The Villain's Mother

Chapter 22 – “Dad, haven’t you noticed that mom is sucking up you?” (3)

Chapter 22 – “Dad, haven’t you noticed that mom is sucking up you?” (3)

Ruan Xia wasn’t aware that Song Tingshen was paying attention to her strange behavior over the past two days. Actually, there was no reason she would have to worry about this. Even if she acted differently than before, there was no one that could prove the soul in this body had been replaced.

Right now, the National Radio and Television Administration had forbidden the idea of transmigration and reincarnation from appearing in radio shows and television dramas. Also, in real life, if someone’s personality drastically changed, it would catch the attention and suspicion of the people close to her, but it wouldn’t occur to anyone that this change was related to something supernatural.

Anyways, the novel’s Ruan Xia hadn’t been close to anyone, which was a good thing for her right now.

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Although Ruan Xia had booked train tickets, she had booked the soft sleeper type. Once they switched from the subway to the train, they could go to sleep. When they woke up the next morning, they would be back in their home city.

The cost of these tickets weren’t cheap.

She had already decided on taking the train back last night. Thus, she had gone out and brought two sets of new bedsheets. Now that they had gotten onto the train, she could temporarily put down her worries.

Ruan Xia wasn’t a stickler for cleanliness. She didn’t have a problem sleeping on the bedsheets provided by the train when she had gone on vacations in the past. However, she was worried that Song Tingshen might have mysophobia. Thus, once they reached their compartment, she opened her luggage and replaced the bed sheets for him like a hardworking honeybee. As she was doing this, she hummed a bit.

The soft sleeper could be considered clean enough. There weren’t many other people sharing their compartment either. Back when Song Tingshen had been attending a college in the capital, he had taken the train then. Ten years had seemingly flashed by in an instance. Now that he was once again taking a train instead of an airplane, he wasn’t against the idea.

Anyways, this was probably a novel experience for their son?

Ruan Xia had washed these sheets yesterday. After she had laid out the sheets for both beds, the chubby kid took off his shoes and rolled around in the narrow sleeper bed.

She felt a bit guilty for making the big boss take the train with her, but she also felt relieved that most of the potential trouble was behind them now, so she was in a pretty good. She took out previously purchased food from her bag and said to Song Tingshen, “I’m guessing that you probably won’t like the food that’s available on the train, so I brought bread and bottled water. I was planning on getting takeout, but food that hasn’t been refrigerated and reheated might cause diarrhea. If you’re still feeling hungry after eating the bread, I’ll go buy you an instant noodle cup and get hot water for it. Just bear with this for today.”

She was being over-the-top solicitous.

Even the chubby kid, who was only three-years-old, could sense this. When Ruan Xia went to the bathroom to wash her hands, he leaned over on his dad’s shoulder and said, “Mom seems to be sucking up to you.”

Song Tingshen furrowed his brow. “Where did you learn those words?”

The chubby kid calmly answered, “Grandmother’s neighbor said that Aunt Wang, the one who does Chinese square dancing, was sucking up to grandmother.”

Song Tingshen: “...”

The chubby kid continued to ask, “Dad, haven’t you noticed that mom is sucking up to you?”

Song Tingshen wouldn’t act coldly aloof in front of his son. He smiled and said, “You can’t say those words about your mom.”

The chubby kid thought for a while before saying, “Dad, don’t ignore mom. Mom is a girl. Teacher said that boys should protect girls and go along with what they want to do. Dad, we’re both boys, only mom is a girl. So, we have to protect her and go along with what she wants to do.”

Song Tingshen gently pinched his son’s chubby cheeks. “Okay, dad understands.”

“Do you really understand?” The chubby kid questioned.

Song Tingshen patiently answered, “Really.”