never been a mother before, but with the birth of her child, the words that her former colleagues whispered in her ears, which she thought she would forget as soon as she heard them, gradually resurfaced in her memory—
You can't eat salt before one year old, and you can't eat honey before two years old.
It is best to add rice flour after six months, etc...
"Goo, there's one thing I haven't decided whether to tell you or not." Song Yuan paused, "Because I know you will have a lot of questions to ask me, and I haven't figured out how to answer them yet, you say You won't lie to the queen mother, and the queen mother won't lie to you either, give me a little time, okay?"
Regarding the fact that she had recovered her memory, she didn't want to hide it from Rong Ting, but she still needed to sort it out and think about how to tell him about the things between her and Rong Heng.
She knew that Rong Ting had always been interested in these things, and she couldn't prevaricate him with the words "this is an adult's business and has nothing to do with you, you don't need to know", how could she bear it.
Rong Ting really wanted to ask what was the matter, and wanted to know right away, but seeing the faint worry in his mother's brows, he could only swallow his words, and nodded in a very obedient and sensible way, "Okay."
After telling the biggest secret in his heart, Rong Ting instantly felt relieved. He really wanted to sleep with the queen mother, but being a little man also had his own burdens. He took the initiative to get out of bed, put on his slippers, and followed Song Yuan He said good night and ran out.
Song Yuan, who had been suffering from insomnia for a few days, felt extra relaxed tonight for some reason. After Rong Ting returned to her room, she turned off the lights and felt sleepy after a while.
Early the next morning, Song Yuan went to the hospital as before. She bought a ticket after the Lantern Festival. There are not many days left, and she wanted to spend more time with her grandfather before leaving.
As soon as she drove to the parking lot of the hospital, her cell phone rang, and it was a call from Rong Heng.
She pressed the speaker directly, and the gentle male voice came over: "It's me, are you at home today? I want to accompany Rong Ting."
The latter sentence seemed to be added temporarily, Song Yuan didn't think much about it, both his expression and voice were very calm, "I'm not at home, but Rong Ting is at home, just so you can take him with you."
Rong Heng: "Are you not at home?"
"Well, I have something to do. I may not go back until the afternoon. If you want to accompany Rong Ting, you can go directly. He is at home. If you want to take him out for dinner, remember not to eat spicy food. He ate spicy food last time." It's on fire."
"Okay." Rong Heng really wanted to ask where she was, but he endured it.
Song Yuan picked up the bag and got out of the car, and said to the person on the phone while closing the car door, "Okay, I won't tell you anymore. I still have something to do here."
Rong Heng let out a sigh.
After hanging up the phone, Song Yuan walked towards the elevator.
***
Rong Heng still wanted to show off in front of Song Yuan. After coming to Song's house, he offered to take Rong Ting to buy vegetables in the supermarket. His tone was flat but also confident, "Your mother said it's best not to go. Eat outside, then I will cook for you today."
Rong Ting looked at him in astonishment, thinking that there was something wrong with his ears, his big eyes were staring with disbelief.
"Let's go." Rong Heng asked Sun Qiming to find the recipe for him. He took a look at it and found that it was not difficult. He has learned everything since he was a child, but it should be difficult to cook a meal. Do not pour him.
Rong Ting silently changed into his snow boots, put on his hat and followed his father to go out.
The father and son didn't have much to talk about. Rong Heng would pretend to be in front of Rong Ting at first, but now that he guessed that the kid had seen through him, he didn't bother to pretend anymore.
All the way to the supermarket, many people are buying gifts for New Year's greetings in the supermarket, it is very lively.
Rong Heng pushed the shopping cart over like others did, and asked Rong Ting with great interest, "Do you want to sit?"
Rong Ting shook his head hastily, with a vigilant expression on his face, "No, I can go by myself."
Father said he was going to cook...
Rong Ting subconsciously clutched his stomach. There seems to be no instant noodles at home, do you want to buy a bucket of instant noodles later when Father is not paying attention
Both father and son have outstanding temperament, especially Rong Heng's white hair, which becomes the focus of attention every minute when walking in the crowd.
Fortunately, both of them have good psychological qualities, and they can look at themselves freely when others look at them intentionally or unintentionally.
"I heard from your mother that you like to eat chicken wings." Rong Heng walked around, and finally looked at the fresh food area, "Let's go buy some chicken wings."
Rong Ting followed him silently to the fresh food section, seeing his father solemnly looking at the chicken wings piled on the ice, he had no intention of choosing chicken wings for a long time, he couldn't help but make a noise Remind him, "The queen always takes a fresh-keeping bag, then uses the clip to put the chicken wings into the fresh-keeping bag, and finally goes over there to weigh it."
… I see.
Rong Heng didn't want to lose face in front of his son, so he said calmly: "I was just thinking about buying some chicken wings."
After saying this, Rong Heng pulled a fresh-keeping bag over there, picked up the tongs, and began to pick out chicken wings clumsily.
He has never bought vegetables or cooked before, and the ghost knows how to choose. He picked up a few chicken wings at random. He frowned. He just felt that the smell here was not good, so he hurried to the weighing place to weigh it. Just breathed a sigh of relief.
Rong Ting no longer had any expectations for today's lunch.
"Your mother likes green vegetables. Let's go buy a handful of green vegetables."
"Father..." Looking at his father's selection with great interest, Rong Ting finally couldn't help but said, "That should not be green vegetables, but green onions."
Doesn't Father even know Cong
Rong Heng's face froze, "Really?"
"yes."
In fact, Rong Ting didn't know these things at first, and he often came to the supermarket. Song Yuan liked to do various science popularization with him, so that even though he was young, he also knew a lot of common sense about grocery shopping.
The simplest part of grocery shopping is also very difficult for the father and son.
After buying chicken wings and a bag of cabbage, Rong Heng took Rong Ting to the fresh food section again, this time to buy fish, it was easier to buy fish, just tell the chef what kind of fish you want. If it is multiple, the master will pick one and weigh it. If the price is satisfactory, the master will start killing the fish.
"What kind of fish do you usually eat?" Rong Heng lowered his head and asked his son.
"I eat a lot of sea bass, and occasionally mandarin fish."
Rong Heng thought for a while, and then said to the fish killer: "I want a sea bass, enough for a family of three."
The master was very enthusiastic, "Okay!"
Hearing his father say "a family of three", Rong Ting, a young picky expert, wanted to correct him, but when he got to the point of speaking, he felt that it was inappropriate to refute his father in public, so he could only bear it silently.
Rong Ting took advantage of the time when the master was killing the fish, secretly and easily went to the snack area, found the instant noodle shelf, and took a bucket of instant noodles.
There were a lot of people in the supermarket today, Rong Heng pushed the shopping cart and led Rong Ting to line up behind the long queue.
Rong Ting originally thought that going to the supermarket with his father was a novel experience, but now he thought that it would be more fun to go to the supermarket with his mother or grandfather. His father never said to take him to buy some snacks or Yakult, but it was a strict rule His mother who eats less snacks will also buy him fruit!
This is the first time that Rong Ting feels that going to the supermarket can be a very boring thing.
But even if he was dissatisfied, Rong Ting didn't show it. He glanced at the people in line, and then at the self-checkout area, thinking that his father had forgotten, so he stretched out his hand and pulled his clothes.
Rong Heng looked down at his son, not knowing what was wrong with him.
Rong Ting said in a low voice: "Royal father, there is a self-service checkout over there. Every time the queen mother will pay there, it is very convenient and fast, and there is no need to queue up."
"..." Rong Heng seldom comes to supermarkets at all, and he doesn't know much about many modern things, like what his son said about self-service checkout, he doesn't know how to operate it at all, and it's not just Rong Ting who has the prince's burden Well, Rong Heng also has the burden of the emperor, so naturally he doesn't want to lose face in front of strangers.
Father and son, you look at me, and I look at you.
In the end, Rong Heng said helplessly and solemnly: "How many words have you practiced today? How long have you practiced?"