Song Yuan didn't have enough for dinner. She got out of the car and headed straight to the 24-hour convenience store at the entrance of the neighborhood.
She loved this kind of convenience store. When she was in university, she didn't want to eat in the cafeteria, so she ran to the convenience store on campus to buy Oden. There weren't many people in this convenience store, and there was only one cashier. She stood in front of the counter and ordered Oden, two chicken skewers, and went to the freezer to pick out a double cream cheese.
When she was about to pay the bill, someone handed her a hundred dollar bill.
Song Yuan turned around and saw that the person standing next to her was Yung Heng. She was a little surprised. "Why are you here?"
The cashier saw that the two of them were acquaintances, so she took the hundred dollar bill.
Yung Heng saw that she had ordered a full cup of Oden and said with concern, "I saw you as soon as I came out to deliver some food to Rong Ting. Didn't you have dinner?"
"I'm not full."
After the cashier gave her the change, Song Yuan thanked Yung Heng and sat on the high stool by the window of the convenience store to enjoy the delicious food. Yung Heng also sat next to her. There weren't many people in the convenience store at this time. Song Yuan's favorite dish was the big radish in the Oden. It was very delicious.
"Do you want to eat?" Song Yuan pointed at the chicken skewers in the paper bag and asked him.
Yung Heng shook his head. "No."
Song Yuan didn't eat fast, and she chatted with Yung Heng occasionally. Until now, she felt that it was very strange. In ancient times, they should have been husband and wife, but now, she had lost her memory, and he had lost his memory. They were more like friends who had just met and were very polite to each other. It was also like this. She didn't remember him, and he didn't remember her. In modern times, they didn't have any relationship. If he still had his memory, it might be a big burden for her.
They were sitting right next to the window, and they could see outside. At this time, a few young people passed by. Their hair colors were too eye-catching, and they were dyed green, orange, and pink respectively.
Song Yuan looked at their hair color, then turned his head to look at Yung Heng, unable to hide the curiosity in his eyes.
"What's wrong?" Yung Heng didn't understand what she was puzzled about.
Song Yuan pointed at his hair. "I'm a little curious. Is your hair naturally white?"
She used to have classmates with white hair, but there was white hair in their black hair. She had only seen one young man with white hair like Yung Heng.
What she was more concerned about was whether this was a genetic inheritance. If that was the case, then wouldn't Gugu's hair be in danger?
Although white hair was also very cool, wouldn't it be too conspicuous in school?
Yung Heng was obviously confused by her question. For a moment, he didn't know how to answer.
Seeing his stunned expression, Song Yuan reacted and quickly took the initiative to apologize to him. "I'm sorry, I almost forgot. You don't remember anything either."
"It's okay." Yung Heng smiled gently.
Of course, he wasn't born with white hair.
However, there was nothing to say about this. He even hoped that she would never know.
"If you're okay, you can go to the hospital for a check-up." Song Yuan felt that she was a little rude when she said this. However, as a mother, it was normal and understandable for her to be concerned about whether her son would inherit white hair, right?
"Go to the hospital for a check-up?" Yung Heng didn't understand what she meant at first. When he saw the guilty and embarrassed expression on her face, he slightly restrained the smile on his face.
She … thought that there was something wrong with him?
"I'm just wondering if you're lacking any elements, such as iron or something. You can make up for it as soon as possible."
Yung Heng was naturally angry, but he didn't show it. Instead, he smiled and nodded. "You're right. You've carefully considered this problem. I'm an adult, so it doesn't matter what color my hair is. It won't be good if I inherit Rong Ting, right?"
If Song Yuan hadn't lost her memory, and if anyone knew Yung Heng, they would be able to tell that he wasn't in a good mood at the moment.
Song Yuan breathed a sigh of relief when she heard this. "That's right. I don't know what primary schools are like now, but they definitely aren't allowed to dye their hair. If Gugu also has white hair in the future, he might be constantly scrutinized by others in school. In fact, this isn't good for a child's physical and mental development."
"Yes, you're right." Yung Heng endured and nodded gently.
The more Song Yuan interacted with Yung Heng, the more she felt that he had a good temper and treated people gently and politely.
After eating the oden, she prepared to go home. The two of them walked out of the convenience store together. She watched as Yung Heng got into his car and left. Only then did she walk into the neighborhood.
***
When Song Yuan returned home, she found Song Haiping and Rong Ting sitting silently on the sofa. A drama was playing on the TV, but from the expressions of these two people, it seemed that they weren't paying attention to the TV.
"What's going on? Why is the atmosphere so heavy? "Song Yuan took off her coat and stood beside the coffee table. She asked curiously.
Song Haiping and Rong Ting both had the same doubts in their hearts — — why did Yuanyuan (Imperial Mother) marry into the Imperial Palace and become the Empress?
However, the two people who knew the truth were in a state of amnesia, so they didn't know anything even if they asked.
Song Haiping didn't want to think about this matter anymore. The more he thought about it, the more distressed he felt. His daughter, who grew up in the palm of his hand, had suffered so many grievances in that cannibalistic harem.
Rong Ting, on the other hand, had doubts about his Imperial Father's answer. He had never seen Imperial Mother before and didn't know what kind of person Imperial Mother was. After this period of contact, he felt that Imperial Mother wouldn't have wronged herself by marrying the Emperor who had a harem of beauties.
"It's nothing." Song Haiping casually came up with an excuse. "I'm discussing with Rong Ting. I want to take him to the resort to soak in the hot springs tomorrow. It just so happens that a friend gave us tickets."
"Soak in the hot springs? That's pretty good. He doesn't have classes tomorrow, so we can take him to play. "Song Yuan looked at Rong Ting again." Do you want to go? "
Rong Ting was still a child after all. When he heard that he could soak in the hot springs, he couldn't care about anything else. His entire body became excited. "Really? Grandfather wants to take me to the hot springs? "
"What, you've never soaked in a hot spring before?" Song Haiping sneered. "The Crown Prince has never soaked in a hot spring before. That's too strange. Your father is really stingy, and he's also stingy with you. "
Song Haiping would always intentionally or unintentionally diss Yung Heng in front of Rong Ting. After a long time, Rong Ting was automatically immune to it. He was no longer like in the beginning, where he would occasionally say "be careful with your words."
Rong Ting didn't take his words to heart. He was still happy about the hot springs.
Naturally, there were hot springs and hot springs in the Daye Dynasty. However, he was still young, and the hot springs weren't in the imperial palace. They were all in the temporary imperial residence. It was said that it took a lot of manpower and resources to visit the temporary imperial residence. Even his imperial father rarely went to the temporary imperial residence, let alone him. The last time his imperial father went, he was only two or three years old. Thus, until now, the Crown Prince really hadn't soaked in a hot spring before.
Originally, Song Haiping was just casually making up an excuse. Seeing how excited Rong Ting was, he couldn't help but take this matter to heart. He immediately took out his phone and wanted to book a room. "Yuanyuan, do you want to go together? If you go, I'll book two suites. "
"I won't go. I'm tired of soaking in the hot springs. I just want to stay at home. "
Rong Ting: "…"
His imperial mother's life was too extravagant.
Although he didn't go to Song Yuan, he still had to pack Rong Ting's luggage. Because the resort was in the suburbs, if there was a traffic jam, it would take three to four hours to and fro. If he stayed there for a while longer, it would be dark. It would be better to stay there for one more night. While packing Rong Ting's clothes, Song Yuan was in a good mood and was even humming a song. Now, she really understood why some mothers felt as if they were celebrating the New Year when they sent their children out for a day. It was too good when their children weren't at home! They could do whatever they wanted. Even if they just lay in bed and played with their phones for the whole day, it was the ultimate enjoyment.
"There will be snack centers in the hot springs. Don't buy grilled sausages there. It's not hygienic."
"Also, don't soak in the hot springs for too long. You can change to a few more pools."
"I've put your face towel and bath towel in this bag for you. Don't use the towels in the hotel. Oh right, bring this foldable kettle with you. You must remind your grandfather not to use the kettle in the hotel."
Listening to Song Yuan's advice, Rong Ting sat on the bed and hesitated for a long time before he got out of bed and pulled her hand. He whispered, "Will there be other people in the hot springs?"
"Of course. Why, are you embarrassed? You have to wear swimming trunks when you soak in the hot springs. "
"I'm used to it!" Even if he wasn't used to it at first, he should be used to it now. Anyway, he never looked at other people in the hotel changing room. He didn't care if other people could avoid looking at indecent things, but he had to do it himself.
"Then why are you asking this? Don't tell me that there can't be other people in the hot springs. It's very expensive to book the whole place. We have to be more frugal! "
"Imperial mother, teach me." Rong Ting lowered his bun-like face and looked very embarrassed. He asked shyly, "What should I do so that I don't look like I'm soaking in the hot springs for the first time …"
Song Yuan was shocked. "Why do you ask?"
"Grandpa can say that I'm a little country bumpkin, but I don't want to hear others say that about me." quot;
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