MTL - My Son is a Transmigrated Prince-Chapter 6 .

Originally, Song Yuan planned to go shopping in the shopping mall, and lunch was also settled here, but after the dessert station, she thought that she would go home and eat!

Fortunately, Rong Ting looks lovely and handsome. Song Yuan takes the children to watch costume dramas at home every day as a reason. The shop assistant at the dessert station has a more loving look at Rong Ting. Even the aunt who cleaned the mall took the mop. I was also impatient. My aunt was also worried that Song Yuan would scold the child and said with a smile: "This child looks so good. You are older brothers and sisters. Actually, girls, you should give these children less cold things. not good."

Rong Ting looked cold and wanted to say something. Song Yuan, who already knew him a little, hurriedly covered his mouth and apologized to his aunt. "I really trouble you today, I'm sorry."

Song Yuan took Rong Ting to the negative floor. There is a large supermarket here on the negative floor. She sighed, "We have nothing to test and no one is going to hurt me, but today it is indeed my fault. Before you return Before I knew this era, I brought you out. It's normal that you are not used to it, sorry. "

Rong Ting originally saw Song Yuan and didn't think she was angry. Now she saw that she was not angry, but apologized to herself. This awkward temperament from her father made him sneer. However, Gu still has to say that his mother should not be careless, and go to the palace with him in the future. Be careful. "

He paused, still in the style of "slap and give a sweet date", his tone eased a lot, "But the mother does not have to be too worried, she will protect you well."

Song Yuan laughed dryly. "Then I thank you first."

After all this, she was certain that the child was indeed ancient and modern, that is, she "read novels", usually with a big brain, otherwise she would not be so imaginable by the strange behavior of a child.

"Should you sit up?" Song Yuan pointed to the shopping cart.

It happened that there was a little girl who was also hugged by her mother and sat in the shopping cart.

Rong Ting felt strange, but he didn't show it, but nodded stubbornly.

Song Yuan took Rong Ting and sat in the shopping cart. After all, Rong Ting was still a child, and he was surprised now.

The supermarket is very large. Song Yuan pushed Rong Ting to the fresh area first. "You really don't have a mouthful. I originally wanted to take you to eat delicious food at lunchtime, but depending on you, I may have to make a mess in the restaurant."

Rong Ting was angry again, "Are you complaining about this?"

"No. Do n’t think too much, okay?" Song Yuan said some ribs, so the children seemed to like eating sweet and sour pork ribs. Before she went to Xie Ya to borrow, Xie Ya's sister liked to eat her. Made sweet and sour steak. Rong Ting is about the same size as Xie Ya's younger sister, and the taste should not be much worse.

She downloaded a kitchen app on her mobile phone, flipped it freely while pushing a cart, and finally decided on today's menu.

The sweet and sour steak is a must. If you ca n’t eat too spicy dishes like a child, then make tomato scrambled eggs. Song Yuan asked the supermarket chef to pick her a sea bass and prepare to make steamed sea bass. These three dishes It's simpler and less complicated.

The main purpose of shopping in the supermarket is to buy food, but it is definitely not just for shopping.

The biggest fun is of course buying snacks.

Song Yuan is thin and easy to build. Her parents are still in good shape by the end of the year. In addition to self-discipline and attention to image, that is a powerful gene. As her daughter, she inherited almost all the good genes. Two people who had a face value of five or six were born a daughter with a full face value of seven, which was also very surprising.

Now that it is determined that the Cuckoo's child is from ancient times, Song Yuan will not ask him what snacks he wants to eat. This child is too awkward. He might think she was joking that he was a dumpling.

She also had no experience with children and went to the freezer to get two rows of Yakult and yogurt.

Of course, Rong Ting didn't have time to find faults here. The cuts here are all strange to him. For a child born in the palace and long in the palace, who can only count the number of trips, this is very novel. Experience, he still remembers his identity, trying hard to control without looking around.

"It seems that many children like to eat seaweed." Song Yuan took the bag of seaweed and put it in the shopping cart.

After a while, the shopping cart was almost full.

Rong Ting remembered a big thing that he almost ignored, and he asked with some disbelief: "Don't you bring silver?"

silver?

What he said should be money, Song Yuan changed his meaning, and basically communicated with Rong Ting, "Bring it."

"Why did n’t you see you pay the hawker to the hawker?" Rong Ting looked over and saw the next man put the jelly on the shelf into the shopping cart. He was very calm and couldn't help but startled. Do n’t pay for shopping? ”

Song Yuan laughed loudly, "You want to be beautiful, of course, to collect money, but the person who collects the money is at the door, you can go out after paying."

Although Rong Ting has an awkward temperament, he can be cultivated as a prince from a young age. Occasionally, he is still very humble. "There is such a talent in business in the world."

Song Yuan: "..."

Ok! From the perspective of the ancients, it seems that modern society is indeed very magical and convenient, and it seems that Gugu is so right. Supermarkets are really convenient.

This supermarket also sells bread. The salesman saw that Rong Ting was so cute and wanted to give him a try of the new seaweed pork fiddle.

Rong Ting's face was on guard, thinking to himself that this man absolutely did not know his identity, otherwise how dare he be so presumptuous. Since I don't know his identity, then the move is to be diligent without committing anything or to steal.

When Song Yuan looked at him, he knew what he was thinking. First he stepped in front of the clerk and said with a smile: "My child doesn't like to eat bread. I'll help him try it."

Rong Ting knew that his actions had displeased his mother-in-law.

After the mother forgot to cut in the palace, maybe the people here made her very trusting.

The mother does not seem to refuse others.

Song Yuan tasted the seaweed meat floss Beckham, and said with emotion: "It tastes great, the salad dressing is enough, please give me a box."

When the clerk happily went to weigh, Rong Ting sighed softly.

Song Yuan held his shopping cart with both hands. "I often sigh badly at a young age."

Rong Ting looked at Song Yuan with a complex look, but he did not speak.

Song Yuan bought a lot of things. After returning home with Rong Ting, he originally wanted to turn on the TV for him, but then he thought that the child could not stand the stimulus. Let him slowly adapt to the new society. I got a bottle of Yakult, "This one is pretty good, rest assured, I tried it for you, it's not poisonous. Now I'm going to cook."

"As a son of man, how can I let my mother testify for me." Rong Ting disapproved.

Instead, Song Yuan thought it was amazing. Is it true of children in ancient times? Feeling serious, I ca n’t wait to talk and shake my head.

"It's almost twelve. I won't tell you more. I'll cook."

Song Yuan's cooking skills are considered to be ordinary home cooking. When she was young, she was sentenced to her mother by the court. Her mother was busy with work and often could not see anyone. At that time, her mother invited a distant relative to take care of her. Responsibility, but there is a four-day break in the month. At that time, there was no take-out. She was still in elementary school and did not have the courage to go to the restaurant. Sometimes she bought barbecue at the school snack street, and sometimes she groped at home for so many years Come down, the cooked meals are not full of color and flavor, but they will not make people feel unpalatable.

Modern society is too convenient. She cooks less and less often, mainly because it is too much trouble.

Shopping is already very troublesome. You have to wash and chop vegetables. After eating, you just want to lie down and clean up the dishes. She is willing to cook today, mainly because there is a dishwasher in this new house, otherwise she may not have the patience.

Rong Ting picked up the bottle of Yakult and watched vigilantly, while Song Yuan didn't notice it, he sniffed.

He couldn't live up to his mother's mind.

With this in mind, Rong Ting learned what Song Yuan had just looked like and took a sip of Yakult.

...

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!! !! !!

It tastes weird!

Try again!

Alas, barely able to enter.

Rong Ting thought so, but her mouth was very honest, she took a few sips and drank the small bottle of Yakult.

He followed the sound and came to the kitchen. Seeing that Song Yuan was wearing an apron and chopping vegetables, he was surprised under his heart, and his mother was cooking for him again.

Thinking about it this way, the expression on the face is more pleasant, but the mouth still says: "The mother is your mother, so you don't have to do it yourself."

Song Yuan was slicing tomatoes. Leng Buding heard someone talking and scared the bar and almost cut her hands. She turned around and saw Rong Ting, but said helplessly, "You scared me. I'm cutting vegetables."

Rong Ting didn't speak, and probably didn't expect her to be scared.

Song Yuan itself likes spicy food. Look at the cut **** and garlic. Then look at the dishes on the kitchen counter. She couldn't help saying, "It's really weird. I'm too lazy to die. I went shopping for you It ’s incredible to wash and cut vegetables for cooking now. "

Looking back now, she felt as if she was too kind.

Just leave this unknown child, and now cook for him ...

This refreshed her perception of herself.

Rong Ting looked at Song Yuan and said for granted: "What's so strange about this is that you are the lone mother and the lone mother. You should care about loneliness."

Song Yuan was still immersed in Rong Ting. This child is an ancient wearer, and now accepts this setting, and then listens to him, then he suddenly understands, where is the full sense of disobedience.

He is from ancient times to today.

He referred to her directly as mother.

Song Yuan pointed at herself with a finger holding a kitchen knife in surprise, "Wait! I have a question to ask you, why do you say I'm your mother?"

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