MTL - Old Injury-Chapter 12

【I thought if I was an alpha, my life would be much better, the answer is self-evident. 】

Song Bailao and Luo Qinghe quarreled and broke up with each other. After half a day, Luo Mengbai also left.

Song Mo had been huddled under the quilt during the period, sullen and silent, and the look of drooping brows and eyes was extremely distressing. Although he is only five years old, children who should understand actually understand. I still have memories of four or five years old when I was a child, and I also have some impressions of Ning Shi's lovers.

She once had a boyfriend who was not tall in the alpha, and a little fat, but he was funny and humorous, and every time she saw me, she would tease me for a while.

I like him very much. I always look forward to him becoming my "father". Whenever I have time, I ask Ning Shi when they will get married. Ning Shi would pinch my nose angrily and scold me as a kid, but the smile in her eyes couldn't hide it.

She is happy and so am I. In my memory, it was sunny every day, and it was unbelievably beautiful.

It turned cloudy, and one day, the man's wife came to the door.

When those people left, Ning Shi opened the door for me with scars all over her body. Her eyes were red and her hair was messy, but she still pretended nothing happened in front of me, squatted on the ground and wiped the floor silently, cleaning up the mess in the house.

I saw the bruises at the corners of her eyes, I couldn't help but ran to her and asked, "Mom, does it hurt?"

Ning Shi's hand holding the rag trembled slightly, as if trying to suppress something.

I didn't realize that she was on the verge of collapse, and I was still not afraid to ask: "Mom, what's the matter with you?"

Ning Shi raised her head abruptly, the expression on her face was very complicated, not sad, not angry, but it seemed to have some. When I grew up, I realized that it was hatred.

She glared at me, as if she was going to eat me alive, I was a little scared and couldn't stop backing away. Ning Shi seemed to be provoked by my actions. She came up and grabbed my arm and slapped me on the body, beating and scolding me for being a burden. If it wasn't for me, she wouldn't have to be so angry.

Even if I didn't understand the relationship between Ning Shi and others at that time, the mistress was still the mistress, but it didn't prevent me from understanding that Ning Shi hated me. If she's in a good mood and everything goes well, she'll be kind to me and be a bit of a mother. But when things went wrong in life, she would blame me for the "disadvantage", thinking that I was the source of her misfortune, and would beat and scold me at every turn.

Song Mo, Song Bailao, and my own lessons of blood and tears all remind me of the importance of parents to their children's growth. We still have an unreliable parent anyway, so what about my child? How has he been all these years? The more I thought about it, the more anxious I became, the more uneasy I became. In the end, I couldn't help but send a message to Ning Shi, asking her out and forcing her to provide more information about the child.

Ning Shi agreed and gave me the address of a coffee shop and let me go directly.

I hesitated to tell Sister Nine to go out, she immediately sent a car to me. I was well prepared, but when I was about to go out, there was an accident, and Song Mo didn't let me go.

When he was sick, I went to his bedside to read a storybook to him every day. It can be said that our relationship has grown rapidly these few days. He clings to me so much now that he runs into my room to wake me up as soon as he opens his eyes, and shares his toys and food with me.

But I didn't expect him to be so attached that he didn't want to part with me.

"I'll be back soon, can you wait for me at home?" I discussed with him.

Song Mo hugged my leg and refused to let go: "No."

I reluctantly turned to Sister Nine for help. Sister Nine persuaded her for a while, but she couldn't persuade her, so she had to give up, saying she couldn't do anything about it.

"Otherwise, take the young master with you." She suggested.

I hesitated for a moment, seeing that it was still early, and the coffee shop was very close to Xiasheng headquarters, so I said, "Otherwise, I will send Momo to his father, and leave it there for a while, I'll pick him up when I'm done."

Ninth sister-in-law naturally had no objection, and said that she happened to make three bottles of beef sauce, and asked me to bring two bottles to Song Bailao and one bottle to Li Xun.

Although the chef is responsible for the daily three meals at home, the meat and vegetables are matched, and the nutrition is balanced, but Jiu's beef sauce is really a must, even the Michelin chef can't match her craftsmanship , Song Mo can eat a big bowl of bibimbap with only meat sauce.

Bring Song Mo and beef sauce, I got into the car to the city.

I don't know if I have been in the mountains for a long time, looking at the bustling street scene outside the car window, I have a feeling of being in another world.

Song Mo knelt on the seat of the car and looked out in novelty, not knowing what to see, and suddenly began to shoot the window.

He looked back at me and pointed out the window: "Cake!"

I took a closer look and was a little stunned. Our car was actually parked in front of Xu Meiren's store. Since there is a red light in front of you and the road is relatively narrow, you can clearly see the colorful cakes displayed in the window facing the pedestrians.

Song Mo seems to like cake very much, not only eating, but also watching my live broadcast at a young age. This hobby is not like those alphas who are fighting to win.

"Want to eat?" I asked him.

Song Mo's eyes lit up and nodded at me expectantly.

I have made up my mind to be a good father, but now I have the heart to beat him so easily.

I rubbed his head: "Okay, let's go down and buy."

I asked the driver to find a place in front of me to stop temporarily, and got out of the car with Song Mo.

Xu Meiren, under the management of Xiang Ping and Chang Xingze in the past two years, has broken away from the traditional pastry shop and has become an uncompromising online celebrity shop.

There is a line in the store, and there is a line of nearly ten meters outside the store.

I took Song Mo to the window and asked him to choose his favorite flavor. He hesitated, and finally settled on a cheesecake studded with assorted berries.

"Senior brother!" She choked up and hugged me.

I almost didn't fall backwards, I hurriedly stabilized my body, and patted her on the back dumbfoundedly: "Xiaozhu, long time no see."

Xiaozhu is my junior sister and the last disciple accepted by Master. Although he has been with Master for the shortest time, he is very popular with Master because he is simple and lovely.

"Senior brother, I miss you so much!"

Xiaozhu told me with tears in her eyes. Knowing that I was here with a child to buy cakes, she asked me to wait outside, and quickly took out a paper bag and stuffed it into my arms.

I opened it and saw that there was a box of platter cakes, there were about five or six different flavors, and the cheesecake that Song Mo liked was also among them.

I wanted to give her the money, but she refused to accept it.

"You don't need to give it, just treat it as I invited you." Xiaozhu smiled shyly, "Next time, please remember to drink and invite me back, I have a lot to say to you. what."

Xiaozhu loves to drink, and she can drink well, which may be one of the reasons why Master prefers her.

After I left Xu Meiren, it seemed that Xiang Ping didn't embarrass them, but still thought of some old friendships. That's fine, so that Master won't be too worried.

I held Song Mo to say goodbye to her, and as soon as I turned around with a smile on my face, I saw Chang Xingze staring at me coldly with his arms around his chest, like a spirit behind him.

To him, I have nothing to say than Xiang Ping, I just want to stay far away.

"You are very good, so good at pretending."

I wiped him and walked forward, stopped when I heard his words, and his voice continued behind me.

"It's like being bullied by us so badly. It turns out that the young master has come to experience the suffering of the world."

I turned around, and Chang Xingze had a sarcastic smile on his lips. Seeing me looking at him, he glared unwillingly: "What are you doing here today, a demonstration? If you thought you could step on my head by flying on a tall branch, stop dreaming!"

My goal in life has never had anything to do with him, and I have never set any ultimate ideal to step on his head. He said this a bit self-righteous.

"Brother Xingze, please stop arguing..." Xiaozhu looked at us embarrassedly.

Chang Xingze glanced at her: "You let me in!"

Xiaozhu didn't dare to speak immediately. Now it's hard to find a beta job. She works in Xu Meiren, and she has to take into account the face of the "boss". Xiaozhu walked helplessly into the store, and while Chang Xingze was not paying attention, he winked at me and folded his palms and bowed, as if to tell me not to take it seriously.

There are already customers in line who have noticed this. I don't want to get entangled with Chang Xingze, so I want to leave, but when my eyes meet his indomitable appearance, I feel a little sullen.

I made cakes and he made me unable to make it in the baking industry, and I made live broadcasts and he made me unable to make it in the live broadcast circle. What do I want to do now, let me and Song Bailuo divorce?

"This shop is master's hard work, you have to do it well, don't screw it up. As for my business... Whether I am a young master or a little beggar has nothing to do with you, and I don't need to talk to you. You explain. You follow Xiang Ping and live your life well." After saying that, he hugged Song Mo, and quickly left in front of Xu Meiren's store without looking back.

When I got back to the car, my heart was still beating wildly. I regret not looking back at Chang Xingze. I wonder if his face was ugly.

When Xia Sheng arrived, Li Xun personally picked us up from the bottom, saying that Song Bailao had something to do at the moment, so he might have to wait in the waiting room first.

As soon as the elevator opened, Song Bailao's anger resounded through the entire floor, and even Song Mo clenched my hand consciously, and I finally knew what the "thing" Li Xun was talking about.

Song Mo and I sat down on the sofa outside, and Song Bailao reprimanded his subordinates in the inside office. The smart glass is switched to invisible mode, but the sound is still transmitted faithfully.

"I invited you to do research and development, not to write papers. I want results, success, and no useless data!"

"I'm really sorry Mr. Song! Please give me a little more time, I will definitely produce results..."

"A month, and if you don't see new possibilities in a month, you'll get out with your team!"

After a while, the middle-aged scientific researcher who was reprimanded by Song Bailao with a pale face and could not lift his head pushed the door out of the office. Seeing Song Mo and I waiting outside, he was stunned. He nodded at us crampedly, and quickly took the elevator away.

Li Xun looked at his back and sighed: "Old Zhang is actually a good person, but the research project at hand has not been progressing, it has been two or three years, and the money has been burning, no wonder Song Always get angry."

"Is it hard to study?" I asked casually.

“It is difficult to say, and indeed difficult, to do research on extending the service life of new energy batteries.”

I nodded in understanding. She told me how to prolong the shelf life of the cake. I still know a little bit. The energy battery is really my knowledge blind spot, which is about the same level as Song Mo.

Li Xun ran to the inside and told Song Bailao that we had come. Two minutes later, Song Bailao came out of the office and saw Song Mo holding a plate and eating cake, his brows instantly wrinkled.

"You give him these things again." He came this way.

I immediately fidgeted and moved my butt: "I'm sick... I'll give him something to eat as a reward."

The folds between Song Bailao's eyebrows did not loosen because of this. Obviously, he did not agree with my "reward system" very much. But he ate it all, and he couldn't pick Song Mo's mouth out again. He didn't say anything. After taking off the bite stopper, he opened the cake box with one finger and took a critical look at the contents.

"What is this store..."

I was surprised: "Do you know this store?"

He sat down opposite me, fiddled with his bite stopper, opened and closed it: "Ninth sister-in-law bought it a few years ago, it was good at first, but suddenly it became unpalatable , I will tell Sister-in-law Jiu not to buy any more."

A few years ago, when I was still in Xu Meiren, Song Bailao may have accidentally eaten the cake I made.

If he knew that he had eaten something made by someone he hated, and thought it was delicious, I don’t know what his expression would be…

"This is what Sister Nine asked me to give to you." I gave him the Beef Sauce of Sister Nine.

Song Bailao was just like Song Mo when I said I was going to buy a cake for Song Mo, his eyes lit up: "It's better to take advantage of this thing." As he spoke, he glanced at his body. Song Mo, who was eating sweetly next to him, suddenly picked up a huge strawberry on the other party's cake and put it in his mouth, commenting, "Strawberries are not bad."

"Ah..." Song Mo originally kept the strawberry to eat last, but after being snatched by Song Bailao mercilessly, he immediately stared at me with a sullen face.

I secretly scolded Song Bailao for being naive, and found Song Mo a whole strawberry on another cake.

"It doesn't matter, look, there's more here."

He puffed out his cheeks, his eyes were squinted together when he ate, and the look of happiness on his face made people smile involuntarily.

He hadn't swallowed what was in his mouth. Seeing me looking at him, he smiled at me and said in a soft voice, "Thank you, Mom."

For a while, Song Bailao and I were stunned.

Song Bailao looked at me without words: "You asked him to call your mother?"