[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. "