Chapter 238: Mutual Dislike (Part 2)
Song Shengsheng found it difficult to get up. After all these years of marriage, she had never experienced the pain of having to get up early.
In the past, when they lived in the military compound in Ningcheng, she and Fu Cheng ate in the compound cafeteria, so she didn't have to get up early every day and grunt to make breakfast.
She is very good at pretending. At first she even pretended that she couldn't cook.
Fu Cheng was the one who cooked at home, and life was pretty good after returning to the capital with him.
The Fu family has a dedicated nanny, and there is also a cafeteria in the compound where she and Fu Cheng live. Fu Cheng will take her out to eat when he has nothing to do.
So every year, she becomes lazier and lazier.
When she finally woke up, it was already ten o'clock in the morning.
After Song Shengsheng finished washing up and opened the door, she saw her son who was already on summer vacation.
Fu Luochi had been squatting at the door of his mother's room for a long time. When he was tired of standing, he sat down against the wall, hugging his legs, looking a little pitiful.
But there was no knocking on the door, let alone complaining.
When he saw his mother, he immediately stood up. Fu Luochi, who had been having nightmares the whole night, was very dependent on her and took the initiative to reach out for a hug.
"mother."
When Song Shengsheng heard the soft voice of "Mom", her heart melted.
She stared at him intently and touched his pale face. "Why didn't Xiaochi knock on the door earlier?"
Fu Luochi shook his head and said, "I don't want to wake up my mother."
Sometimes Song Shengsheng really doesn't want him to be so sensible. Only crying children get candy. Her son is too sensible, which always makes her feel guilty.
She really didn't do very well.
She is neither a mother who can take care of her children meticulously, nor a mother who gives all her love to her children.
She knew clearly that she was selfish.
Put yourself first in everything.
Nothing is more important than her own feelings.
Song Shengsheng never compromises herself, so she often makes people around her feel wronged. She sighed and said with some heartache: "But when mom wakes up and sees Xiaochi waiting, she won't feel good either."
She discussed with him, "Next time Xiaochi must knock on the door, okay?"
Fu Luochi thought about it, reluctantly, but didn't want to refute her: "Okay, Mom."
Song Shengsheng knew that Xiaochi would basically listen to what she said.
It seemed as if he had never disobeyed her.
Fu Luochi looked up at his mother and asked, "Mom, are we going to see the brother from yesterday again?"
Song Shengsheng didn't expect that Xiaochi had been waiting for the whole morning just to ask this.
She was a little caught off guard. She didn't want the two children to meet again. The two children in the dream didn't get along well.
Every time we meet, there is an undercurrent.
It's just a tense situation.
The atmosphere was very tense.
No one likes anyone, and no one can get used to anyone.
But at this moment, Song Shengsheng couldn't lie to him against her conscience. She frowned, nodded and said softly, "Yes."
Fu Luochi carefully grasped his mother's finger, "Mom, I want to go too."
Song Shengsheng pursed her lips: "Xiao Chi, do you like that brother?"
Fu Luochi couldn't lie to his mother, so he shook his head honestly, but he didn't say anything final: "I don't really like it."
Expected answer.
The two sons were born to be incompatible.
Fu Luochi was afraid that his mother would not take him, so he said, "Mom, I will be good and listen to you. I won't say it if I don't like it very much."
After hesitating for a while, Song Shengsheng reluctantly said, "Okay."
She said, "Mom will take you there."
She warned, "Stay close to mom and don't run around. That brother..."
"That brother probably doesn't like you that much either."
"But mom has always loved our little pond."
Song Shengsheng will of course do her best to maintain peace between the two children. She also knows that she cannot favor one over the other because, after all, she did not raise the child named Zaizai.
But I also have a certain understanding of his nature.
He is not a very tolerant and generous person.
Song Shengsheng is a person who tends to overthink. She would imagine the scene of brothers killing each other. Of course, she wants to avoid such a thing before it happens.
It was almost noon when Song Shengsheng slowly arrived at the guesthouse.
She did hesitate on the way, and she didn't know why, but she just didn't know how to face the boy.
It’s not that I’m afraid of him, it’s just that I don’t know what attitude to adopt.
Before arriving at the guesthouse, Song Shengsheng bought some hot meat buns, fearing that he would have no lunch.
Although I gave him money last night, food coupons are required everywhere here, and I'm worried that he won't have any tickets and won't have food.
Song Shengsheng went to the guesthouse to look for someone with a pair of hot buns in her pocket, but Shen Zai didn't go anywhere. He seemed to have been waiting for her here obediently. When he saw her, his eyes looked different.
It seems like it has been long awaited.
I couldn't bear to let him down.
Song Shengsheng was staring at him like this, and she couldn't say many harsh words. When the words came to her lips, she still squeezed out a dry sentence: "Have you eaten?"
Shen Zai truthfully shook his head: "No."
As if to reassure her, he added, "I'm not hungry."
There is no need to expose such obvious lies.
How can I not be hungry after not eating for so long?
Song Shengsheng handed him a bun wrapped in oil paper and said, "Eat something first to fill your stomach. After you're full, I'll take you to find a house."
Shen Zai took the bun and looked at her with crooked eyes. It was finally a smile from the heart, not a fake one. "Thank you, sister."
You can also call me sister.
You can also call me mother.
You can call me anything.
Shen had never felt before that he could be satisfied so easily.
It turns out that a mother's care is not a rare luxury in this world.
It's easy to get.
No need for his hypocritical tears, no need for his pitiful pretense.
He didn't have to do anything to get a little attention from her.
Shen Zai ate the buns slowly, bite by bite.
He ate very elegantly, and after finishing his meal he met the gaze of another person.
No matter how many years have passed, he still hates Fu Luochi.
The exquisite and handsome boy held his mother's hand with an expressionless face and looked at him intently.
In the past, the two of them kept to themselves, neither of them disturbed the other, and neither of them asked questions about the other.
Only once a month when Fu Luochi came to the villa would they greet each other reluctantly. They always stood very far away from each other, and they seldom communicated privately.
They hated each other.
It is naturally difficult to get along harmoniously.
Shen Zai deliberately bent over and tried to pinch his face.
Sure enough, the other party couldn't pretend anymore.
With a look of disgust, he turned his face away.
Shen Zai sneered and then looked at his mother as if nothing had happened. "I'm full. Can we go out now, mother?"
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