My Son is a Transmigrated Prince

Song Yuan didn't expect Rong Hong to come back and bought them rice.

When the three of them went into the ward again, Wu Siyu had ended the video call with her husband. She said happily, "My husband is buying the fastest air ticket. If everything goes well, he may be able to go to the hospital in the early morning. I just asked Doctor, the doctor said that I should not be born so fast. The doctor seemed to be very experienced. She said that I might be born tomorrow noon or afternoon. "

Song Yuan and Rong Hong's expressions at this moment were both confused and confused.

The two finally synced up once, and never thought she would be so happy now.

Song Yuan recalled the pain of production, and at the moment couldn't help but give Wu Siyu a thumbs up in his heart.

Rong Hong was very confused. He remembered that Yuanyuan was not so happy when he gave birth to a child, and his eyes were always scared.

"I asked the driver to buy a few dishes and ordered some ginseng chicken soup." Rong Huan said to Song Yuan, "You ask her to drink a little soup, or you will have no energy waiting for the next child."

Song Yuan heard the words but was silent.

This is very familiar. I was so familiar with some pictures that I didn't consciously re-emerge in my mind. At that time, she didn't have the heart to eat at all, and the imperial dining room could not make what she wanted to eat. Frightened by himself, his teeth were fighting. He personally brought a bowl of ginseng soup and helped her. He coaxed her very patiently and asked her to take a few more sips.

She shook her head gently, as if throwing all these past events out of her head.

Wu Siyu had a good appetite. She drank a bowl of soup and ate a small bowl of rice. She contentedly touched her tall and swollen belly, "comfortable."

Song Yuan looked at her so comfortably and couldn't help but sigh, "It's still modern, don't talk about Dou Le, and give birth without pain."

He knew both the words "painless delivery," and when combined, he didn't quite understand what it meant.

Song Yuan explained to his popular science patiently, "I don't know exactly what happened. After all, I can fight after I opened three fingers. After the fight, it won't hurt so much. Maternal pain. "

Rong Hong murmured lowly.

He didn't talk much, and Song Yuan had no time to observe his emotions.

Although Wu Siyu's husband will not be here in a few hours, Song Yuan will not take Rongting home now.

Rong Huan was unwilling to stay in the ward. After all, he was an adult man, and there were pregnant women in the ward. He was not suitable for staying here. He only said that he would go out and let Song Yuan stop him.

There are many people in this hospital who have children every day. Rong Ling is lingering around, and he arrives at a safe passage. There are no people, no heating, and the air is finally circulating.

After a while, a young man came over, he came to smoke, saw someone there, and hesitated for a while, after the reaction, he gave a cigarette to Rong Ye, "brother, come one"

Rong Hong knew it was smoke, he shook his head, "I don't smoke."

He did not smoke, and he did not smoke in ancient palaces.

Both men are in a safe passage. Naturally, the one who is familiar with each other will take the initiative to talk about the topic, otherwise it would be boring to stand here.

The young man smirked. "My daughter-in-law is about to give birth. I was with her, but my mother-in-law said that I had messed up in the room and kicked me out. I happened to be smoking a cigarette. Brother, your wife is also here. Have children? "

Rong Hong doesn't like chatting with strangers, especially this kind of gossip, but he doesn't know why. Today, he is happy to say something, "My child is already a few years old."

The young man was a little disbelieving, looked at him, and smiled, "Then you are too young to have a child, what did you feel when the child was born, and what it feels like to be a father"

Rong Hong smiled slightly, "Forgot."

How does it feel

Probably shocking.

He had never seen anyone give birth to a child, nor had he ever given birth to a child for him. At that time, he knew she was afraid, but he was more afraid than her.

Prior to that, he read a lot of medicine, and he was cautious, but he was afraid to be careful. Everyone thinks that he values ​​the unborn child. No, he knows that birth is a gate for women. He only hopes that She doesn't go. The person who is more important to him than the child is her, but he also knows that he must have a child, and he only wants her child.

Seeing her pain was so speechless, watching her so terribly hurt, and subconsciously protecting her belly, how did he feel that he had really seen the situation of the person he loved giving birth to himself, and he couldn't bear to hurt her, Can't bear to lose her temper again.

But he seemed to understand too late. When he thought that the relationship between them would slowly repair with the birth of the child, the news of Meng Qingying's death came from the front.

Now he seemed to hurt her again. Although she said nothing and appeared calm and calm, he knew that she was disappointed with him.

The young man was not enthusiastic to see Rong Hui, and after worrying about smoking, he was worried about the situation of his wife and children, and left quickly after saying goodbye to Rong Hui.

Song Yuan didn't know if Rong Hong had left. Seeing that it was almost 19:19, he pulled Rong Ting to the side and said softly, "Go and find your father, and let him take you back when you find him. It ’s no use staying in this hospital, is n’t it? My mother is with Aunt Siyu, and when Aunt Siyu ’s husband comes, I will go back again, obediently and obediently. "

Rong Ting didn't want to go back, but he also knew that he couldn't help anything by staying here. He could only flatten his mouth and promised, "Will I be home alone?"

"Of course not." Song Yuan shook his head. "So you brought your father, let me discuss it with him to see if you followed him to the hotel where he lived, or whether he slept in our house for one night."

This time Rong Ting's turn was surprised, "Mother, don't you dislike Father and Emperor staying in our house?"

Now listening to the meaning of the mother-in-law, it seems that I still let the father live in the house for one night.

Song Yuan smiled helplessly, "At this time, I can't worry about leaving you alone at home at night."

Previously, she did not restore her memory. She was afraid that she would be embarrassed under the same roof as Rong Hong, and she was afraid that something unnecessary would happen to him. Now she has restored her memory, and he has no memory loss. What is the situation between them, and each other? Knowing. Whether he slept for one night at her house would have no effect.

She only thought he was the father of her son. He knows better than anyone.

"Okay." Rong Ting now thinks his mother is weird.

Nevertheless, he turned and left the ward, ready to go out to find his father.

This is an obstetrics and gynecology department. There are many children and many people have had children. Even at this point, it is still not quiet.

Rong Ting heard that a pair of middle-aged and elderly people were talking to people, and their voices were not low.

"It's really disappointing, isn't it to say that it was a son to see a doctor when he saw that he was a son? The folks in this neighborhood did n’t know how to laugh at me. The doctor was really unconscience. We plugged the money and he told me it was a son"

"Well, now the second child is open. It ’s nothing. The first child is a good daughter. There is no pressure on this second child. When the daughter grows up, she can help the family and the younger brother. Is the daughter good? The daughter is still filial What a blessing it is now that house prices are so high that a daughter won't have to buy a house. "

"A blessed ghost, my wife, brought me five thousand red packets. I thought it was ten thousand for my son, but only five thousand for my daughter. Why not a fat boy?"

After hearing this, Rong Ting was incredible.

It ’s strange, even if you did n’t like to have a daughter in ancient times, did n’t your mother say that modern times are good, do n’t you say that modern times are much better than ancient times?

Did n’t you say that boys and girls are the same?

Rong Ting shook his head as he went to find his father, and finally found it in a safe passage.

He didn't know what his father-in-law was thinking, and he looked thoughtful.

Although he didn't talk to his father, he couldn't help thinking about the pain of the parturient in this hospital. "Father, I think it seems painful to have a baby."

Yung Wing returned to God and said, "Production is a ghost gate for women. Your great-grandmother died of childbirth, and died immediately after giving birth to your grandfather."

Rong Ting was a little scared, "Is that terrible, that father?" He paused, and hesitated to ask him, "Did the mother have so much pain when she gave birth to me?"

"There was no painless delivery in ancient times." Rong Hong glanced at him. "The technology is not so developed, and there are many cases of women dying in production."

Rong Ting sang, and bowed her head, "The mother said that she had forgotten it, and it didn't hurt to remember it."

"I remember, as long as you remember." Rong Ting heard the father said.

Rong Hua followed Rong Ting back to the door of the ward. When Song Yuan saw Fang Siyu was in a good state of mind, he was relieved a lot, so he left the ward. There was no one in the corridor at this moment. There were only a few expectant pregnant women in the family. His supporter was walking back and forth.

"You take the coo back." Song Yuan thought for a while, "I shouldn't be able to leave this evening. Siyu's husband hasn't bought the ticket yet. Even if she buys the ticket immediately, it might be morning to get back. Let ’s see if it ’s more convenient to take Coo to your hotel, or stay in our house for one night, ”she paused, apologizing,“ I ’m so sorry, I ’m going to trouble you to take Coo for one night today. , I don't worry about letting him sleep at home alone. "

In fact, after saying this, Song Yuan regretted it a bit. She really shouldn't have said it. After all, for the past five years, Cuckoo grew up with him.

Rong Yueen whispered, looked down at his son who was obviously unwilling to leave, and whispered, "I can live wherever you want."

Rong Ting was originally a very sensible child. He knew that his parents were different from ordinary couples. He also knew that his mother-in-law might not want her father to live at home. He thought for a moment and asked, "Father, Does your hotel have a swimming pool and hot spring? "

"Yes." Rong Zheng nodded. "There are hot springs and swimming pools."

Rong Ting cheered. Now he really wanted to go to the hotel. He looked at Song Yuan again. "Mother, can I go to the hotel where my father and emperor lived? I haven't been swimming for a long time."

"Are you convenient?" Song Yuan asked Rong Hong.

"Convenience."

Song Yuan breathed a sigh of relief. "Cuckoo, you have to listen to your father."

She thought her admonition was nonsense.

After all, Rong Ting admired his father emperor most, and he probably listened to him the most.

"That's right," Song Yuan looked at Rong Hong, only to find that the other person had been looking at herself. She frowned, and lowered her head subconsciously to avoid his gaze. "Still you need to take Coo Go back, Help him pack things, what you want to bring, we will tell you by video call after you go home, do you think this is OK? "

Rong Hong likes others being kind to him, but doesn't like her being so kind to him.

This kind of politeness that treats him like an ordinary passerby will only make him have a sense of panic that he can't catch anything.

"can."

Before Rong Hong left, Song Yuan heard his voice speak in a low voice.

At first she didn't hear clearly. When the father and son went to the elevator, her ears became quiet again, and then she could tell what he was saying. He said, Rong Ting was our two children.

There was no safety seat in Rong Hong ’s car. Rong Ting was a little accustomed to it. He sat in the back seat with his father, and also consciously fastened his seat belt. Seeing his father ’s leisurely attitude, he was not used to it. , Could not help but open his mouth to remind him, "Father Emperor, you must wear a seat belt while sitting in the back seat. The mother-in-law said that as long as you sit in this car, you must wear a seat belt wherever you sit. The seat belt is a life belt. "

Under the influence of ears, Song Yuan often read the traffic rules, and Rong Ting also attached great importance to travel safety.

"Well, I see." Rong Hong fastened his seat belts. This is the first time he has been seated in the back seat.

Only then did Rong Ting feel comfortable.

In addition, the father and son did not communicate again along the way. They rarely talk about things other than their studies, and Rong Ting is not used to telling him things.

Waiting for the downstairs in the community, Sun Qiming didn't go up, Rong Ye took Rong Ting back to the room. Originally, Rong Ye wanted to make a video call with Song Yuan using his WeChat, but Rong Ting was really fast. Pick up the tablet on the sofa, dial out a video invitation to his mother, and quickly pick it up.

Yung Wing ""

"You're home so soon" Song Yuan's face appeared on the tablet. She was sitting on a chair outside the ward with a low voice. When she looked at Rong Ting, she looked soft, "Coo, you want Stay in the hotel for one night, then you need to be prepared to change your clothes for autumn and winter. You do n’t need to change the sweaters and outer jackets. The autumn and winter pants and **** are in the drawer in your room. The socks are in the bottom grid. Here, remember to get a pair. "

Although Rong Hong couldn't see her in the video, she heard her gentle ding-dong, and her expression was unconsciously milder for a while.

Rong Ting is a child with strong hands-on ability and does not need Rong Hong's help. He is holding a tablet to talk to Song Yuan, while packing up his little luggage, as big as changing clothes for autumn clothes and as small as a child for towels Face cream, after a while, the backpack was full and bulging.

On the side, Rong Hong, who was completely reduced to a background board, felt in his heart. Before, he always felt that Song Yuan was careless. Now let's take a look. She is so careful about the child's affairs.

Rong Ting didn't have time to talk to Song Yuan during the time from dialing the video call to hanging up.

When Rongting finally turned off the bathroom light, he whispered, "Mother must be uncomfortable."

Rong Hong came in, and just happened to hear the sentence, "How to say"

"The first thing my mother would do after coming back from work every day was to remove her makeup. She said it was hard to wear makeup on her face, and she did n’t know whether she had a toothbrush or not in the hospital." Rong Ting did n’t know what it was, just pointed Refers to the black one on the table, and said, "This, my mother said it was for face washing."

He didn't remember what this name was, and he could clearly call his knowledge of the books an unforgettable one. He also felt a headache when facing this pile of bottles and jars.

"Then tell me what your mother-in-law usually uses, and I'll take it for her."

Rong Ting was surprised, "Really?"

"Of course." Rong Hong smiled slightly. "But you might have to stay alone in the hotel room for a while."

Rong Ting patted his small breast, "That's okay"

After he said that, he hesitated again, "the mother didn't say let us bring her something"

Rong Hong smiled gently, "Maybe she was just afraid of bothering me, but you also heard that she would stay in the hospital for one night, wouldn't it be uncomfortable without brushing her teeth and washing her face?"

"Well, let me call my mother-in-law and see if she needs it."

Rong Hui stopped him with a smile. "Rong Ting, your mother is a person who doesn't like to trouble others. You ask her, she must say no, you have to judge for yourself, you think she needs it."

Rong Ting was taken in unconsciously, and nodded, "Need."

Of course, you have to brush your teeth, wash your face and remove makeup every day after your mother.

"She needs us to send her over." Rong Hong smiled, "Don't tell her first, just give her a surprise, what do you say?"

"it is good."

Rong Hong smiled even deeper. "Then you know her better. I'll test you. What does she use every day?"

This is not difficult for Rong Ting. He often brushes his teeth with his mother-in-law to wash his face. He picks up a pink mouthwash cup and is proud of his voice. "

"Well, you have a good memory." Rong Hong took a bag and put both a pink mouthwash cup and an electric toothbrush into it.

"My mother said that I would use children's toothpaste specially for children. She used adult toothpaste. This was it. There was a lot of love in it."

"Okay." Rong Hong filled the toothpaste again.

"My mother used this black face wash, and also used this silver jar to remove her makeup."

"My mother used this bag of face towels, and she said it would be cleaner."

"This is the water used by the mother-in-law, and you should slap it on your face."

"This seems to be the essence of the mother-in-law. Once I almost fell, my mother-in-law said that if I fell, thousands of dollars would be gone."

"I don't remember the others. I only remember these." After Rong Ting's thoughts, he couldn't help sighing. "My mother has to put a lot of things on her face every day, I can't remember too much."

Rong Hong looked at the bag full, and couldn't help sighing. "I don't blame you, I can't remember it."

He remembered that this was also the case in ancient times. After she entered the palace, the only fun was probably to ask the Taiyi what maintenance methods she had. When she asked these, it was one of the few fresh moments since she entered the palace.

He thought he would never see her happy again, and even most of the time he was angry about her frown.

What he didn't understand was that the people who had been vocal about marrying him had become unhappy after marrying him.

Does she really dislike this palace?

"The mother-in-law drinks milk at night. Her thermos is in the bedroom. I'll get it for her."

Rong Ting was about to go to Song Yuan's bedroom. When he saw his father Huang also following him, he stopped and stood in front of Song Yuan's bedroom door, blocking Rong Hong's progress.

Frankly speaking, Rong Ting is very tangled.

He knew that his father was his father and his mother was his mother, but he also knew that the relationship between his father and his mother was not what he thought. The mother-in-law is now having amnesia. For her, the father may not be her husband, and she has forgotten everything.

"Father Emperor" Rong Ting said with some difficulty, "Will you not enter the bedroom of your mother?"

He paused and said, "I'm the mother's child, and I'm still young. It's okay to go in and out of the mother's bedroom, but father, I don't think you are suitable for entering or leaving the mother's bedroom now.

This is not done by gentlemen.

He didn't dare to say the following words, but that's what he meant.

Although modern is not the same as ancient times, he still feels that it is not good for girls to enter and leave the bedroom next to them.

Rong Hong gradually calmed down the smile on his face, and he nodded reluctantly and gently, "You're right."

Rong Ting breathed a sigh of relief and went into the bedroom happily, and Rong Hui had to turn around and walk to the living room, which was really depressing.