Song Yuan didn't expect that Rong Heng would come back and buy them a meal.
When the three of them entered the ward again, Wu Siyu had finished the video call with her husband, and she said happily: "My husband is buying the fastest ticket. He said that if everything goes well, he may be able to arrive at the hospital in the early morning. I just asked I went to the doctor, and the doctor said that I should not give birth so soon, the doctor seemed very experienced, she said that I might not give birth until noon or afternoon tomorrow.”
Song Yuan and Rong Heng's expressions are very confused at the moment.
The two finally synchronized for a while, and they didn't expect her to be so happy right now.
Song Yuan recalled the pain of childbirth, and couldn't help but give Wu Siyu a thumbs up in his heart at this moment.
Rong Heng was at a loss. He remembered that when Yuanyuan gave birth, he was not so happy, and his eyes were red and he was always scared.
"I asked the driver to buy a few dishes, and I also ordered a ginseng chicken soup." Rong Heng said this to Song Yuan, "You let her drink some soup, otherwise she won't have the strength to give birth later."
Song Yuan was silent when he heard the words.
These words are very familiar, so familiar that some pictures unconsciously resurfaced in her mind. At that time, she had no intention of eating at all, and the imperial dining room could not make what she wanted to eat. It was indeed not very painful at first, she was purely Frightened by himself, his teeth were chattering, so he brought a bowl of ginseng soup himself, supported her, coaxed her very patiently, and asked her to drink a few more sips.
She shook her head lightly, as if to get all these memories out of her mind.
Wu Siyu had a good appetite. She drank a bowl of soup and ate a small bowl of rice. She touched her swollen belly contentedly, "It's comfortable."
Seeing her so comfortable and comfortable, Song Yuan couldn't help feeling, "It's better to be modern, not to mention the doula, and the painless delivery."
"Painless childbirth?" He knew both words, but when they were combined together, he didn't quite understand what they meant.
Song Yuan patiently explained to him, "I don't know exactly what's going on, anyway, after you open the three fingers, you can hit it. After hitting it, the pain will not be so painful, and it will be relieved to a large extent. Maternal pain."
Rong Heng gave a low acknowledgment.
He didn't talk much, and Song Yuan didn't have time to observe his emotions.
Although it was said that Wu Siyu's husband would come in a few hours, Song Yuan wouldn't bring Rong Ting home right now.
Rong Heng didn't want to stay in the ward, after all, he was an adult man, and there were pregnant women in this ward, he was not suitable to stay here, he only said to go out to get some air, Song Yuan didn't stop him.
There are a lot of people who give birth to children in this hospital every day. Rong Heng went around and came to the safe passage. There were no people here, and there was no heating, so the air finally circulated a bit.
After a while, a young man came over. He came to smoke. Seeing someone there, he was stunned for a moment. After he realized it, he handed a cigarette to Rong Heng, "Brother, how about one?"
Rong Heng knew it was cigarettes, he shook his head, "I don't smoke."
He did not smoke, and he did not smoke in the ancient palace.
Both men are in the safe passage, and the one who is familiar with him will take the initiative to find a topic to talk about, otherwise it would be boring to stand here.
The young man smirked: "My daughter-in-law is about to give birth. Originally I was with her, but my mother-in-law said I was causing trouble in the room, so she kicked me out. I just came to smoke a cigarette, brother, so is your wife." Are you having a baby?"
Rong Heng doesn't like chatting with strangers, especially this kind of small talk, but for some reason, today he is willing to say a few words, "How old is my child?"
The young man couldn't believe it, looked at him, and smiled, "Then you are too young to have a child, how did you feel when the child was born, what does it feel like to be a father?"
Rong Heng smiled faintly, "I forgot."
what does it feel like
Probably shock.
He had never seen anyone else give birth to a child, and no one had given birth to him. At that time, he knew that she was afraid, but he was actually more afraid than she was.
Before that, he had read a lot of medical skills, and he was cautious in everything, so as not to be careful. Everyone thought that he valued the unborn child, no, he knew that childbirth was a hell for women, and he only hoped , she doesn't want to go. Compared with the child, she is more important to him, but he also knows that he must have a child, and he only wants her child.
How does he feel when he sees her in so much pain that he can't speak, and how she subconsciously protects her stomach even though she's in terrible pain? After really seeing the situation where the person I love gave birth to a child for me, I couldn't bear to hurt her anymore, and I couldn't bear to lose my temper with her again.
It's just that he seemed to understand it too late. Just when he thought that the relationship between them would slowly recover with the birth of this child, news of Meng Qingrong's death came from ahead.
Now he seems to have hurt her again. Although she didn't say anything and acted calmly, he knew that she was disappointed in him.
Seeing that Rong Heng was not enthusiastic, the young man was also worried about his wife's situation after smoking, so he left quickly after saying goodbye to Rong Heng.
Song Yuan didn't know if Rong Heng had left, but it was almost eight or nine o'clock, so he pulled Rong Ting aside, and said softly, "Go and find your father, if you find him, let him take you back , It’s useless for you to stay in this hospital, isn’t it? Mom is with Aunt Siyu, and I’ll go back when Auntie Siyu’s husband comes, be good, be obedient.”
Rong Ting didn't want to go back, but he also knew that he wouldn't be able to help him if he stayed here, so he could only pout his mouth and agree, "Then I'm at home alone?"
"Of course not." Song Yuan shook his head, "So you bring your father here, and I'll discuss it with him to see if you should follow him to the hotel where he lives, or if he should sleep at our house for one night."
Now it was Rong Ting's turn to be surprised, "Mother, don't you dislike father staying at our house?"
Now listening to what the queen mother said, it seems that the emperor let the father stay at home for one night!
Song Yuan smiled helplessly, "I'm worried about letting you stay at home alone at night."
In the past, she didn't recover her memory because she was afraid that it would be embarrassing to be under the same roof with Rong Heng, and she was also afraid that some unnecessary things would happen to him. Now that she has recovered her memory and he has not lost his memory, what is the situation between them? I know it well. Whether or not he sleeps in her house for one night will not have any effect.
She only thinks of him as the father of her son. He knows it better than anyone else.
"Okay." Rong Ting now felt that his mother was weird too.
Even so, he turned around and left the ward, ready to go out to find his father.
This is the obstetrics and gynecology department. Many people have given birth to children, and many people have already given birth. Even at this point, it is still not quiet.
Rong Ting heard a middle-aged and elderly couple talking to someone, and the voices were not low.
"It's really disappointing. Didn't you say that the doctor saw it as a son? Why was he born a loser? The neighbors don't know how to laugh at me. The doctor is really heartless. We stuffed money, and he told me It's a son!"
"Hey, now that the second child is open, it's okay. The first child is for the daughter, and the second child will be stress-free. After the daughter grows up, she can still help the family and help the younger brother, right? Daughter is good, daughter is fine. How about filial piety, the house price is so high now, you don’t have to buy a house after giving birth to a daughter, that’s a blessing.”
"You're lucky, old lady, give me 5,000 in the red envelope. I thought it was 10,000 for my son, but I'll only give 5,000 for my daughter. Why aren't you a big fat boy!"
Rong Ting was quite inconceivable after hearing this.
It's so strange, it's fine if the ancient times didn't like having daughters, but didn't the queen mother say that modern times are good, didn't they mean that modern times are many years more advanced than ancient times
Doesn't it mean that boys and girls are the same
Rong Ting shook his head while looking for his father, and finally found him in the safe passage.
He didn't know what his father was thinking, he looked pensive.
Although he didn't have much to talk to his father, but thinking of the pain of giving birth in this hospital, he couldn't help but want to ask his father, "Father, it seems to me that giving birth is painful."
Rong Heng came back to his senses and gave a sigh of relief, "For women, childbirth is a hell. Your great-grandmother died in childbirth, and your grandfather died on the spot after giving birth."
Rong Ting was a little scared, "Is it so scary? Father," he paused, and asked hesitantly, "Did the queen mother also suffer so much when she gave birth to me..."
"There was no painless childbirth in ancient times." Rong Heng glanced at him, "The technology is not so advanced, and there are many things where women die during childbirth."
Rong Ting groaned and lowered his head, "The queen mother said that she has forgotten, and she doesn't remember whether it hurts or not."
"I remember, as long as you remember." Rong Ting heard his father say this.
***
Rong Heng followed Rong Ting back to the door of the ward. Seeing that Fang Siyu was in a good state of mind, Song Yuan felt relieved, and then left the ward. There was no one in the corridor at the moment, only a few expectant mothers were at home. He was walking back and forth with his support.
"Take Gugu back." Song Yuan thought for a while, "I probably won't be able to leave tonight. Siyu's husband hasn't bought a ticket yet. Even if he buys a ticket right away, it's probably morning. Yes. You can see if it is more convenient to take Gugu to the hotel you are staying in, or stay at our house for one night," she paused, apologetically, "I am really sorry, I have to trouble you to take Gugu with you for the night , I am worried about letting him sleep at home alone."
In fact, after saying this, Song Yuan regretted it a little. She really shouldn't have said this. After all, Gu Gu grew up by his side in the past five years.
Rong Heng said kindly, looked down at his son who was obviously unwilling to leave, and asked in a low voice: "Where do you want to live? I can do it."
Rong Ting was a very sensible child. He knew that his parents were different from ordinary couples. He also knew that his mother might not want his father to live at home in private. He bowed his head and thought for a moment, then asked: "Father , Does your hotel have a swimming pool or hot spring?"
"Yes." Rong Heng nodded, "There are hot springs and swimming pools."
Rong Ting cheered, he really wanted to go to that hotel right now, and he looked at Song Yuan again, "Queen, can I go to the hotel where Father lives? I haven't gone swimming for a long time."
"Is it convenient for you?" Song Yuan asked Rong Heng.
"convenient."
Song Yuan breathed a sigh of relief, "Then Gu Gu, you have to listen to your father."
She felt that her exhortation was nonsense.
After all, Rong Ting admired his father the most, and probably listened to him the most.
"By the way," Song Yuan looked at Rong Heng, only to realize that the other party was looking at her all the time, she was taken aback for a moment, and subconsciously lowered her head to avoid his gaze, "I still need to trouble you to take Gugu back, Help him pack his things, what to bring, we will tell you by video call after you go home, do you think this is okay?"
Rong Heng likes others to be polite to him, but he doesn't like her being so polite to him.
This kind of politeness that treats him like an ordinary passerby will only make him feel a sense of panic that he can't grasp anything.
"Can."
Before Rong Heng left, Song Yuan heard him say a word in a low voice.
She didn't hear clearly at first, but when the father and son went to the elevator and her ears became quiet again, she realized what he said. He said, Rong Ting is the child of the two of us.
***
Rong Heng's car didn't have a safety seat, but Rong Ting was a little unaccustomed to it. He sat in the back seat with his father, and also consciously put on the seat belt. Seeing his father's relaxed posture, he was not used to it , couldn't help opening his mouth to remind him, "Father, you must wear your seat belt when you sit in the back seat. The queen mother said that as long as you sit in this car, you must wear your seat belt no matter where you sit. The seat belt is your life belt. "
Under the influence of his ears and eyes, Song Yuan often talked about traffic rules, and Rong Ting also attached great importance to travel safety.
"... Well, I see." Rong Heng fastened his seat belt in a regular manner. This was the first time he was wearing a seat belt in the back seat.
Only then did Rong Ting feel comfortable.
In addition, the father and son did not communicate with each other along the way. They rarely talked about things other than studies, and Rong Ting was not used to pouring out his thoughts to him.
When they got downstairs in the community, Sun Qiming didn't go up. Rong Heng took Rong Ting back to the house. Originally, Rong Heng wanted to use his WeChat to make a video call with Song Yuan, but Rong Ting's speed was really fast. Picking up the tablet on the sofa, he dialed out a video invitation to his mother, and the other end quickly picked it up.
Rong Heng: "..."
"Are you home so soon?" Song Yuan's face appeared on the tablet. She was sitting on a chair outside the ward, and her voice was very quiet. When she looked at Rong Ting, her expression softened, "Goo, you If you want to stay in the hotel for one night, you need to prepare your change of long johns and sweaters. You don’t need to change your sweater and outer pants. The long johns and underwear are in the drawers of your room, and the socks are at the bottom. In the grid, remember to get a pair."
Although Rong Heng couldn't see her in the video, when he heard her gentle exhortation, his expression subconsciously became much gentler for a moment.
Rong Ting is a child with strong hands-on ability and does not need Rong Heng's help. While talking to Song Yuan with a tablet, he packs his own little luggage, ranging from a change of long underwear to a towel for a child Face cream, after a while, the backpack was full and bulging.
Rong Heng, who was completely reduced to the background board at the side, sighed in his heart, before he always felt that Song Yuan was very careless, but now look at her, she is so careful about children.
From the time Rong Ting dialed the video call to hanging up, Rong Heng didn't have time to say a word to Song Yuan.
Finally, when Rong Ting went to turn off the light in the bathroom, he said in a low voice, "The queen mother must be very uncomfortable."
Rong Heng walked in, just in time to hear such a sentence, "How to say?"
"The first thing my mother does when she comes back from get off work every day is to remove her make-up. She said that it's uncomfortable to have makeup on her face. My mother doesn't know if there is a toothbrush for her to use in the hospital..." Rong Ting didn't know what it was, just pointed Pointing to the black one on the table, she said, "This one, the queen mother said, is for washing your face."
He didn't remember what it was called, and he, who could be said to have a photographic memory for the knowledge in books, actually felt a headache when faced with this huge pile of bottles and cans.
"Then tell me what your mother usually uses, and I'll take it for her."
Rong Ting looked surprised, "Is it really possible?"
"Of course." Rong Heng smiled slightly, "But you may have to stay alone in the hotel room for a while."
Rong Ting patted his small chest, "That's no problem!"
After finishing speaking, he hesitated again, "The queen mother didn't ask us to bring her something..."
Rong Heng smiled softly, "Maybe she's just afraid to bother me, but you heard it too, she's going to stay in the hospital all night, wouldn't it be hard not to brush her teeth or wash her face?"
"Well, then I'll call my mother and see if she needs it."
Rong Heng stopped him with a smile, "Rong Ting, your mother is a person who doesn't like to bother others. If you ask her, she will definitely say no. You have to judge for yourself. Do you think she needs it?"
Rong Ting was led in unconsciously, nodded, "Need."
Of course it is necessary, the mother has to brush her teeth, wash her face and remove makeup every day.
"We'll send it to her if she needs it." Rong Heng smiled, "Don't tell her yet, just treat it as a surprise for her, what do you think?"
"it is good."
Rong Heng's smile deepened, "Then you know her better, I'm here to test you, what does she use every day?"
This is not difficult for Rong Ting, he often brushes his teeth and washes his face with his mother, he picked up the pink mouthwash cup, and said in a proud tone, "My mother uses this cup, I use a blue one, and that pink electric toothbrush also belongs to my mother. "
"Well, you have a good memory." Rong Heng took a bag and put the pink mouthwash cup and electric toothbrush in it.
"The queen mother said that I want to use children's toothpaste specially for children. She uses adult toothpaste, this is it, and there are many small hearts in it when it is squeezed out."
"Okay." Rong Heng put the toothpaste in again.
"The queen mother washes her face with this black one, and she also uses this silver jar to remove makeup."
"The queen mother used this pack of face towels, she said it was cleaner."
"This is the water used by the queen mother. You have to pat it on your face vigorously."
"This seems to be the essence used by my mother. Once I almost fell, my mother said that if I fell, thousands of yuan would be gone."
"I don't remember anything else, I only remember these." Rong Ting couldn't help sighing after thinking about it: "The queen mother puts a lot of things on her face every day, and I can't remember too much."
Seeing that the bag was almost full, Rong Heng couldn't help sighing, "I don't blame you, I can't remember it even if it was me."
He remembered that it was also like this in ancient times. After she entered the palace, probably the only pleasure she had was to ask the imperial physician about the maintenance methods. When she asked about these, it was one of the few vivid moments since she entered the palace.
He thought he'd never see her happy again, and most of the time he was even pissed at the look of sadness in her brow.
What he didn't understand was how the person who said he wanted to marry him at the beginning became unhappy again after he actually married him.
Does she not like this palace so much
"The queen mother always drinks milk at night, and her thermos is in the bedroom. I'll get it for her."
Rong Ting was about to go to Song Yuan's bedroom, but when he caught sight of his father following him, he stopped and stood at the door of Song Yuan's bedroom, blocking Rong Heng's progress.
Frankly speaking, Rong Ting was very conflicted.
He knew that his father was his father and his mother was his mother, but he also knew that the relationship between father and mother was not what he thought. The queen mother has lost her memory now. For her, the emperor father may not be her husband, and she has forgotten everything.
"Father..." Rong Ting said with some difficulty, "Can you stay away from the Queen Mother's bedroom?"
He paused and then said: "I am the empress's child, and I am still young. It is okay to go in and out of the empress's bedroom, but father, I think it is not suitable for you to enter and leave the empress's bedroom now. It is very..."
This is not what a gentleman does.
He didn't dare to say the latter words, but that's what he meant.
Although modern times are different from ancient times, he still feels that it is not good for people around a girl's bedroom to come in and out at will.
Rong Heng gradually restrained the smile on his face, he nodded his head forbearingly and gently, "You're right."
Rong Ting breathed a sigh of relief, and happily entered the bedroom, but Rong Heng had no choice but to turn around and walk towards the living room, really depressed.