My Son is a Transmigrated Prince

Song Yuan, who officially resigned, now has a lot of time to accompany the court.

She is still a lot easier than other mothers, because Rong Ting is very sensible, and her parents have helped her to ask for a trusted aunt. Now she does n’t need to cook for three meals a day, nor does she need to clean. The time is free. When Rong Ting practiced reading and reading, she would n’t bother to go up there. After all, she was not a teacher, and she could n’t point him at this time. This time was her free time. She could surf the Internet, follow the drama and variety shows, and come again. A glass of fat house water is falling fast.

Of course, Song Yuan is not ready to be a full-time mother, but she will go to Beijing to report to her father's company after Rong Ting adapts.

This made Chen Linjing very upset. She hoped that her daughter would inherit her clothing company, but there was no way. Her career had not yet developed in Beijing.

Over time, Song Yuan was influenced by the mothers of the owner group. I also think that Rong Ting should learn something special in addition to her studies. Otherwise, many babies will even start early education classes in a few months. Isn't Rong Ting losing? Are you on the starting line?

So Song Yuan booked a lot of experience classes for Rong Ting, and wanted to see what Rong Ting was more suitable for.

When she was young, she thought she would be the kind of very enlightened mother who would go crazy and play games with her children. When she really had a child, she changed.

She is no different from other mothers. When she saw a trophy and a trophy in the owner group, she also became anxious!

It's sunny and there is no ice on the roadside. Song Yuan drove Rong Ting to experience the course. The center she was looking for was very popular in the city. Yesterday she took Rong Ting to experience the balance car course. Rong Ting saw the room. When all the babies were two or three years old, he was angry, so he temporarily switched to a skating course. He was just a bit interested in this. After falling Malaysia, his ears turned red and he told Song Yuan that he was a prince. He doesn't need to learn ice.

Song Yuan just didn't hear it.

The child hasn't responded yet. He is unlikely to return to ancient times. Song Yuan didn't want to stimulate him, so he didn't break.

The child's thought was to boil the frog in warm water and to cultivate her mother-child relationship, let her willingly follow him back to the palace.

Although he didn't say it explicitly, Song Yuan knew that she thought sneerly at the words he said before, oh man! too young too simple.

Today, she took Rong Ting to a piano experience class, and after that, she would go to another class for a physical fitness class. The schedule was still a little tight.

On the way, in order to prevent some unnecessary situations from happening, Song Yuan decided to seduce him to coax him, "Cuckoo, in fact, I really regret it now. When I was young, my mother asked me to learn the piano. Later, in order to cultivate my interest My dad also bought me a piano, but I just could n’t keep it up and did n’t learn it later. This year I still have a little expertise. In the past, our school welcomed freshmen and art performances, and all students came to the stage to play the piano alone. Or playing the violin, my college classmates play the piano, and occasionally go to the mall or cafe to pick up work, and make a lot of money. "

"Of course, I'm not saying that letting you learn this is to make you make money in the future. You ancients should have such a sentence, too. Yiduo is not overwhelmed."

"And coo, as long as I think of you going to the stage to play the piano and play the violin, I am particularly excited! Maybe I will enter the SLR pit in order to take pictures of you."

Rong Ting finally reacted, although he was almost six years old, but Song Yuan bought him a safety seat for the sake of safety. He sat on the safety seat, raised his head, and said with dissatisfaction: Come on stage? I don't want it! "

Seeing his dislike of this, he even claimed to be "I".

"You can't say that. Many children are now going to perform. They have to study in the country, don't they?" Song Yuan said, "and the parents of those children feel particularly proud, and I want to be proud. "

"I refuse, I can't go alone!" Rong Ting was disgusted.

"Well, don't talk about playing on stage, you can try it, maybe you will like it? I'm not such an unreasonable person, if you don't like it, I won't force you." Song Yuan thought I thought, "I paid for it, so you should play, OK?"

In fact, she didn't have the heart to force him, and if he didn't want to, she wouldn't force it.

Rong Ting nodded reluctantly, "OK."

He is not an aversion to learning. He is now the age of being curious about everything, but everything in modern times conflicts with his education. Fortunately, his mother understands him and is trying to find a balance.

At the learning center, there were other children who came to the experience class this time. This is also a selfishness of Song Yuan. She hopes that Rong Ting can contact more children of the same age. After all, adults are all around him. Although the adults have also come from that age, they ca n’t really understand the world of children. She hopes Rong Ting can make friends.

There are floor-to-ceiling windows on the side facing the corridor in the classroom. This window is very interesting. People outside can see what's going on inside. It is probably convenient for parents to observe their children's learning progress. People are distracted by the attraction, and the sound insulation is particularly good.

Class with Rong Ting is a little girl and a little boy. The three children are all about the same age and should have a common language.

When the teacher taught the little girl to play a test, the little boy quietly chatted with Rong Ting, "What do you learn every day now?"

Rong Ting was more grounded than when he first came through. He used to ignore children's conversations before, and now he will answer some questions, "I went to learn skating yesterday."

"Well, I'm sick of it, my parents are devil!" The little boy accused softly. "I want to learn English, I want to learn Taekwondo, and now I'm going to report to my piano class. Yesterday they also wanted to discuss I'm going to learn to paint, and I don't take me seriously! "

Rong Ting was established as a prince from birth. The royal requirements are more stringent, so the little boy's encounter will not receive his sympathy.

"Oh, is it?" Rong Ting thought of her mother-in-law's politeness, don't ignore people, and didn't want to care about the child, so she had to say this again.

"Yeah! You're probably like me. The parents are crazy!"

Rong Ting once again, be regarded as a response to him.

He doesn't feel that the children are so pitiful now. At this intensity, what is it?

"What have you learned?" The little boy asked Rong Ting again.

Rong Ting thought about it, and replied: "Drawing, calligraphy, horse riding, shooting, poetry ..."

He also said that the little boy didn't understand, all in all, some skills that sounded difficult and very high.

The little boy was dumbfounded, choked his paw, and whispered, "You are so pitiful, I suddenly feel that my parents are very kind to me."

Song Yuan stood outside, watching Rong Ting having a good chat with the little boy, and she also laughed.

Yes, that's it! Coo, make more friends, I hope you have a happy childhood!

Growing up is inseparable from my friends. Song Yuan even thought about whether to exchange contact information with the little boy ’s mother. Later, he can gather together and have a baby together, so that Rong Ting ’s life will also become A lot of colorful!

While making friends in Song Yuan's brain training room, a gentle male voice came: "Miss Song, it's a coincidence."

When Song Yuan heard his words and turned his head, he saw that Rong Hong was surprised, "Mr. Xie, why are you here?"

Rong Hong smiled. "I have a friend here to work with. I have an appointment with him today. He is still in a meeting. I will just walk away. I just saw that you thought I was dazzled. Why are you here?"

He followed her sight and looked into the classroom with a smile, "Is it with your son in class? Which is your son?"

"Well." Song Yuan pointed at Rong Ting, not far from the piano. "The one with the hat."

Rong Ting refuses to cut her hair. Now she wears modern clothes, which is not good and has an ancient hairstyle. She will wear a hat when she goes out.

Rong Hong smiled, "It's so big, it feels like you."

"Is that so? It's true that the words sons like mothers and daughters like fathers make some sense."

"Is this piano lesson?"

Song Yuan nodded. "Yeah, he's actually very powerful. He just learns everything. I don't know what he likes to learn, so I'll take him over to experience a few lessons, and then learn what he likes."

"He is really different from other children." Rong Hong carefully measured and made such an evaluation.

Others were talking about their children. Of course, Song Yuan was interested in this topic and asked, "How is it different?"

"You see, he's also standing, his back is straight, and he won't look around. That's fine." Rong Min paused. "Although I haven't touched your son, I can feel it. He was taught very well and was a very good kid. "

"Yeah." Song Yuan was also very happy to hear him say this. Maybe that's what it means to be a mother. Listening to people boasting about their children is a hundred times happier than boasting themselves. "But it's not my credit, it's his father's. Credit, his father is really great, but I think he is too good, and sometimes it doesn't matter that he wants to be as noisy as an ordinary child. "

Rong Yun laughed. "He should be much happier following you now. Children still prefer to spend time with their mother, but have nothing to say to their father."

"Probably, just because his father taught him very well, and now he follows me, I want to do better, at least not to delay him." This is why Song Yuan is so anxious, Rong Ting is too good, if he Follow her and finally become an ordinary person, she will be guilty psychologically.

"How could it be." Rong Hong looked at Rong Ting, who was standing upright in the room, and looked far away. "Some people are destined not to be in the pool."