My Son is a Transmigrated Prince

Song Yuan used to go shopping in the supermarket without any goals or plans. Maybe she just wanted to buy a few bottles of drinks, and she would unconsciously buy a snack in the shopping cart. Since Rong Ting came, she gradually began to plan and follow Regulations, every time you come to the supermarket, you will write down what you need to buy in the mobile memo, so that it is much more efficient and avoids buying things that are not needed at all.

But Rong Hong's unwittingly and silently undermined her plans.

She picked it up and watched the snack, because the heat meter was beyond her tolerance, she was put back on the snack shelf, and he quietly took it into the shopping cart again.

She glanced at the big bag of potato chips twice and was thrown into the shopping cart. When she was finally going to check out, she found that there were a lot of snacks and insignificant things in the shopping cart.

She glanced at the father and son following her.

A spirit of Rong Ting said immediately, "It's not me, it's my father, I saw it."

It wasn't his pot. Others didn't want to throw it at him.

Rong Ming remained silent, basically acknowledging that he had let these things go.

Song Yuan was speechless, "Do you want to eat these snacks?"

In her memory, Rong Hong did not like to eat snacks at all, and she seldom even ate fruit. It is impossible to change all habits in modern times.

Rong Ye couldn't pretend to die anymore, but he said helplessly, "I see you pick it up for a long time, if you want to buy it, don't hesitate."

"I'm looking at the calorie meter." Song Yuan explained patiently, "I feel that some calories are too high, so I will lose weight because of eating."

Without heat, the ancients did not understand.

Rong Hong picked up the bag of potato chips and whispered "I think this is very light, not much."

"The calories aren't calculated like this, do you think that there is no calories in eating ice cream?" Song Yuan smiled a bit, and His Majesty, who knows everything and knows everything, is really rare. "I just look, Does n’t mean I want to eat. "

"You don't want to eat, why do you pick it up?"

Rong Ting was also taken in, and unknowingly stood on the side of his father-in-law, "Yes, why should I look after my mother doesn't want to eat?"

Song Garden ""

This time, they are not going through the manual checkout channel. Too many people have lined up. There are long lines behind any cashier. Since the supermarket can pay for themselves, Song Yuan has never taken the manual channel. You also need to line up, but it's fast and you'll be there soon.

Rong Hong and Rong Ting stood aside and looked.

Song Yuan scans the same things in the shopping cart.

Rong Ting glanced at the long queues lined up by the artificial passageway, and he couldn't help but be grateful. Fortunately, this time he was visiting the supermarket with his mother and mother.

Song Yuan paid for himself, Rong Hong had already taken his wallet out of his pocket and was ready to pay

The next second, when I saw Song Yuan carrying the bag directly, the supermarket people did n’t stop

When did she pay

Song Yuan played the list, and the money she spent this time could support the draw once. Three people came to the crowded lottery, Song Yuan handed the small ticket to Rong Ting, and encouraged him to look at him. "I'm out of luck. I haven't missed a bottle since I was young. , Draw a big prize "

Rong Ting was holding a small ticket in his hand, which was both surprising and exciting. He looked up at Song Yuan. Because he was very noisy here, he had to shout "Mom, what do you want, I will give you a pump"

This tone is too confident.

Song Yuan tiptoed to see the prizes placed at the lottery, pointed to the yellow mini suitcase and said, "I want that. If you go out for a tour, you can just use it."

"Good" Rong Ting nodded solemnly, and his face looked like a win.

Rong Hong is not used to this kind of shoving and noisy occasions, especially when he is pushed by an aunt again

It was their turn to draw, and Rong Ting almost exerted his strength to feed the milk and turned the turntable forcibly, and the next moment was the time to look forward to.

The hands turned around, successfully avoided the first prize of two thousand shopping cards, the second prize refrigerator, the third prize electric car, and finally stopped on the two bags of rice.

The shopping guide held the microphone and said in excitement, "Congratulations to this kid, I got two bags of Thai rice, forty pounds."

Rong Ting was quite happy. Although he didn't draw the suitcase he wanted after his mother, he won two big bags of rice. The so-called food is the rule of the people. He used his own luck to draw two bags of rice. At least he I do n’t have to buy rice for a long time with my mother.

Song Yuan is also in a good mood. It is important to participate in the lottery. She is happy when she draws a tissue. She is so happy when she sees her son so happy.

Only Rong Hong, who was standing aside, looked at the two bags of rice on the ground and wanted to sigh.

It ’s good to draw two bags of rice, but the key is how to bring it back. He ca n’t let his son, who is six years old, officially lift up after a week or two. How can he mention forty pounds of rice

Rong Hong has always been a thief. Before Song Yuan's mind had any trouble about how to lift two bags of rice back, he consciously stepped forward and picked up a bag of rice.

Twenty pounds of rice in one hand and one bag is not too light. In ancient times, Rong Hong also liked reading more than practicing martial arts. Just looking at his image in ancient times, he knew that he was a literati, but he did not show it It seemed a little embarrassed, as if he was not talking about forty pounds of rice, but two or three pounds of cotton.

"Let's go," Rong Hong said calmly.

Song Yuan was a little surprised, and hurriedly said, "That, let me pick up a bag. This is too heavy."

Rong Hong shook his head with a smile. "You also said that this is very heavy. Let me mention it. I don't think it's very heavy. It's easy."

Song Yuan was really surprised, "Do you really feel relaxed? It seems that you really did exercise in those five years, I remember you before"

Having said that, she froze, and swallowed back those words that were not spoken.

She did n’t know his identity before. How happy the two of them were at that time. Once they were going up the mountain to see the temple. She could n’t climb, begging him to carry her. Faithfully looked at her.

In the end, he still carried her, but before he reached the middle of the mountain, he was as tired and panting.

At the time, his mouth was very poisonous, saying that it was not his weak chicken, but that she was heavier than him, and she was so anxious to bite him.

Before

Rong Hong's gaze was still quiet and gentle. Compared to when he first arrived, he really settled down.

He didn't question her, didn't seduce her to remember the past, but walked out of the supermarket and walked in front of her without mentioning the rice.

The road from the supermarket to the neighborhood seems to be getting long.

After waiting downstairs, although Rong Hong was still trying to disguise, his breath did become heavy.

He sent two bags of rice into her house, only at the entrance. He didn't plan to go in, and he gasped as soon as he opened his mouth. "I still have something to stop and don't go in."

Song Yuanen said, "Wait a minute."

Having said this, she ran into the house and found a bottle of mineral water and handed it to him, "I don't have the kind of sparkling water you drink in my house, but this is not bad."

Rong Hong took the bottle of water and gave a low voice.

Mother and son's lunch was very simple. Song Yuan learned the online tutorial to make ribs and rice. Rong Ting liked to eat it and ate two bowls of rice in one breath.

When Rong Hong returned to the hotel, he didn't know what it was like when she was eating durian in the supermarket.

He hesitated for a while before saying to Sun Qiming, "Go and buy me some durian."

In fact, he had no other ideas. He just came to the place where she lived since she was a child. She wanted to try everything she liked. It seemed that she could understand all her thoughts and get closer to her.

Sun Qiming's efficiency has always been very high. Soon I bought two large boxes of durians. "I found several fruit shops, and one had a cat mountain king durian. I bought it. Listen to the clerk saying this is particularly delicious."

Rong Huan still smelled a little above the smell, and subconsciously tilted his head.

After Sun Qiming left, he pinched his nose and looked as if he was dead, tried a sip, quickly picked up the mineral water on the table, and drank most of the bottle in one breath, only to squeeze the taste. Go on.

Sure enough, he and her couldn't go together on eating.

He held his breath and put the two large boxes of durians in a paper bag. After thinking about it, he wrote a note and put it in. Then he went to Sun Qiming's room and asked Sun Qiming to send her these durians. .

After Sun Qiming left, he returned to the room. He still felt the smell in the room, activated the exhaust system and opened the windows. He brushed his teeth and took a bath to feel much more comfortable.

When Sun Qiming sent durian over, Rong Ting was taking a nap, and Song Yuan opened the door lightly, and when he saw it was Sun Qiming, he was still puzzled, "Is there anything?"

Sun Qiming smiled and handed her the paper bag, "The boss asked me to bring it to you."

"Oh," Song Yuan didn't even have to look at it. He smelled the smell and knew it was durian.

Sun Qiming seemed to be afraid of her rejection, handed her the paper bag, and said goodbye before turning around and leaving without giving her a chance to speak again.

Song Yuan came into the door with the paper bag. Fortunately, he was taking a nap at the moment. Fortunately, his bedroom door was closed. She took out the two big boxes of durian from the paper bag and saw it. That note.

The note was folded in half, and when unfolded, the familiar handwriting came into view.

He was really powerful. He wrote beautifully when he wrote brush writing. At that time, someone had patted him and said that he was incomparable in painting and calligraphy. Now that he is modern, he is used to writing with a pen and even the writing is pretty good.

He wrote a poem.

She has n’t seen it, he should have made it herself. She used to be a master of calligraphy, painting, calligraphy and painting in ancient times. He often wrote poems to her at that time. She did n’t understand it. She did n’t know what to do. How to return to his poems, you can only paint him villains. Fortunately, she can't do anything else. Painting those villains and comics is pretty good.

At that time, he said that her paintings were inexplicable, making him confused and lacking beauty.

He just said that. When she stopped painting for him, he found the General ’s Mansion to ask her again.

At that time, she still couldn't understand his poem, just smiled after watching it, and then she fell into some kind of surprise.

In the next few years, she never seemed to say to him and the emperor later, in fact she wanted Ziheng.