My Son is a Transmigrated Prince

The day was fulfilling, but it was also very busy.

Song Yuan now admires the kindergarten teacher from her heart. When there is only one child in the family at home, she still feels no pressure to bring the child. It's too noisy to add a few young boys. A patient person! Just changing her status and imagining that she has to face a child in a class, she has a big head.

Just cleaning the house and cleaning up the home, Song Yuan worked with her aunt for almost an hour.

After the work is over, Song Yuan wraps the cake aside and wraps it up with Auntie, and sends her to the door with Rong Ting. "Auntie, take this cake back to your granddaughter."

Aunt is very happy. She likes to work here. Although there are children in the family, she is very good and is not troublesome. The adults in this family get along well.

After the aunt left, only Rong Ting and Song Yuan were left at home. After the mother and son took a bath, they sat on the sofa and watched TV as usual. This is a parent-child activity that is kept every day.

Rong Ting doesn't like watching cartoons or watching TV series.

What does he like to watch? Song Yuan was very surprised. He likes watching the animal world and also watching documentaries. It is really simple.

"How does it feel to have friends?" Song Yuan asked Rong Ting.

The child is quite happy today and has a lot of fun.

Rong Ting's lips are slightly angled, but he still insists: "Lone has no friends."

Song Yuan glanced at her, "Isn't this already there? They are all nice to you, and they share toys with you, this is already a friend."

Is this a friend?

Rong Tingen said, "OK. I used to have no friends in the palace."

Although Song Yuan also guessed that the ancient imperial palace was severe, you can hear Rong Ting say this. Although he said it in a light and light tone, she still felt bad as an old mother. "No one even plays with you ?"

"Yes." Rong Ting continued to say lightly, "Father Emperor found two playmates for Gu, both sons of the Minister of North Korea and China, one with the same age and one with the age of two. Awe, it may have been beaten by the elders in the family, and everything was lonely. Does the mother think that this is a friend? "

Song Yuan thought about it and shook his head honestly. "It shouldn't be a friend."

"Coo, you are so pitiful." Song Yuan couldn't hold back, and hugged Rong Ting. "Let mom hug."

Rong Ting looked confused, "Are you sorry?"

Song Yuan didn't know what to say. The environment in which Rong Ting lived was doomed to make it difficult for him to make friends. Others feared him, even if he was close, he wanted to gain some benefits.

"I'm wrong, I shouldn't use my thoughts to evaluate your situation." Song Yuan touched his head. "Well, don't say this, we will go to Beijing in two days. Because The two cities are not too far away. For convenience, I bought a high-speed rail ticket, and will take you to the plane next time I have the opportunity. "

"A plane, is it possible to go to heaven on television?"

"Well." Song Yuan thought about it. "The high-speed rail is also very fast. Our country's high-speed rail is the fastest in the world. It's very convenient. For example, the last time you and grandpa went to Beijing by car, they walked. It's a high speed, but it also took more than six hours to get there. If you take the high-speed rail, it will take about two hours. "

Rong Ting was shocked and full of expectations for the next high-speed rail trip.

He is very curious about everything here, and wants to see.

***

Rong Hong returned to Xie's house. He has now figured out the basic situation of Xie's family. This time he returned, he didn't need to live in the old house. He has a villa and an apartment in his name, but he has been away for so long. I called early to have a meal together.

The Xie family's old house is located on the mountainside. The air is fresh here. The main building is home to the Xie family and Xie Yanjun. The auxiliary building is equivalent to the employee's dormitory building. The driver security and the nanny aunt live in the auxiliary building.

Today, the Xie family is very happy, including Xie Yanjun. The old giants, especially people like them, value their sons and daughters. Although they did not put the feudal society on their lips, in fact they still agree with them. The illegitimate children are naturally inferior to their original counterparts. Your son matters.

Xie Yanjun still remembers that he was still worried. On that day, he received a call from his wife, who choked on the phone and told him that his son had been found, but he was seriously injured and was still in the rescue. He could breathe at any time. He couldn't believe it. Asked on the phone if she was sure their son, Grandma? The wife said that when she found it, she had identified her son, and for the sake of insurance, she also did a DNA test. It was indeed their son.

In fact, he had a headache a long time ago. His wife hurt her body when she gave birth to grandma, and basically there is no possibility of giving birth. She is no longer 50 years younger than when she was young. How can she give birth? Grandma really is gone, which is almost a disaster for the Xie family.

Xie's family always has an heir. He and his wife have only one son. If the son is gone, who should I look for?

Fortunately, Grandma found it back. Although she survived, she is good!

This made Xie Yanjun relieved.

He was also unwilling to give the position of heir to his younger son. The identity of the younger son still couldn't be brought to the table. He really wanted the illegitimate child to inherit Xie's family. Isn't Xie's family a joke in Beijing?

For a meal, although everyone didn't talk much, the atmosphere was relaxed.

After dinner, Mrs. Xie asked Rong Hong to accompany her on a walk to eat.

Mrs. Xie turned 50 years old this year, but she is well-maintained, graceful and luxurious, her temperament is raised in her hands, she is wearing a cheongsam inside, with a knee-length coat on the outside, and her long hair is lifted up, it looks like Noble ladies in old Shanghai.

The two walked on the trail outside the old house. Although it was winter, the weather today is really good, and the sun is warm to the body.

Rong Hong was wearing a smoky coat with a straight back.

Mrs. Xie's voice was gentle, and she frowned when she spoke. She looked very gentle. "Ah, you always asked me about your father when I was young. I always think there is nothing to say. Now these things have happened, mother. I have something to tell you, what to say, you are fine. Everyone says that the son is like a mother and the daughter is like a dad. I do n’t know if this is true, but you do n’t look like me or like him. ”

"My life is beyond my control. I was born in a family and I can only choose the right person in this circle, but my vision may not be good. I did not choose your grandfather and grandma to help me choose it, and I picked your father. . Your grandfather and grandma didn't say anything, after all, the Xie family is also a man with a face and face in Beijing. "Her eyes were peaceful, but she could still see the trace of crying." At a young age, everyone said that I was a good match for him. I am very happy. My sister said that in this circle are married couples with interests. It is good to be respectful as a guest, but I do n’t believe that people ’s hearts are long. How can a husband and wife go without feeling?

Rong Hui didn't speak, but just listened quietly. The mother and son walked on this path, looking very comfortable.

He saw more resentment in the harem.

The entanglement between Mr. and Mrs. Xie's is not new, but his nominal mother now seems to have a strong impulse to talk.

Fortunately, he is dumb now and doesn't need to respond.

"I overestimated myself. Is he a good husband? I do n’t know these years. He remembers my birthday every year. We have all the important festivals every year. I originally thought I was different. Then your father He began to be with other women. He told me that it was entertainment in the mall, but it was not a real show. He said, "Mrs. Xie smiled." He said that this is the case for my father, and so is my grandpa. Yes, how can I refute and answer, do I have to tell him, do I think he is different? "

Rong Hong's expression was faint, and he put his hands in the coat pocket at will.

Mrs. Xie did not seem to mind that he did not respond.

"Playing at the scene, and finally having a child, I actually discovered it the earliest. Grandma, do you think your mother is stupid? I didn't regret marrying him, marrying him, and marrying Xie's family, I also got from it Many, but I am too greedy, he is too greedy. I am greedy, thinking that I will have a husband different from my dad and my grandfather. What he is greedy is, after being betrayed, I can still be like before Silly. After all, I'm not the same person as him, and I don't blame him. "

Mrs. Xie was very gentle talking and had almost no personal emotions, but she was silent for a moment, and when she raised her head again, there was undisguised hatred in her eyes, "He shouldn't let it go, he lost me My most important son. I am here to stay in the Xie family, not for the Lu family, nor for myself. I remembered a sentence when I was a child, but for my mother, it should be my son's, and I don't have any points. Yes, my son will not fight, and I will fight for him! "

Rong Huan was careless. After all, the grievances between the couple, he really saw more and listened more, but when he heard Mrs. Xie's words behind him, he looked blankly, and his hands in the coat pockets quietly It's tight.

He was experiencing low pressure, and his eyes were not as plain as before.

Mrs. Xie didn't seem to notice it, and still said, "Look at me, I said I'm forgetful, Grandma, shouldn't you like to hear your mother say this?"

She stopped and raised her head to look at Rong Hong. Looking at the face, tears fell. She reached out her hand and tried to touch it, but her hand was in the air, and she let it go again. Can I trust you? In this world, mothers will never hurt you, and mothers will fight for you if you want. Can you trust mothers? "

Rong Hong looked at her with calm eyes.

He said nothing, nodded and shook his head.

The two looked at each other like this for a while. Mrs. Xie raised her hand to pinch her hair behind her ears, and when she raised her head again, she recovered her grace and luxury before her. "& Quot;