When the mother and son were having their morning tea, Chen Linjing and Song Haiping arrived.
Song Haiping was a fan of stir-fried beef noodles, and he ate a large plate by himself. As the saying goes, the strong work together. The reason why Song Yuan was good-looking was because she had good-looking parents. Chen Linjing was now in her forties, but because she was rich and single, she was willing to spend money on her face and figure. When Song Haiping was young, he was even more handsome than the little fresh meats. Even though he was middle-aged, he did not let go of himself. He did not have a beer belly or a bald spot. He looked like a handsome uncle. It was not an exaggeration to say that when Song Yuan and Chen Linjing went out together, people thought they were sisters. Once, when Song Yuan brought Song Haiping for a checkup, the nurse thought they were siblings. After all, they both had the same surname.
The four of them sat at the same table, and they were all good-looking, so they naturally attracted attention.
Song Yuan wanted to pay the bill, but she was stopped by Song Haiping. He said with a straight face, "Dad is here. Do you think I'll let you pay?"
"Rong Ting doesn't count. This meal is for the three of us. I'll pay for my share," Chen Linjing said calmly as she wiped her mouth with a tissue.
Song Haiping: "…"
Well, he understood his ex-wife's character. If it were not for the fact that they had a daughter, after the divorce, his ex-wife would have cut off all contact with him.
After leaving the hotel, Song Haiping drove them to the supermarket to buy groceries.
Song Haiping's cooking skills were good, but there were not many people who could eat his dishes. There were many people everywhere during Christmas, including the supermarket.
In the snack section, the four of them divided into two groups and had different opinions.
"I've never seen such a harsh child. Which child doesn't eat snacks?" Song Haiping became angrier as he spoke. "Rong Ting is so pitiful. She never ate snacks in the past few years!"
He took several packets of potato chips, seaweed, and a few packets of candies and jelly beans from the shelf.
"Yuanyuan, you too. When you were young, you always pestered me to buy Wahaha and Marisol for you. How could you forget? When you were drinking Wahaha, Dad bought boxes of it for you. "
Upon hearing this, Rong Ting looked at Song Yuan, accusing her with his eyes.
Song Yuan was at her wit's end. It was useless for her to crazily study up on her parenting knowledge now. Others were new mothers, while she was a newbie. There was no transition period, so she did not know how to teach children at all. Moreover, in front of Rong Ting, she felt that she did not have any authority as a parent.
Chen Linjing sneered, "So it's you. Yuanyuan used to like eating, but because you often bought her snacks, she didn't like eating anymore. Can't you see that she's as thin as a bamboo pole now?"
Song Haiping was speechless.
He also felt that his precious daughter was too thin.
In the end, they sought common ground while reserving differences. Snacks could be eaten, but they could not eat too much. There was only one bag of potato chips, one bag of seaweed, and two bags of White Rabbit Creamy Candies left in the shopping cart.
Song Yuan followed Chen Linjing to choose the coconut. Song Haiping pushed the shopping cart and helplessly said to Rong Ting, "Rong Ting, don't blame Grandpa. Grandpa tried his best, but the enemy was too overbearing."
Rong Ting's expression was grim as he nodded, "I know. The enemy is not only overbearing, but also powerful."
Originally, Rong Ting was not that interested in Christmas. However, after a day of eating hotpot at home with his mother, maternal grandfather, and maternal grandmother, and going out to watch a movie in the afternoon, he saw that there were merchants who sent people dressed as Santa Claus to deliver gifts. When his mother saw that he received the gifts, she was even happier than him. He felt that this holiday, which he did not know where it came from, seemed to be quite good.
Perhaps people just needed an excuse to have a meal with the person they liked.
On Sunday, Song Yuan took Rong Ting to the bakery to buy a cake. When she passed by the bus stop, she could not help but look over there. She did not see the handsome white-haired man. When she arrived at the shop, she did not see him either. She did not know if she was disappointed or not.
However, Rong Ting was observant. He pulled her hand and asked in a low voice, "Is Mother looking for someone?"
Song Yuan was shocked. Rong Ting did remind her. Was she looking for him? But they had only met a few times.
"No, no!" Song Yuan shook her head decisively.
Rong Ting looked at her carefully.
"Why are you looking at me?"
"Nothing. I just feel that Mother is a little strange today."
If Gugu found out that she was subconsciously looking for a man, he would probably roll his eyes and sternly tell her what she should do as the Empress and the mother of the country.
Song Yuan shook off the unintended meaning and pointed at the display cabinet in an attempt to divert Rong Ting's attention. "Go and choose. Do you want to eat strawberry cake or chocolate cake? You can only choose one."
As expected, Rong Ting's attention was easily diverted. He went to the display cabinet and looked at the beautiful cake. Once again, he was in a difficult position to choose.
***
Song Yuan was supposed to go to work on Monday. However, she thought of something very important and asked for a half-day leave from her supervisor.
She had also seen some mothers complaining in the owners' group chat. They said that the flu had been rampant recently and they did not dare to take their children out to play. They were afraid that they would accidentally infect them. That would be troublesome.
Song Yuan suddenly woke up. It had already been a few months! She had actually forgotten to take Rong Ting to get vaccinated!
Although she had never been a mother before, she had heard from her colleagues that in addition to free vaccinations, children also had to pay for their own vaccines. It was difficult for them to go to school without vaccinations.
Rong Ting had lived in ancient times before, so he definitely had not been vaccinated before.
Fortunately, he was now registered, so it was not that difficult to get vaccinated. However, he had already lost at the starting line. She heard that babies nowadays were vaccinated from the moment they were born.
"Vaccinated?" Rong Ting was obviously unfamiliar with this term.
Song Yuan nodded heavily. "It's all my fault. I actually forgot about this. We are going to get vaccinated for the flu today. Many children have gotten the flu now. Although it is not 100% certain that they will not get the flu after getting vaccinated, I will be more at ease if they get vaccinated."
Rong Ting did not have any objections. "Oh, then let's get vaccinated."
As long as Mother could be at ease, then so be it. However, what was a vaccine?
Song Yuan briefly explained to Rong Ting what a vaccine was.
With Rong Ting's intelligence, he naturally understood very easily. He could not help but sigh with emotion. "This is an act that benefits the country and the people. It should be praised."
The snow had not completely melted that day, so Song Yuan did not drive. She called for an express and followed Rong Ting to the community's epidemic prevention station. As soon as they entered, they heard heart-wrenching cries.
Rong Ting was so frightened that he took two steps back. He did not know what had happened.
"Some children are very afraid of injections. They are still young." Song Yuan held Rong Ting's hand and went in. They took a number at the door. The slip of paper showed that there were four people waiting in front.
The people who came here for injections were basically babies. They all went in with smiles and came out crying not long after.
When Song Yuan took the booklet to pay the fee, Rong Ting came to the inoculation area. He saw a baby's clothes being taken off by his parents, revealing his lotus-root-like arm. Immediately after, a nurse held a syringe and expressionlessly inserted it into the baby's arm like tofu. As the syringe was inserted, the baby, who was still in a daze and did not know what had happened, suddenly burst into tears.
An adult beside him, who seemed to be the baby's parent, even took out his phone to record this scene.
Rong Ting was speechless.
Song Yuan took the bill and waited for the inoculation area to call the number.
Rong Ting pointed at the baby inside and asked Song Yuan, "Do I also have to bare my arm?"
Song Yuan nodded. "Of course. Otherwise, how would you get an injection? Don't be afraid. It's just a little bit. It won't hurt that much."
"I'm not afraid of pain." Rong Ting pulled a long face. "How can I be naked in front of outsiders?! I won't get vaccinated. "
Song Yuan was very helpless. "I can let you do as you wish with other things, but not with this. Of course, you have to get vaccinated. Besides, no one will stare at you. Be good, just a little bit."
However, Rong Ting was very stubborn and refused to do anything.
Fortunately, this was the inoculation area. The babies were crying, and the parents were coaxing them. No one was paying attention to them. Otherwise, Song Yuan would not know what to do.
Song Yuan began to earnestly persuade him again.
"How is this being unrestrained? The other babies are all like this. Besides, it's just showing your shoulder. They won't see anything at all. Besides, you're a boy, right? "
"Be good. There are no civil or military officials here. I promise you, everyone here will help you keep this a secret. No one will know!"
"Gugu, be good. I really don't want you to catch the flu. That will make you very uncomfortable."
When their numbers were called, Song Yuan's mouth was almost dry from all the talking. Rong Ting reluctantly followed her into the inoculation area. He could not help but emphasize, "This must not be told to outsiders! Mother, you have to hide it for me! "
"Okay, okay, okay!"
Song Yuan helped Rong Ting take off his down jacket and sweater, layer by layer. Rong Ting tried his best to suppress his expression, but he finally exposed his shoulder and arm. When the nurse saw his expression, which was like a warrior wringing his wrists, she could not help but laugh. She said softly, "Little child, don't be nervous. Don't be afraid. It won't hurt."
Rong Ting could not be bothered to explain that he was not afraid of pain.
When the needle was inserted, Rong Ting was stunned for a moment.
Liar. Who said it didn't hurt? It clearly hurt. It was not a normal pain. However, he only frowned. He did not wail or roll on the ground like the one or two-year-old child in front of him.
"Stay here for observation for 30 minutes." The nurse reminded Song Yuan.
"Okay."
The inoculation station also had an observation area. This community was quite good. There was a mother and baby room, and the observation area also had slides and swings for children to play on.
Song Yuan took the booklet given by the inoculation station and sat down with Rong Ting. "I don't know if you can get the quintuple vaccine now, but it doesn't matter. Other than this flu vaccine, you still have to get a lot of vaccines, such as hepatitis A, hepatitis B, diphtheria, and chicken pox. Anyway, there are still a lot of vaccines to be taken!"
"You mean, I still have to expose my skin in front of everyone many times?"
"… If you want to say it that way, that's fine." Song Yuan could not bear to say it. What was this? If it was summer, he would still have to wear shorts and short-sleeved shirts …
Rong Ting suddenly looked like he had nothing to live for.
If he was unwilling to agree to something, he should not have started it. Once he started it, once he compromised, he would not be able to forcefully reject it in the future. Father did not deceive him!
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