"It's nothing. Ever since I moved here, Mommy has been up at five o'clock every day, either making soup for me or making desserts. I haven't felt tired yet, so she has also made strange-flavored beans, beef jerky, and pork jerky. In order not to
It affects my meals, and they are always small to satisfy my cravings without occupying my stomach.
Oh, and yesterday, I wanted to eat hot and sour noodles, and mommy made them for me at home in order to prevent me from eating them. Even the noodles were handmade by her."
The more Mrs. Rong listened, the more wrong she became. This did not mean that Murong Rong was not good to him. It was clearly because Murong Rong was good to Chen Chen.
Chen Chen said that he was a little greedy. He sighed and said: "Grandma, look at how bad my mommy is. If she hadn't thought of so many ways to let me eat more snacks, I would definitely have grown taller now.
That’s a lot of meat, don’t you think?”
"I said no." Mrs. Rong said angrily: "Don't think you don't know. You are speaking for that woman."
"I'm not talking for mommy, I'm talking for myself. Grandma, I want a mommy who will be kind to me like mommy, okay?"
Mrs. Rong couldn't help but sigh and said warmly: "Chenchen, there will be many aunties who are willing to be nice to you. They are better than Murong Rong in every aspect."
"It's not..."
When Chen Chen couldn't help but want to refute, his cell phone was taken away by Rong Jiuci.
"You go take a shower first."
Chen Chen responded and went immediately.
Rong Jiuci took her cell phone to the study room. As soon as she closed the door, Mrs. Rong had a seizure.
"I heard that you went to the Dingfeng Pavilion to pick up Murong Rong today?"
"Well. You are quite well informed."
"Am I well-informed? It's obvious that you are too high-profile. You want everyone to immediately know that you are hanging out with that Murong Rong!" Thinking that Chen Chen kept saying that Murong Rong was good to him, Mrs. Rong was filled with confusion.
It’s not a special taste, it’s just a small favor!
"I'm not in such a hurry. After a while, when I set the wedding date with her, everyone will know."
When Mrs. Rong heard this, she immediately became angry: "Rong Jiuci, are you serious? Do you really want to marry Murong Rong back home?"
"Otherwise?" Rong Jiuci said calmly: "I will never be the man Murong Rong can't see in the light of his life. She is delusional."
"Rong Jiuci!" Mrs. Rong was very angry: "Can you tell me, what kind of magic power does Murong Rong have that makes you so obsessed? I'm afraid she is not the reincarnation of a fox!"
"She is not a vixen." Rong Jiuci's eyebrows showed dissatisfaction: "There is no such unprofessional vixen as her."
The vixen who brings disaster to the country and the people always puts the charm of the king first.
Where is Murong Rong?
It was just like a piece of wood. He spent so much effort before she took a trembling step like a baby and grabbed his hand.
If all the vixens had Murong Rong's qualifications, how could they have the reputation of causing harm to the country and the people?
"..."
Mrs. Rong was furious: "Is that what I mean? Am I?" Seeing her son's unmoved face, she waved her hand: "Forget it, I'm too lazy to care about you, anyway, out of sight is out of mind!
Also, tell Murong Rong and ask her to take good care of Chen Chen. If my grandson finds another hair, I won’t be able to spare her!"
After finishing speaking, Mrs. Rong hung up the phone angrily.
In the bedroom.
Murong Rong turned on her computer and searched, what should she do when sending her child to kindergarten for the first time?
Since she agreed to Chen Chen, she wanted to do her best, and she didn't want to embarrass Chen Chen.
Murong Rong looked at the notes written down on the paper, carefully reading them one by one, and suddenly she couldn't help but shed tears.
If An An were still here, if An An's illness was cured, she would be worrying about what kind of kindergarten to choose for her and how to convince her daughter to go to kindergarten.
That is really the sweetest trouble.
But she will never have this opportunity again in her life.
Even though she had begun to accept this fact long before, she still couldn't let it go, and she would never let it go.
When he opened the bedroom door, the big light in the room had been turned off, and only a wall lamp was turned on.
The orange light shrouded everything in the room, making everything look gentle.
Murong Rong had already fallen asleep.
Her back was turned to him, her black hair spread behind her like a piece of black satin, and she was covered with a quilt. Even so, it could not hide her graceful figure.
"Murong Rong."
Rong Jiuci called out twice, but Murong Rong didn't move, but he was fast asleep.
Rong Jiuci looked at her for a few seconds, then turned and went to the bathroom.
On the bed, Murong Rong heard Rong Jiuci's footsteps and opened her closed eyes. She blinked and tears fell down.
There was no sound except for the snapping sound when it disappeared on the pillow.
Even her crying was silent.
Murong Rong couldn't help but pull up the quilt, trying to cover herself tightly.
Suddenly, a strong force came.
The quilt in her hand was lifted open, and the light came on in the next second.
Murong Rong subconsciously closed her eyes to avoid the dazzling light.
A man's voice came from above: "Are you crying?"
Murong Rong didn't speak, just buried her face into the pillow.
It looks very much like an ostrich, as if as long as you hide your butt, all dangers, sufferings, and all the things you are unwilling to face will disappear.
Rong Jiuci did not give Murong Rong this chance. He turned Murong Rong's face towards her, looked at her tear-stained face, and said, "Did you hear what I just said to Chen Chen?"
Although his words were a question, he was very sure.
"Yes, I heard it." Murong Rong did not avoid it anymore. She raised her eyelids and looked at Rong Jiuci. The light of the crystal lamp above her head fell on her eyes. Those eyes were sparkling and incredibly beautiful.
Murong Rong inhaled repeatedly, and it took a long time before he could speak. His voice was so trembling: "You, have you picked up An An's bones?"
"Yeah." Since Murong Rong has heard it, there is no point in denying it now.
It was like a knife suddenly stabbed into her heart, the pain was so painful that she could hardly breathe.
The hope, which was as weak as a bubble on a summer afternoon, burst completely with a pop.
Murong Rong's lips trembled for a long time, and then she asked: "Where is An An? I want to see her."
She grabbed Rong Jiuci's sleeve suddenly, her eyes filled with tears: "Tell me quickly!"
"An'an has been placed in a very safe place by me. I will take you to see it tomorrow."
"I don't want tomorrow, I want now." Murong Rong stood up suddenly. She grabbed Rong Jiuci's hand and pulled him hard: "Hurry up, hurry up!"
Rong Jiuci dragged Murong Rong back with his backhand. He frowned at Murong Rong and said in a stern voice: "Are you sure you want to see An An like this? Aren't you afraid that she will feel uneasy seeing you like this?
"
Murong Rong's movements paused, his face was as pale as paper, tears filled his eyes, and he felt as fragile as glass.