Chapter 41

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The day was fulfilling, but it was also very busy.

Song Yuan now admires the kindergarten teacher from her heart. When there is only one child in the family at home, she still feels no pressure to bring the child. It's too noisy to add a few young boys. A patient person! Just changing her status and imagining that she has to face a child in a class, she has a big head.

Just cleaning the house and cleaning up the home, Song Yuan worked with her aunt for almost an hour.

After the work is over, Song Yuan wraps the cake aside and wraps it up with Auntie, and sends her to the door with Rong Ting. "Auntie, take this cake back to your granddaughter."

Aunt is very happy. She likes to work here. Although there are children in the family, she is very good and is not troublesome. The adults in this family get along well.

After the aunt left, only Rong Ting and Song Yuan were left at home. After the mother and son took a bath, they sat on the sofa and watched TV as usual. This is a parent-child activity that is kept every day.

Rong Ting doesn't like watching cartoons or watching TV series.

What does he like to watch? Song Yuan was very surprised. He likes watching the animal world and also watching documentaries. It is really simple.

"How does it feel to have friends?" Song Yuan asked Rong Ting.

The child is quite happy today and has a lot of fun.

Rong Ting's lips are slightly angled, but he still insists: "Lone has no friends."

Song Yuan glanced at her, "Isn't this already there? They are all nice to you, and they share toys with you, this is already a friend."

Is this a friend?

Rong Tingen said, "OK. I used to have no friends in the palace."

Although Song Yuan also guessed that the ancient imperial palace was severe, you can hear Rong Ting say this. Although he said it in a light and light tone, she still felt bad as an old mother. "No one even plays with you ?"

"Yes." Rong Ting continued to say lightly, "Father Emperor found two playmates for Gu, both sons of the Minister of North Korea and China, one with the same age and one with the age of two. Awe, it may have been beaten by the elders in the family, and everything was lonely. Does the mother think that this is a friend? "

Song Yuan thought about it and shook his head honestly. "It shouldn't be a friend."

"Coo, you are so pitiful." Song Yuan couldn't hold back, and hugged Rong Ting. "Let mom hug."

Rong Ting looked confused, "Are you sorry?"

Song Yuan didn't know what to say. The environment in which Rong Ting lived was doomed to make it difficult for him to make friends. Others feared him, even if he was close, he wanted to gain some benefits.

"I'm wrong, I shouldn't use my thoughts to evaluate your situation." Song Yuan touched his head. "Well, don't say this, we will go to Beijing in two days. Because The two cities are not too far away. For convenience, I bought a high-speed rail ticket, and will take you to the plane next time I have the opportunity. "

"A plane, is it possible to go to heaven on television?"

"Well." Song Yuan thought about it. "The high-speed rail is also very fast. Our country's high-speed rail is the fastest in the world. It's very convenient. For example, the last time you and grandpa went to Beijing by car, they walked. It's a high speed, but it also took more than six hours to get there. If you take the high-speed rail, it will take about two hours. "

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