MTL - My Son is a Transmigrated Prince-Chapter 19 019

In the afternoon, Song Haiping left work early at three o'clock and took Rongting to the nearby supermarket to buy food.

Rong Ting was sitting in a shopping cart, Song Haiping pushed him, and a quarrel between the grandparents was inevitable.

In fact, every time because of some trivial matters, the last two people had forgotten their original intentions. Song Haiping had good cooking skills, and he also distressed that his daughter would bring the children to cook after coming back from work. Fortunately, the company is fine now, and he has enough time.

Song Yuan thinks it's her happiest time now if her mother is also the best

Every day when I get home from work, I can smell the smell of the meal. Her father came out of the kitchen and greeted her to wash her hands and prepare for dinner.

Cuckoo is standing on the balcony to endorse or practice writing.

During dinner, Song Haiping said, "Tomorrow or the day after tomorrow, I am going to drive to Beijing and bring Rong Ting together."

Song Yuan and Rong Ting put down their chopsticks and said "What"

Rong Ting frowned, "Lonely refused."

After understanding his mother's hard work every day after understanding his mother, he followed his grandfather, which does not mean that he was willing to follow the grandfather to leave the mother and go to the field.

"Children don't have the right to refuse." Song Haiping looked at Song Yuan. "You work hard every day. Me, there is something in Beijing. I want to check it out and put Rong Ting at home. You are not at ease at work. This child also has a problem eating. He ca n’t eat takeaway every day. It ’s called takeout. It ’s not safe for a child to be at home. ”

Song Yuan felt that Dad also made sense. She still had a lot of work at this time, mainly because a colleague in the group was sick and hospitalized, and this matter fell to her brick. It was impossible for her to resign at this point. , Really want to leave Rong Ting alone at home, she is not assured.

After hearing Song Haiping's remarks, Rong Ting didn't object to exclusion as he did just now, still frowning, and asked "Going for a few days"

He is now being taught by Song Haiping, and his words have gradually moved closer to modern times.

"As long as one week and as short as three or four days."

Song Haiping was also unconsciously "went up and down" when Rong Ting took the speech.

Rong Ting looked at Song Yuan reluctantly, "All right."

He also knows that if he does n’t go to Beijing with his grandfather, his mother-in-law will remember him and he will come back as soon as possible after work. This is too hard. He should learn to be considerate of his mother-in-law.

Rong Ting didn't have much luggage to pack. He still wore that costume. After taking a shower in the evening, he changed it and washed it, and he could wear it the next day.

"The climate in Beijing is a bit drier than ours. You drink more water there." When Song Yuan packed his luggage, Rong Ting packed the cartoon insulation cup she bought for him. "Sure You need to drink water and eat fruits. "

"After washing your face every day, apply this child cream."

"Also, let your grandpa make a glass of milk for you every night before going to bed.

Rong Ting looked at Song Yuan to help him pack his luggage, and his mouth was still thinking about all kinds of thoughts. He sat on the bed with a natural look and his lips raised slightly. "After the mother, I only left for a few days and will return soon. "

"Remember my phone number" Song Yuan asked again.

Rong Ting really did not forget, his mind was particularly flexible, and Song Yuan and Song Haiping's phone numbers were sloppy.

"If you lost your grandfather outside, remember to call or uncle the police, don't go with strangers, do you know?"

Since the results of the paternity test came out, Song Yuan also felt that his role had been substituted too quickly, and accepted Rong Ting as her son with almost no hesitation.

Rong Ting patted the position next to himself, motioning Song Yuan to sit over.

Song Yuan packed his suitcase, so he sat over and looked over at him, "Why?"

"Mother, are you very reluctant to be lonely and unwilling to be separated from loneliness?" When the child said this, his lips were slightly tilted, and his eyes were bright, proud and proud.

Song Yuan nodded earnestly. "That's right."

"Yes, no, no."

"Yes."

Rong Ting was very satisfied with Song Yuan's answer and took the initiative to reach out and pull La Songyuan's hand, but soon let go. He wanted to be close to Song Yuan, but the education he received did not let him Ways to be too close to her, or for too long.

Song Haiping asked the driver to drive to Beijing and took the highway from Beijing to Beijing. He only ran for more than six hours.

Song Haiping had already bought two houses when he had no purchase restrictions in Beijing a few years ago. At that time, the idea was relatively simple. I was afraid that her daughter would develop in Beijing in the future, so she had to prepare a house for her and went to the real estate to see it. At that time, the house prices had not soared. He felt that the price was ok, and it happened to have a little money. I bought two sets of three bedrooms at a stretch, both in the third ring.

He has been running in Beijing more frequently in the past two years, so he also invited an aunt. This time, before he came, he cleaned the inside and outside.

Entering the room with Rong Ting, he couldn't help but be proud. "Although don't say bad things about your father in front of you, there are some things I still have to say. Regardless of what your father was in the ancient times or the emperor, this Qing Dynasty Dead, I really want to come with you, he may be a poor man in front of your grandpa. "

After hearing this, Rong Ting quietly rolled his eyes.

"What you said, okay, go to the neighbor's house now and ask him to drive me his Porsche." Song Haiping deliberately teased him, "You're not saying that there is no king of the earth, that's your Porsche. Porsche, should you be a grandson?

Rong Ting was stunned by the robber logic of Song Haiping.

"You're insane."

"Is it the kind of person who oppresses the people to search for the people and the people?"

"Lonely doesn't share your general knowledge"

After a quarrel, Song Haiping looked at Rong Ting's desperate appearance with satisfaction and touched his head. "That's right, the child should look like a child, just like a little adult every day."

Rong Ting almost vomited blood.

Song Haiping took Rong Ting, who was sulking, out for dinner, and wanted to take him to cut his hair by the way.

Although Rong Ting never said, Song Yuan knew that he didn't plan to live here all the time. He had the idea of ​​going back to the palace. After all, that was where he lived since childhood, but Song Yuan was not as optimistic as him. If you want to wear it, he said it himself. It is a rare occasion in a century. He can only pass through time and space through the coincidence of the master ’s practice. From a rational point of view, Rong Ting wants to go back again. The probability is almost zero.

Song Yuan never talked to Rong Ting on the initiative because he was afraid he would not accept it.

Song Haiping is not as delicate as Song Yuan. He thinks that his grandson must find a way to settle down. After he settles down, he will have to go to kindergarten. He will wear a costume every day.

So, while out for dinner, Song Haiping wanted to take Rong Ting to cut his handsome hair.

After the ancestors and grandsons finished eating, Song Haiping said to Rong Ting mysteriously, "I'll take you to a good place."

Rong Ting was indifferent on the surface, but she was also looking forward.

Until Song Haiping took Rong Ting to the barbershop's door, Rong Ting took a look inside. When he saw a hairdresser cutting his hair, he was so clever as he could guess what happened. He frowned and backed away. In two steps, he said to Song Haiping, "You bring Gu to cut your hair and refuse."

Song Haiping went to La Rongting, "Reject what, your hair is so long, it ’s not easy to wash, and it ’s not good to comb. There are no children in the kindergarten like you. When you go to elementary school, the requirements are even stricter. . Forget it today, rest assured, Grandpa is not mean, please the most expensive director, oh no, ask the manager to cut it for you in person. "

Rong Ting saw that Song Haiping was here. When he thought about the physical difference between him and his grandfather, he was desperate. He knew that it was unreasonable to reason with his grandfather, but it was better for him to shave this hair. His head

Thinking of this, Rong Ting didn't let Song Haiping hold himself, his first reaction was to flee.

He ran desperately, accidentally rushed to the intersection, and a car passed by.

Song Haiping Sees the Soul and the Flying Spirit Rong Ting

Rong Ting turned his head around, but saw a car approaching him. He froze for a few seconds, and his pupils dilated sharply.

Song Haiping was so frightened that his liver and gallbladder were split, and his legs were soft. In this late autumn season, I was frightened with a cold sweat, as if he was about to fall in the next second. When the car was only a dozen centimeters away from Rong Ting , Barely stopped the car and stopped.

The driver sat in the driver's seat, still in shock, when he reacted, he wanted to swear.

Fortunately, I realized that the boss was sitting in the car.

"Boss, are you okay?" The driver is here to cry without tears. The boss has just been discharged from the hospital. If he is frightened, if the old master Xie and Mrs. Xie know, he really ca n’t tell. The boss is the lifeblood of those two.

What really scared him later was that when he asked this, the whole person was like a jam.

He, he actually forgot that the boss stopped talking because he was frightened before.

What did he ask?

The man whom the driver called the "boss" looked at the kid who was scared and didn't know what to do out of the car window, suddenly straightened up, his eyes calm and calm, but now he was scared, but soon He calmed down, lowered his eyelids, put his hands on his knees, and breathed a little faster than before.

Song Haiping rushed over and picked up Rong Ting. He was so scared that he couldn't say clearly. "Where are you and you okay? If you hurt, tell your grandpa, where are you uncomfortable? Grandpa will take you to the hospital right away.

Song Haiping's eyes were red.

Rong Ting reacted quickly. He calmed down, but patted Song Haiping's back uncomfortably. "Maternal grandfather, he is lonely."

"Really innocent"

"It's really okay, the car didn't hit the lone."

Song Haiping was so reassured that when he looked at the car, he couldn't help but hesitated. Looking at the car and the license plate, it was estimated that the owner was either rich or expensive. He was not an unreasonable person. Since the child is all right, he would not Going to make a mess and make people responsible, grandson is still here, he can not be a bad example for children.

When Song Haiping was preparing to leave with Rong Ting and the road returned to normal, the driver got out of the car.

The driver was also very puzzled. It was obvious that he was unwilling to bullshit. Why did the boss signal him to contact him?

Just now, the boss looked at him with his mobile phone. He tentatively asked, "Do you want to give this person contact information?"

The boss nodded.

The driver came to Song Haiping and gave the boss's business card to Song Haiping. "This is our boss's business card. If your child has any discomfort, you can contact us. There is a special person in charge at the Beijing Hospital. You can bring Your child goes for a physical examination, and all costs are recorded in the name of our boss. "

Song Haiping took the business card, just glanced at it, and immediately froze.

This, this turned out to be the business card of the grandfather Xie's.

Song Haiping is a businessman. He struggled from being poor to nothing to today, relying on his flexible mind.

He pulled out his business card from his pocket and handed it to the driver. He knew that his move was a bit of a hurry, but seeing that God of Wealth didn't touch it, it was a bastard. He is now staying here with Prince Xie ’s family Name, even if the side branch wants to trouble him, it has to be weighed.

"Here is my business card, please give it back to your boss," Song Haiping returned from the panic just now, and restored the image of the old fritters in the mall. "In fact, it is still my child who came to the road. Now, I have a friend who is doing car maintenance. If you have any problems in the back of your car, you can call me. I will let someone arrange for you to repair and maintain. This is really wrong. "

The driver saw that Song Haiping didn't mean to touch the porcelain at all. He was so polite and smiled on his face. "It's all right, but I really have to be careful next time."

Song Haiping was even more polite, "Trouble you."

After saying this, Song Haiping held Rong Ting and apologized to the driver before leaving, and he looked at the car again before leaving.

Rong Ting is also measuring Song Haiping. He felt that his grandfather just smiled like an old fox.

When Song Haiping saw Rong Ting looking at himself, he dropped him and checked him up and down again. After confirming that he hadn't touched him, he still held his face and said, "How dangerous it was just now, where are you going? You rush on the road. If something goes wrong, how can I tell your mother that the heart attack will be scared by you just now. "

But speaking of this, Song Haiping thought about it and said a little uncomfortably, "You just can't tell your mother about the incident just now."

"Why"

"Don't say anything anyway." In fact, Song Haiping was still very afraid of her daughter. If her daughter knew that he had taken Rong Ting to cut her hair, and she would have been hit by a car when she ran away, her daughter would be angry.

Originally, Song Haiping was not asked, and Rong Ting would not tell this to Song Yuan. He felt that if the mother-in-law knew it, she would be worried. He didn't want the mother-in-law to worry about him.

"It's okay not to say it alone," Song Haiping just wanted to boast of Rongting's sensible, and heard him say, "but there is a condition."

"You still have the conditions, you also tell me the conditions, well, you say you say."

Rong Ting reached out and pointed a large supermarket across the street.

Song Haiping was speechless.

Finally, Song Haiping took Rong Ting to the supermarket and bought a snack in a shopping cart.

At night, in the old house of Xie's house, the man was sitting on the sofa in the room, holding a business card in his hand, his face was unclear.