The Villain’s Mother: 33.033.

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The thing that Wangzai did reminds Ruan Xia of herself. She was like this when she was a child. Every time her parents came to visit her, she always liked to lead her around with her mother. At that time, her mother did not ask her. She didn't take the initiative to mention her careful thoughts like Wang Tsai did. Thinking about it carefully, this is actually a pity. If she was like Wang Tsai when she was young, maybe her mother would understand her thoughts and emotions.

Is there a miss between parents and children? Probably.

When the child wants to express, the parents don’t understand, or there’s no time. When the parents want to listen, the child has learned to hide his thoughts and no longer wants to express.

Ruan Xia squatted down, hugged the soft little fat man, warmly said: "Well, Wang Zi is also mother's good child."

Wang Tsai hugged Ruan Xia back, and even touched her hair with his fat paws.

The mother and son were very tired and crooked for a while, returned to Song Tingshen’s office, and huddled on the sofa again, whispering. Under Ruan Xia’s repeated reminders, Wang Tsai’s voice became smaller and smaller, and he seemed to realize that his father was At work, speaking loudly will disturb him.

By the time Song Tingshen was finished, it was already around five and forty. He cleaned up the desktop, turned off the computer, took the car key and walked to the sofa, "I'm done, let's leave before the traffic jam." /

Wang Tsai held Ruan Xia with one hand, and Song Tingshen with the other. They were caught between the couple, and they bounced out of the office. Like other companies, they leave work at 6 pm, employees Seeing Song Tingshen came out, they all hurriedly acted like they were busy, either answering the phone or calling, or concentrating on typing on the keyboard, trying to create an atmosphere where they are always busy.

"What are you looking at?" Song Tingshen asked when Ruan Xia kept looking at the staff area.

Ruan Xia sighed with happiness, "I just feel like I went to work in my previous life."

When Song Tingshen heard her mention going to work, she whispered the corners of her mouth imperceptibly. In her life, the last time she went to work was at the front desk of the Song family.

Ruan Xia thought of having to go to and from work every day before crossing. What was her mood at that time? Just like the story on Weibo, watching Lamborghini Porsche and other luxury cars on the road, she wanted to despair I rushed forward and slapped the window, roaring loudly, come and feed me sand sculptures!

"Didn't you say that you wanted to find a job some time ago? How is the progress?" Song Tingshen asked.

Xia Ruan shook her head, "Now I still want to teach English to foreigners, and then learn how to bake...When I'm done, I will think about whether I should do something or not, otherwise it's not a problem to stay at home. "

Song Tingshen really wants to say, haven't you been at home for four years and staying well?

"My suggestion is that you don't have to go to work in other companies." Song Tingshen tried his best to speak tactfully, "Because you have a four-year window period between you, and you have not gone to work in these four years, and you have not worked well. Work experience, this is in the employer. You have been derailed from society in the past few years. They will weigh whether you can adapt to the fast pace of workplace life. Therefore, if you are looking for a job, you may start from the most basic level. I don’t think you can get used to it."

Ruan Xia: "..."

Fine, what he said is also the truth.

"Go on."

Song Tingshen saw that Ruan Xia was not angry, and then went on to say: "Of course, as long as you can endure hardship, everything starts from the beginning. At your current age, it is not a problem to make some achievements in the job. "

However, if she was someone who could endure hardship, she would not have chosen to give him a trap.

Song Tingshen didn't say these words out of a desire to survive, as everyone knew it.

"Since you are interested in making desserts, you can be your own boss and open a shop in the future." Song Tingshen paused, "If you really want to do something, I suggest that you be your own boss and open a company or store. Yes. But the premise is that you have to understand that line, otherwise it is easy to be fooled."

Ruan Xia's eyes lit up, and then she became frustrated, "What if I lose money."

I always feel that people like her are really not suitable for business.

Song Tingshen seemed to be amused by her remarks, and there was obviously a smile in her eyes, "No one can guarantee that you can make a profit in doing business. If you are interested, try it."

Ruan Xia is no longer afraid of what the boss said. Since she is rich now, she nodded happily, "Then I will think about it."

Actually, she dreamed of opening a store by herself since she was a child. It’s just that she thinks differently for each age. Sometimes she wants to open a flower shop, sometimes she wants to open a tea shop, and sometimes she wants to open a bookstore...

"If there is a need for me, just speak up." Song Tingshen said.

Wang Tsai, who is rare to be a background board, also hurriedly said: "Mum, where there is a need for me, just tell me, I have the lucky money!"

"Do you have new year's money?" Ruan Xia's attention was immediately attracted, and he started to smash Xiao Pang, "how many? Where?"

Wang Tsai shook Song Tingshen's hand triumphantly, "Dad, do I have New Year money? Tell mom, how much do I have."

Song Ting coughed a few times and said to Ruan Xia: "When he was one year old, I gave him a card. It was filled with red envelopes from his father-in-law and some of my friends. I just mentioned it once, no I think he still remembers."

It seems that this kid has always been very sensitive and sensitive to his possessions.

Wang Tsai said generously: "Dad, give me all my money, I don't need it anyway."

Xia Ruan accepted unceremoniously, "You remember what you said today, if you grow up crying and let me repay the money, I won’t pay a dime."

***

With children, Song Tingshen would naturally not order a romantic French restaurant. He ordered a private restaurant with a good reputation, but this restaurant took the high-end route, and money may not be able to eat right away. You need to make an appointment long in advance, and there is a limited number of guests every day.

When I got off the bus, Ruan Xia did not forget to carry the paper bag. After the waiter walked into the box, she took out the six-inch cake made in the afternoon from the paper bag.

"Time is in a hurry, and my current level is limited, I can't make very delicate cakes." Ruan Xia glanced at Song Tingshen, "Happy birthday."

Song Tingshen was surprised, obviously wondering how Ruan Xia knew that today was his birthday.

Wangzai doesn’t know, it’s definitely not what he said, and few people around him know about it. The few people who know are all married and they don’t even remember. They have nothing to do with Ruan Xia. Intersection, then where did Ruan Xia know?

"When I was packing my things today, I accidentally turned to the marriage certificate, which has the date of birth." Ruan Xia explained, "I didn't prepare any gifts for you. I think you should not lack anything, just I can prepare this cake."

Song Tingshen was silent for a moment, and said: "Thank you, I like it very much."

Wang Tsai is happy to have a cake. As soon as he sits down, he urges to cut the cake. Ruan Xia glances at him, "Did you not hear that? Today is Dad’s birthday. Didn’t you prepare a gift for Dad? "

"...I don't know." Wang Tsai said frankly, "Mom, so did you. You didn't tell me."

Ruan Xia smiled and looked at him, "Then you know now. Doesn't it mean it at all?"

Wang Tsai thought for a while, "Then I will sing a song to Dad!"

Light the candles, Ruan Xia specially turned off the lights in the box. Before sitting down, he heard Wang Zai singing his birthday song loudly.

In fact, his five tones are a bit irregular, but the child’s soft, milky and milky voice looks unusually cute even if it’s out of tune. Ruan Xia applauds very much. Sometimes he needs to give the child a little encouragement. It's a superstar Uranus.

Song Tingshen's gaze was soft, he looked at his lovely son, and then inadvertently looked at Ruan Xia, who tilted his head to face his son with a sweet smile, the corners of his mouth raised slightly.

The family of three divided the cakes. Ruan Xia decided to break the ring because it was Song Tingshen’s birthday today. You must know that she didn’t even dare to eat more staple food for dinner during this period, but fortunately, she didn’t make cakes. It's big, and there is some left after the three of them ate, and they just have an appetite for food.

There are children, and Song Tingshen usually doesn't drink much, just let the restaurant serve juice.

"Wangzai, come, raise the cup, we wish my father a happy birthday." Ruan Xia picked up the cup, and Wangzai immediately learned something.

Song Tingshen had to also pick up the cup beside her hand, and the three glasses collided together, making a crisp sound.

Actually, for a man in his thirties, birthday is not important at all. When he is young and energetic, he will invite a few friends to eat and drink to celebrate. In the past few years, everyone has been busy. There was no time to get together. In the first two years, Wang Tsai was too young and he could not bring it out. Therefore, this day is nothing special from normal days.

I don't know what's going on this year. There is a family of three thinking about coming out for a meal.

He didn't intend to tell Ruan Xia, just like the last time he was at Pizza Hut, it was just a meal, and he didn't intend to add any name here.

I didn't expect she would know, nor did she expect her to prepare a birthday cake.

Song Tingshen now has only two thoughts in his mind. One is that someone is helping to celebrate his birthday, which seems pretty good, and the other is that the cake just now is better than the ones I have eaten before.

"Thank you." Song Tingshen looked at Ruan Xia and said seriously.