Song Yuan was so excited about the two days and one night gathering that she couldn't sleep. This feeling was too similar to when she was a child before a spring outing!
The next morning, she woke up early. How early did she wake up? When she walked out of the bedroom, Rong Ting was still not awake.
She made an appointment with Yung Heng. He should come over around eight o 'clock.
Although she wasn't sure if he had eaten breakfast when he came over, Song Yuan prepared breakfast for the three of them since he would be taking care of the child for the next two days.
Her and Rong Ting's breakfast had always been very simple. Before going to bed last night, she soaked soybeans. When she woke up in the morning, she directly made soy milk with walnuts and red dates. It was very mellow, and Rong Ting liked it very much. She steamed the meat buns that she had taken from her aunt a few days ago and fried a few poached eggs and bacon. Song Yuan was in a good mood today. She used a very beautiful plate and washed the fruits. She took a photo and posted it on her WeChat Moments. It was simply a textbook WeChat Moments.
When Yung Heng came over, Rong Ting had already woken up and washed up.
"Have you eaten breakfast?" Song Yuan asked casually as she poured the soy milk.
Yung Heng had to say that he hadn't eaten. After all, it was rare for a family of three to sit down and eat breakfast, so he couldn't miss it.
Song Yuan woke up in the morning and put on makeup that was different from before. She also sprayed perfume. The fragrance wasn't strong and was a little light, but it smelled good.
A child of Rong Ting's age was actually very easy to take care of. As long as he ate three meals a day and slept well, it would be enough. He could read books and practice calligraphy on his own, so adults didn't have to worry about him. Because of this, and because the father and son had depended on each other in the palace for the past five years, Song Yuan didn't remind Yung Heng about what to pay attention to. Perhaps when it came to taking care of a child, he was better than her.
After breakfast, Song Yuan picked up her coat and mini suitcase. When she was about to leave, she remembered that she didn't bring her curling iron, so she put her coat on the sofa and rushed to the bedroom.
In this short period of time, Yung Heng found an opportunity to put a card in her coat pocket.
Rong Ting, who had witnessed the entire process, averted his gaze and pretended not to see anything. He did not want to expose his Imperial Father.
"Then I'll be leaving." Song Yuan came out of the bedroom and put on her coat. She stood at the entrance and opened her arms to Rong Ting. "Come on, baby. Let mommy give you a good hug. We'll see each other tomorrow night."
Rong Ting smiled a little embarrassedly, but he still went forward and hugged her.
Song Yuan felt that she had become a lot bolder. She had to do all three of these things, but she had to do it slowly. Taking advantage of the fact that Rong Ting couldn't react in time, she kissed him on the cheek and then quickly let go of him.
Rong Ting was confused and subconsciously used his hand to cover the cheek that she had kissed.
"Let's go. Goodbye." This sentence was said to Yung Heng.
Yung Heng lowered his head and looked at his son. He was a little envious.
"Imperial Mother seemed to have kissed me just now." After Song Yuan left, Rong Ting turned around and looked at Yung Heng.
Yung Heng made an 'oh' sound.
"Imperial Mother actually kissed me!"
Oh.
Yung Heng wasn't jealous of his son. He quickly tried to divert his attention and asked, "What do you want to eat for lunch?"
This question pulled Rong Ting back to reality. He was a little afraid that his Imperial Father would cook. It wasn't that his Imperial Father didn't cook well, but it took a long time just to buy ingredients and cook. Last time, it was already one o 'clock when he ate, which completely disrupted his plan. In the past, he and his Imperial Mother would eat at twelve o' clock and take a nap at one o 'clock. Now, they were eating at one o' clock. If he took a nap, he wouldn't have enough time to study and practice writing.
Rong Ting thought about it and remembered what he said when he first met his Imperial Mother. It might come in handy now, so he said, "Imperial Father, as the ruler of a country, you don't have to personally cook."
Yung Heng also thought the same.
It had nothing to do with whether he was the ruler of a country or not. After all, this wasn't the Daye Dynasty. He was simply not interested in buying ingredients and cooking. However, there were some things that needed to be said in advance. "Then if your Imperial Mother asks …"
Rong Ting hurriedly said, "I will tell Imperial Mother that you want to buy ingredients and cook, but I want to eat outside."
Yung Heng smiled and nodded. "Alright, we won't buy ingredients."
The father and son reached a consensus. However, these two days and one night were not easy to pass. It was fine at night, they just took a bath and went straight to bed. In modern times, Yung Heng didn't have to deal with government affairs and go to court. Rong Ting didn't have to follow the Tai Tutor to class, so his time during the day was free.
"I saw a bookstore outside the community. I checked, there are a lot of books in the bookstore. It's similar to a bookstore, but you can sit down and order food and drinks. " Yung Heng had already arranged the itinerary. "We will read there in the morning. The books here are very good. I heard from your Imperial Mother that you have the habit of taking a nap. At noon, we will eat at a nearby restaurant. After lunch, I will send you back to take a nap. What do you think? "
Rong Ting was a little flattered that his Imperial Father actually asked him for advice.
Of course, he didn't have any objections. The father and son simply packed up and prepared to go out.
However, they met an acquaintance in the elevator. It was the auntie upstairs. The auntie was very enthusiastic. She had just bought meat buns and brought two for Rong Ting. It was difficult to refuse her kindness, so Rong Ting could only accept.
The auntie looked at Yung Heng and her heart thumped. She liked Song Yuan very much and had always wanted to introduce her son to Song Yuan. However, her son was sent abroad to work by the company and would only be back in a year. Under such circumstances, she didn't have the nerve to introduce him. However, she knew that Song Yuan was still single. At this moment, seeing a tall and handsome man with Song Yuan's younger brother, she suddenly had an ominous premonition.
"Little Rong Ting, who is this?" The auntie politely smiled at Yung Heng and asked Rong Ting.
Rong Ting glanced at his Imperial Father and replied without any psychological pressure, "My uncle."
The auntie breathed a sigh of relief and said in a joking tone, "I thought this was your sister's boyfriend."
Originally, when Rong Ting called Song Yuan's mother outside, everyone was very surprised and thought that Song Yuan was an unmarried mother. However, a few months ago, Chen Linjing and Song Haiping quarreled outside. After Chen Linjing slapped Song Haiping, some neighbors who had sharp ears heard it and gathered a very useful piece of information. That was, Song Yuan was Rong Ting's half-sister. However, Song Yuan's father was busy with work, so Song Yuan lived with her younger brother. Everyone had doubts in their hearts. After all, they heard that Song Yuan was in her early twenties. How could there be a five or six-year-old boy? Everything made sense now.
When Yung Heng heard the auntie's words, he was a little surprised. He lowered his head to look at Rong Ting and found that his expression was very calm.
Rong Ting was already used to it. In the beginning, when everyone thought that he was his Imperial Mother's younger brother, he was a little angry. It wasn't until he went to the learning center and met more people that he vaguely understood that it was very difficult for an unmarried mother to live in this society.
His Imperial Mother's identity card age was only 23 years old. If she had a six-year-old child at the age of 23, people would misunderstand that she had a child at the age of 16 or 17. In this era, 16 or 17 was still underage and was still studying.
He didn't want his Imperial Mother to be looked down upon by others, nor did he want his Imperial Mother to be pointed out. Therefore, when others misunderstood that he was his Imperial Mother's younger brother, he tacitly agreed. Now, he wouldn't even call her Imperial Mother outside.
When Rong Ting didn't know how to answer the auntie's question, he heard his Imperial Father say in a very calm tone, "Yes, I'm her boyfriend."
Rong Ting looked at him with a shocked expression.
The auntie let out a very low "ah" sound, but then she quickly smiled and said, "You really are Yuanyuan's boyfriend. That's great. "
After coming out of the elevator, they parted ways with the auntie.
Rong Ting also somewhat understood why his Imperial Father would say that. He sighed in his heart. Although he didn't know what the relationship between a man and a woman was, his Imperial Father was too …
"What's wrong?" Yung Heng asked him.
Rong Ting shook his head. Forget it.
However, he was still very interested in another matter, so he asked, "Imperial Father, what did you put in Imperial Mother's coat pocket just now?"
Yung Heng replied, "A card. It's equivalent to a banknote."
Rong Ting originally thought that he had seen wrongly. He didn't expect his Imperial Father to really put a card. "Imperial Father, Imperial Mother is rich. She's very rich."
In the past, he didn't understand his Imperial Mother's financial situation. He thought that his Imperial Mother was very pitiful here. However, after roughly understanding the situation here, he discovered that his Imperial Mother was very rich.
The two houses in the capital were his Imperial Mother's. The house they were living in now was also under his Imperial Mother's name. Some time ago, he heard from his maternal grandfather that his Imperial Mother also had several shops under her name … In short, his Imperial Mother was very rich and didn't need his Imperial Father to give her money.
Yung Heng made a sound of "En". With both hands in his coat pocket, he looked calm and composed. "I know, but that's different."
What exactly was different? Rong Ting saw that his Imperial Father didn't say, so he didn't ask.
The father and son arrived at the book bar. It was already a workday and early in the morning. There were only two staff members in the book bar. Yung Heng brought Rong Ting to a quiet corner and sat down.
The cashier was a young girl. When she saw Yung Heng, her eyes lit up. This was the first time she saw a handsome man who exuded a noble aura in real life. She took the initiative to take the job of another colleague and took the initiative to bring the menu to their table. She said in a gentle and sweet voice, "Today's red velvet cake. Also, sir, if you scan our WeChat QR code and follow us, you can get a 20% discount."
When Rong Ting heard that there was a discount, he was eager to try it.
Yung Heng only glanced at her. "There's no need for a discount. I don't scan. If you want to order anything, you can ask my son."
Eh???
Son???
The girl was a little embarrassed, especially when Rong Ting looked at her. She felt that her thoughts were seen through by the child …
Rong Ting flipped through the menu. "Uncle, Dad! Can I order a cup of milk tea? I also want to eat this chocolate cake. Is that okay? "
Yung Heng smiled gently. "Of course."
After a while, Rong Ting drank the milk tea and ate the cake with a satisfied expression. He suddenly felt that it was good to be with his Imperial Father!
This book bar didn't have as many books as the Book City, but it was indeed good to pass time here.
Rong Ting was tired from reading. He raised his head and was about to look at the green plants in the book bar to relax his eyes. When he saw that his Imperial Father was reading seriously, he couldn't help but be curious about what book his Imperial Father was reading. He leaned on the table and quietly looked over. He saw that the book his Imperial Father was reading was very pink.
… His Imperial Father was reading simple love studies and love secrets. What kind of books were these???
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