When Song Yuan woke up, it was five minutes to seven o 'clock, and the alarm had yet to ring.
She sat on the bed, still in a daze. That dream had been too overwhelming, and she had yet to recover from it. She was still immersed in the dream. She tried her best to see the man's face clearly, but she couldn't. After waking up, she had forgotten many details, but the words "never let me down" still echoed in her ears like a curse.
Why did she have such a strange dream? The key was that the dream made her think of many things. For example, what Gugu said.
She didn't dare to think about it now, because there were too many things that couldn't be explained. Even though she felt that the mother Gugu mentioned might not be her, there were still many doubts. If such a living child wasn't in her house, with her personality, she would definitely pretend to be dead.
Today, she was going to take Rong Ting to do a paternity test. Song Yuan's heart was in a mess.
On the one hand, if Rong Ting wasn't her child, then where could she find a family for him? How disappointed would this child be?
On the other hand, if Rong Ting was really her son, then what should she do?
And that dream …
With the ringing of the alarm clock, Song Yuan finally woke up completely and gradually regained her consciousness. In the end, she felt that she was really going to have a nervous breakdown during this period of time. In the past, when she dreamed of dating her idol, she did not take it to heart. She must have been influenced by Rong Ting.
This child called her "mother" every day, and occasionally mentioned his father. Although he didn't strongly recommend it, she still felt a lot of pressure. She always felt that the child was persuading her to take her back to the ancient times where there were no phones, computers, Internet, sanitary pads, or fat otakus.
Song Yuan suddenly remembered something that happened during her university days. At that time, past lives were very popular. It was said that if you closed your eyes and listened to a piece of music, you would slowly see your past life. She was timid, and when she read on the Internet that people shouldn't try it, she didn't try it. The other three girls in her dormitory had tried it. One said that she was a precious concubine in her past life, another said that she was a concubine in her past life, and another said that she was a precious concubine …
She thought that there should only be one precious concubine.
Later on, when the female students in the class chatted with each other, they found out that there were even two who were Concubines Dong 'e in his previous life.
Song Yuan, who originally still had some faith in this past and present life, immediately lost interest after hearing that there were so many precious concubines from his previous life and Concubine Dong 'e …
In the end, the class leader ridiculed that it was all because girls loved to read retarded novels. Each and every one of them fantasized about being an imperial concubine that the emperor would only choose one out of three thousand women.
Song Yuan turned off the alarm and temporarily put the dream in the recycle bin.
When she got out of bed, Rong Ting was already dressed. He was sitting upright on the sofa, reading Sun Tzu's Art of War.
Seeing her come out, he only raised his head to take a look before looking away.
Rong Ting's hands-on skills were still very strong. In ancient times, she needed someone to serve her, but in modern times, she could already dress herself, take a shower, brush her teeth, and wash her face after a few days.
She had an appointment with the paternity test agency at nine in the morning. Song Yuan was afraid that she would be late, so she didn't eat breakfast at home. Instead, she took Rong Ting to the breakfast shop downstairs outside the neighborhood.
Rong Ting looked at the soup dumplings and soy milk on the plate with a look of disdain.
Song Yuan sighed, "Actually, I'm really lazy. I rarely make breakfast in the morning. Of course, I also rarely make lunch and dinner. I always eat out or order takeout."
The number of times she cooked in the past two days was almost equal to the number of times she cooked in the past month!
She was moved by her own actions.
Rong Ting looked at her hesitantly.
Song Yuan's scalp went numb from his gaze. She made a stop gesture, "Okay, you're going to ask me again why I left your father when I'm in such a difficult situation. Don't ask, just ask me that I really like this kind of life!"
Rong Ting didn't know what happened between his father and mother.
It was obvious that the love and hatred between the adults had greatly exceeded the scope of his understanding.
In the end, Rong Ting imitated her and sighed, "Since mother is unwilling to answer, I won't force you. Mother, I only want you to be happy. "
Yesterday, Song Yuan asked Rong Ting to write a calligraphy piece for her. She was going to frame it. After all, it was written by an ancient person. Not to mention the value, even the meaning was different.
Little Gugu stood in front of the desk with a brush in his hand and pondered for a long time. Finally, he picked up the brush and wrote four large words on the paper — — Long life.
First, he hoped that mother would always be happy. Second, he hoped that mother would live a long life.
Song Yuan was really touched when she heard this. After these few days of interaction, she even had a thought that she could accept that Gugu was really her son.
After the two finished their breakfast, they set off for the agency.
There were many people doing paternity tests these days. It was actually very simple to do. They collected hair with hair follicles and drew a little blood. After a few days, they could directly download the app to check the results. The paper report could be obtained by themselves or sent by the agency. It was very convenient.
Song Yuan also measured Rong Ting's height and weight.
The small piece of paper showed that he was 114 centimeters tall and weighed 22 kilograms. It was very standard.
If it wasn't for Rong Ting's disgust, she would have measured his head circumference.
The agency was very close to the city center. Song Yuan saw that it was almost 11 or 12 o 'clock. After discussing with Rong Ting, they decided to have lunch at a nearby restaurant.
Rong Ting liked to drink Yakult very much, but he didn't say anything. Originally, when he heard that they were going to eat outside, he had a little objection. However, when Song Yuan took out a bottle of Yakult from her bag and handed it to him, he immediately had no objections. His position was extremely unstable.
Song Yuan didn't dare to go to a restaurant with a good reputation and popularity. Rong Ting didn't like crowded places. He was a little nervous and always looked around subconsciously, as if an assassin would rush out in the next second. In order to let the child relax after eating, Song Yuan bypassed the Pizza Hut with a lot of children and took him to a deserted restaurant. She almost booked the whole place.
The taste of the food was normal. It wasn't outstanding, but it didn't step on a mine either. Rong Ting seemed to like sweet food very much. Song Yuan guessed that this child had restrained his nature in the past, but she still felt sorry for him. After the meal, she ordered a portion of mango dew for him.
Rong Ting used his strength to explain what it meant to "sweep it clean". The most outrageous thing was that after he finished eating, he still had a happy expression on his face, but he still said, "It's still edible."
Song Yuan deliberately teased him. "Since it's not good, then I won't order it next time."
Rong Ting looked at her nervously and said awkwardly, "I never said it wasn't good."
Realizing that Song Yuan was teasing him, he wasn't as angry as before. Instead, he felt a little helpless. "Mother actually enjoys making fun of me."
"I'm just wondering who you learned this awkward and arrogant character from. Your father?" Song Yuan remembered that she had taken the initiative to mention His Majesty Old Cucumber, so she quickly changed the topic. "Alright, let's not talk about this anymore. After the meal, we have to go for a walk to help with digestion. I have to go to work tomorrow, so I really can't ask for leave. If I do, my uncle will flip out. If I go to work, you will be alone at home. I have to buy some fruits and snacks for you to put at home.
At first, Rong Ting didn't know what going to work meant. Now that he thought about the context, he vaguely guessed it. He asked, "Mother, when you say going to work, do you mean becoming an official?"
"An official?" Song Yuan smiled. "Of course not, but my parents also wanted me to take the exam. Being a civil servant doesn't mean that I'm an official. It's very difficult to be an official."
"It's actually not an official?" Rong Ting didn't know whether to be surprised or doubtful. "I thought that in mother's hometown, women can also enter the school and become officials."
"Of course they can! There are women in our Ministry of Foreign Affairs, and they're very powerful! "Then he began to promote his goddess.
As she spoke, Song Yuan also felt that something was wrong. "What do you mean by 'also'? Can you do it there as well? "
Rong Ting looked at Song Yuan for a while, then he smiled and shook his head. "At first, it was impossible. Two years ago, Imperial Father withstood the pressure from all sides and the memorials from the civil and military officials, and insisted on abolishing the old system. Imperial Father said that there are also capable people among women, and it shouldn't be limited by gender. Women can enter the school and take the imperial examinations.
If they can become officials, they can also become talented people. "Song Yuan was still very surprised. Although she wasn't a fan of history, she also knew that in the past dynasties, there weren't many who could accept women into the imperial court as officials.
"Then from this matter, your Imperial Father can be considered a wise ruler." Song Yuan couldn't help but sigh.
Rong Ting smiled when he heard this, then he restrained the smile on his face and became serious. "Imperial Mother, if Imperial Father can hear these words, he must be very happy." "Of course.
Emperors are all willing to hear future generations evaluate him as a wise ruler. Of course, there are also some emperors who would rather have no achievements than have no mistakes. Your Imperial Father's actions should be a big improvement in his thinking at that time. In ancient times, many men looked down on women from the bottom of their hearts, and felt that women could only be in the inner courtyard. To be able to accept that there are capable people among women, no, it should be said that the person who put forward this idea was really very good. "
However, Rong Ting shook his head. "No."
"What do you mean? Are you doubting that women are inferior to men?" Song Yuan's tone was already a bit dangerous. If Gugu didn't know how to read people's expressions and answered "yes", she would have to give him a good ideological lesson today.
However, on second thought, it didn't seem strange for ancient people to have such thoughts. But now that the child was already in the modern era, he had to do as the Romans do.
"There are capable people among women who shouldn't be limited by their gender and shouldn't be restricted by the inner courtyard. This idea didn't come from Imperial Father." Rong Ting's eyes were filled with pride, and his voice was clear and firm. "The second place is a woman. Imperial Father once summoned her to the palace to talk, and I was also present. I personally heard Imperial Father say to the second place." He paused and cleared his throat, as if he wanted to imitate his Imperial Father. "Empress Jinde once said to me that there are capable people among women. If a woman is restricted by her gender and is unable to display her talents, it would be a great pity. Today, abolishing the old system is the lifelong wish of my first wife."
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