Chapter 152 Singing the old nursery rhyme "Little White Boat" again
Kong Chi suddenly remembered: "Oh, you mean that nursery rhyme?"
Kong Ran: "Yes, yes, that's the one!"
Murong Chen, standing to the side, was bewildered: "Sister Ran, Brother Chi, what kind of riddles are you two playing?"
Kong Chi turned to Murong Chen and explained, "Xiao Chen, Mommy has a nursery rhyme that she really likes and often hums. When we were little, she always used this song to lull us to sleep. Later, she also often sang it when she was doing housework or preparing medicine."
"Brother Chi, do you mean that Mommy and Daddy probably sang this song when they were together back then? So all we need to do is find a way to get Mommy to sing this song in front of Daddy again!" Murong Chen said excitedly.
Kong Ran and Kong Chi's eyes sparkled: "That's right!"
After the three of them discussed it, they decided to get started right away.
They sneaked into Kong Wange's room and rushed to her bedside: "Mommy, we can't sleep. Can you sing us a lullaby to help us fall asleep?"
Kong Wange looked at the three little ones who suddenly rushed in and said helplessly, "How old are you all? Do you still need Mommy to coax you to sleep?"
Kong Ran lay on the edge of the bed and said sweetly, "No matter how old we are, we are still Mommy's little babies. Mommy can't fall asleep without comforting us!"
Watching the children being so affectionate with Kong Wange, Murong Ting felt a surge of jealousy. He closed his laptop and stood up, saying, "Shall I leave?"
Murong Chen grabbed his sleeve: "Daddy, listen to it too, maybe Mommy's song can help you find the feeling of first love again."
As he spoke, he fawned over Murong Ting, pinching his thigh: "Daddy, you've been working so hard taking care of Mommy, why don't you take this opportunity to listen to a song and enjoy yourself?"
Murong Ting sat back down in his chair, looked at his troublesome son, and complained, "Daddy's life isn't hard, it's just that Daddy's life is!"
Kong Wange rolled her eyes, too lazy to pay him any attention, and pretended to get up, saying, "Come on, Mommy will take you back to your room and sing for you."
The three little ones immediately shook their heads.
"No, no, we want to sleep with Mommy this afternoon!"
After saying that, the three little ones took off their shoes and jumped onto the bed with a thud.
After lying down in a row, they stared at Kong Wange with three pairs of big, round eyes.
"Mommy, sing it now!" Kong Ran said sweetly.
Kong Wange glanced at Murong Ting beside her.
Murong Ting remained unmoved, coldly saying, "What, am I not worthy to listen?"
Murong Chen chimed in, "Mommy... let Daddy stay. With him there, we won't have nightmares when we sleep!"
Kong Wange chuckled, then said seriously, "Chenbao makes a lot of sense, so let him stay here."
Murong Ting, standing to the side: "..."
This brat thinks he's Guan Yu?
Kong Wange lowered the bamboo curtains to block the glaring sunlight outside.
The room instantly softened as a gentle breeze blew in, turning the pages of the book on the table.
Kong Wange sat down on the edge of the bed, gently patted the children, and sang softly.
Blue sky and Milky Way
There is a little white boat
There is an osmanthus tree on the boat
The white rabbit is playing.
...
Oars, oars, nowhere to be seen, no sails on the boat.
Floating, floating, floating into my dream
Although Kong Wange's voice has changed, the emotions conveyed in her singing still give people a warm and gentle feeling.
Murong Ting initially approached it with a spectator's mentality, wanting to hear what kind of beautiful songs she could sing that could captivate the children so much.
But as soon as the singing started, he froze.
He listened intently the whole time until the song was over, at which point he could no longer sit still.
Yan Yan used to hum this song often when she was in Jinzhen.
For a long time after he left her, every night when he closed his eyes, her singing voice echoed in his mind...
He remembered that the last line of the song's lyrics was originally "drifting, drifting, drifting towards the Western Paradise".
When Yan Yan sang it to him, she laughed and said that the lyrics were unlucky, so she took it upon herself to change them to "drifting, drifting, drifting into dreams".
If liking to sing the same song is a coincidence, can it still be a coincidence when the lyrics are all changed to be the same?
Could it be that this woman is deliberately imitating Yan Yan?
Murong Ting jumped up from his chair, staring intently at Kong Wange, his eyes reddening: "Kong Wange, how do you know this song?"
The three little ones in bed glanced at each other at their dad's reaction—something was going to happen!
Kong Wange didn't expect Murong Ting to react so strongly, and said inexplicably, "There are plenty of people who can sing this song. Haven't you watched the TV series from the last two years? It's so popular."
Although she liked and often sang this song before it aired on television, it has become incredibly popular over the years.
Murong Ting was slightly taken aback: "Really? Then why did you sing it differently from the original, changing the last line of the lyrics?"
Kong Wange had no idea what he was thinking, and shrugged speechlessly: "Murong Ting, let me tell you, don't deliberately ask for trouble. What are you pretending for? It's not like this is the first time you've heard this."
After saying that, she turned to the children and patted them again: "Come on, Mommy will keep singing."
The three children nodded quickly.
Sing, sing, sing it a few more times, then Daddy will definitely be more suspicious of Mommy!
Murong Ting listened to the song and carefully considered Kong Wange's words. He remained silent for a while, then turned and left the house.
Once he arrived at the courtyard, he took a deep breath and immediately made a phone call to Lin Cheng.
Lin Cheng was at the company when he saw the phone and answered, "Young Master Ting, what's up?"
Murong Ting gripped the outer fence tightly, gritting his teeth as he said, "Help me investigate Kong Wange. I suspect Yan Yan isn't dead; she is Yan Yan."
Lin Cheng, on the other end of the line, was slightly taken aback: "Young Master Ting, what nonsense are you talking about?"
Murong Ting's eyes flickered with an unreadable light as he patiently recounted what had just happened to Lin Cheng.
Lin Cheng was completely stunned.
After a while, he coughed lightly into the phone and said, "Young Master Ting, wake up. You can't assume that the young mistress is Miss Wen just because a song sounds the same. Miss Wen's tombstone has already been erected. I know you miss her, but your idea is too outrageous."
These words left Murong Ting momentarily dazed.
Can……
What if?
Lin Cheng felt uneasy and asked, "Young Master Ting, do you think the young mistress resembles the Miss Wen you remember?"
Murong Ting carefully recalled and compared the two.
Do they look alike?
That certainly doesn't seem like it.
Yan Yan is gentle and charming, simple and always smiling.
Kong Wange is eloquent, thoughtful, and loves to show off.
Their only thing in common is that they both know medicine.
But her medical skills should be much better than Yan Yan's...
Seeing that there was no response from the other end, Lin Cheng knew that he had also come to a conclusion, so he couldn't help but comfort him: "Young Master Ting, you should look forward. Actually, the young mistress is a really good person. She is kind and intelligent. More importantly, she is the mother of two young masters. Why can't you accept her?"
Murong Ting held the phone, his eyes welling up with tears. After a long silence, he finally spoke: "Lin Cheng, have you forgotten? I swore an oath in front of Yan Yan's tombstone that I would never love anyone else but her."
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