My Son is a Transmigrated Prince

In the evening, Song Yuan suffered from insomnia very rarely.

The last time she had insomnia was because she was scared. She turned on the lights in the room and talked to Xie Ya in a video call before falling asleep at two or three in the morning.

She picked up the tablet from the bedside table and searched the name of Rong Ting and the dynasty dynasty said by Rong Ting again. Nothing was found. The historical knowledge she learned also told her that there was no dynasty.

What is going on? However, there may be missing dynasties in historical records.

There is no relevant information on the Internet, which is really worrying.

Even if it was a born optimist, Song Yuan felt bald in the face of the current situation.

Song Yuan got up at 6:30 in the morning and yawned while frying eggs. She couldn't help but laugh at herself. She really has the potential to be a good mother. In order to make a clean breakfast for Rong Ting, she actually made it half a day earlier. Waking up in an hour, this incident can really be recorded in history, it can be said to touch China and move to Asia.

Making your own breakfast is clean and not too energy-consuming. It can only be as simple as possible. One person and one bowl of millet porridge, plus fried eggs and bacon, and pickles bought in the supermarket, can eat very comfortable.

"I'm really late if I don't leave, and I'll be deducted for being late." Although Song Yuan was not short of money, she didn't want to perform too badly in the company.

The cuckoo child was almost starting to cocoon when he heard his ears. "Ku knows, Kou understands, Kou will not open the door to a stranger, nor will he jump off the building, nor will he open the gas and gas stove! After mother, you will not leave. It's really going to be late. "

Song Yuan squeezed his ears angrily. "You're starting to think I'm stingy now. I'm not at ease, or that sentence, whoever knocks at the door, don't open it!"

"Well! Gu really knows!"

"The millet porridge is in the rice cooker. I pressed the insulation button. You can eat it when you are hungry. The other insulation lunch box contains fried eggs and bacon. There is Yakult in the refrigerator, but you should not drink too much. If you don't want to eat, On the coffee table were the floss bread bought yesterday, and the fruit plate also contained bananas and oranges. "

Rong Ting was helpless. The mother had already said this word many times, and he handed her the bag on the shoe cabinet directly.

"Conscienceless." Song Yuan walked out of the room while voicing.

There is a child at home who is really worried.

Yesterday was a big idea. I bought an children's watch online in the evening and I can get it today.

She also does n’t have a landline at this house. It ’s hard for her to come to work at this company. She should have thought about it at home.

Originally, she told Rong Ting that she would get back as soon as possible after leaving work at 5:30 in the afternoon, but at 12:00 noon, she picked up the bag and rushed out. The company did not leave her home. It's a long way, and it takes about 20 minutes by car.

When she opened the door with the key, Rong Ting, who was reading on the sofa, was taken aback and looked at the door with vigilance.

When seeing that the person who came in was her, Rong Ting was relieved and put down the book. "Don't you say that you can come back when you are late?"

Song Yuan found nothing wrong with Rong Ting, and her family was safe and sound, and she felt relieved, "I miss you."

Rong Ting heard her say that, she was very excited and a little shy.

The happy result was that Song Yuan brought back two meals, and he didn't look at the expression of such lowly food, he would not eat if he starved to death, instead he was eating happily.

Rong Ting is no different from other children. He likes to drink Yakult, eats fudge, and likes the ham sausage in this meal.

Halfway through the meal, Rong Ting thought of what he saw this morning, broke his own rules of eating without talking, and solemnly released the jade on his body and handed it to Song Yuan.

Song Yuan didn't know why, and looked at him in doubt.

Rong Ting pursed his lips, and fisted his fists against his lips, and coughed.

He is only five or six years old this year, and doing this move is really against him.

"After the mother, what is the value of this jade pendant, although I don't know, but it is not cheap to come."

"Where isn't it cheap? It must be very valuable. This is an antique. What's wrong?"

"Find a credible pawnshop after your mother, and pawn."

Song Yuan's eyes widened, and he couldn't figure out what Rong Ting was about to do.

"After the mother-in-law got the silver, change to a good place to live."

...

"Isn't this good?" Song Yuan put down his chopsticks, very puzzled. This neighborhood is a neighborhood carefully selected by her father and adult. When she was eighteen years old, it was still the most expensive neighborhood in the city. These years have passed. Although it is no longer a high-end neighborhood, it should be There are all kinds of equipment. There is elementary and junior high school nearby. There is a subway station within a few minutes' walk. She has a well-oriented house and a good layout. Now she ca n’t buy it anymore.

Why let her change houses?

Song Yuan was tense. It is said that children can see dirty things, and Coo is an ancient man who passed through. Could it be that the Feng Shui of this house is not good?

Rong Ting is really hard to tell what he saw this morning.

He stood on the balcony and looked at the neighborhood as before, and wanted to learn more about the terrain, how could he know that there was a pair of young men and women hugging and hugging downstairs, and even ... it was simply out of shape and unsightly!

Presumably this should be the place where the three religions and nine streams converge.

Rong Ting doesn't want to say, it's hard to say, but just said, "If the mother is shy, don't worry. Although you are an adolescent, you will find ways to protect you."

"Although you said that I was very moved, but did you misunderstand something?" Song Yuan pushed his jade back again. "Well, you are a prince. Your definition of the poor, and my definition of the poor are It ’s different. Although I ’m not very rich, I ’m really not shy in my pockets. I ’m more than enough to support you! ”

"Is this true?"

"Of course it is true. Continue to return to the question just now. Is it bad for me? Why should I change my house?" She was still curious about this question.

Rong Ting was silent for a moment, saying: "I think that I don't deserve to be the mother-in-law here, and the mother-in-law is the mother of a country ..."

Seeing that he was about to do it, a lot of it, Song Yuan interrupted him immediately, "I don't deserve it here. If it weren't for my dad, I wouldn't be able to buy this house without eating or drinking in my life."

Rong Ting was surprised, but not for the house, "is my grandfather here?"

"Of course. My father and mother are here."

Rong Ting's face was pleasantly surprised. "Grandma is also here. Gu Gu never heard his father mention it."

He paused, and tentatively asked, "Is that lone war god?"

God of War?

"I'm an only child. I don't have any brothers or sisters. Who are the gods of war you say?"

While talking, Song Yuan's cell phone rang. It was a customer she was in charge of. She picked it up and heard the other person talked. She had a subconscious headache. When she hung up the phone, she had no time to eat. , Stood up, packed the disposable lunch box, and said to Rong Ting: "I have a customer coming to the company to find me, I must hurry over, I should be off work on time this afternoon, you are good at home."

Rong Ting was interrupted by her, and she forgot to ask about the God of War.

The **** of war is also a taboo in the dynasty. He only accidentally heard a master who taught him to ride and shoot. He said that the **** of war has a soldier who is very powerful. Of course, when the master just said this, his face immediately showed remorse. After that, the master did n’t teach him anymore, and I heard that he was sent to the Ministry of Industry by his father.

The mother-in-law didn't even remember him, how could he remember the emperor and others?

Song Yuan returned to the company and started her busy work. She was doing miscellaneous work most of the time, but she was also in charge of one or two customers. Unfortunately, maybe she didn't have the idea to train her. Both customers are The most difficult.

She was so dizzy all afternoon that she didn't even have time to drink water.

Rong Ting's time at home is also very fulfilling, one hour to practice calligraphy, one hour to read a book, he did not dare to slacken his schoolwork.

Around five in the afternoon, Rong Ting was fascinated by the Sun Tzu comic book.

At the same time, Father Song drove to the community and wore a Bluetooth headset to talk to people. "I heard people say that Beijing is going to change. Although it has nothing to do with me, I want to ask, thank Family affairs will not affect the opening of my supermarket chain? "

The man on the other side laughed crazy, "Who are you, you ca n’t be ranked in Beijing, rest assured. Xie's family can't take care of you now. What you offend is nothing but the shrimp soldier crab ,it's OK."

"That's good." Father Song parked the car and looked at the two cardboard boxes in the back seat through the rearview mirror of the car. "I won't tell you, I went downstairs to my girl's house. She hasn't been here yet. Off work. "

"Song Song really loves her daughter."

No, when he returned from a business trip, Baba brought a box of air-freighted seafood and a box of cherries to his girlfriend's house to present her treasure. In this way, he hadn't seen the girl for more than half a month. He really thought about it.

Song Haiping hummed in a small key, lifted the cardboard box, and held the key given to him by his girlfriend in his pocket, ready to play the role of a loving father today.

The little slacker probably did not open a fire when he cooked a dinner for the girlfriend.

When the girl comes back, he has prepared the food and washed the fruits. Can the girl be moved to tears?

At the door, Song Haiping put down the cardboard box, took out the key from his pocket, opened the door, and then bent over to carry the cardboard box again. He heard only the sound of milk and milk: "Who are you ?!"

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