Chapter 8:

After Song Ting had eaten the bread, he was not very hungry. It was summer, and when the night fell, he was getting closer and closer to home. She was in a good mood and her appetite was wide open. She ate bread or was hungry. I bought two barrels of instant noodles and bought a ham.
When I was a child, I especially liked to eat instant noodles. At that time, my grandfather asked her what she wanted to eat. She said that she would eat instant noodles. In Xiao Xia Xia’s heart, there is nothing better than instant noodles. Waiting for high school to return to parents. Around, I had to study at night, and she was settled in the cafeteria for dinner. The classwork was heavy and it was common to eat instant noodles. Later, instant noodles became a junk food that I didn’t want to touch for at least half a year.
Although she is not a health girl, when she grows up, the number of times she eats instant noodles is really small.
Instant noodles, smells fragrant, eats a bit like that.
Song Shuyan’s children took a deep breath and looked at the bucket of Kang 1 in front of her. The children’s food for adults was always full of curiosity and expectation. Just like now, he swallowed and asked:
Mom Can I have a bite?"
Xia Xia has not answered yet, and Song Tingshen said unselfishly: "No."
He can't manage what to eat in summer, but he can control his son.
Song Tingshen will definitely not allow his children under the age of four to eat this kind of junk food. There are many restrictions on eating ice cream.
Xia Xia also felt that it was not good for children to eat instant noodles. He said: "It is not good at all."
The little fat man wants to cry without tears. "It's very sweet!"
He has a nose, can smell it, don't lie to him, okay, more sincerity, less routine.
"Some things smell sweet, not good, some smell bad, but especially delicious." Xia Xia thought, "such as stinky tofu, such as snail powder, and then durian."
The little fat man is obviously not so fooled. He stretches out his fat fingers. "You let me take a bite, I know it's not good."
"This thing can't be eaten by children. If you eat it, you will have a diarrhea and you need an injection." Xia Xia said in an exaggerated tone, "So thick and big needles, pierce your tender skin."
It may be that I was thought of by the nurse's aunt and the fear of the needle. The little fat man shrank a little and didn't say that he had to eat instant noodles.
Although Song Tingshen is watching mobile emails, he is also listening to the interaction between the mother and the son.
Although he did not know what happened to him in the summer, which prompted her to have these strange changes, but she is now willing to get close to the children, this is a good thing.
He always knew that no matter how good his father was, he could not replace his mother.
Wang Zi’s character is very outgoing, but sometimes when the kindergarten’s friends are accompanied by mom and dad, he will also ask him if his mother is not coming.
Song Tingshen now only hopes that Xia Xia is not a whim. After all, it is better to have a parent's company with the growth of the child.
The train occasionally passes through the tunnel, and it will also make a loud and banging sound. Song Ting is watching the mobile phone mail, and Xia Xia is holding a mobile phone with a small fat man to watch the cartoon.
She is so rich now, and she doesn't care whether to watch videos with wifi or with traffic.
Song Tingshen is more than one meter tall. The cot in this sleeper seems to be very cramped when he lay down. He was crammed into a bed with Xiaofeizi.
After the little fat man fell asleep, Xia Xia suddenly said: "This will not happen in the future. I know that my behavior today may be very doubtful, but rest assured, this is the last time."
She now knows the plot, so she wants to change. Song Tingshen escaped this time, which means that the story is about to change. Even if it is small, but there is a deviation, it is not what she can predict. She can save him once, maybe Can't save him for the second time, what is the situation in the future, what will happen, can only see God's will.
Song Tingshen heard the words just a sigh.
Although she is indeed abnormal, he is not able to cooperate.
"However, I still want to tell you something, dreams may be just dreams, but the reason why I am afraid is because both me and Wangzi rely on you to live." In this case, she is also telling the truth. The original owner and the child are indeed relying on Song Tingshen. "You often travel, and now the career is getting bigger and bigger, even if it is not for me, for the children, I hope you can take care of your body."
She is telling the truth.
In the novel story, after Song Ting’s death, the original owner still found the second spring and found the second man who could give her the life she wanted, but what about the child?
In the end, if people live in this world, whether they should live for themselves or live for their close relatives, no one can say clearly.
Song Ting did not expect that Xia Xia would say such a thing.
He was silent for a few seconds and said slowly: "You can rest assured."
Xia Xia thought, this matter has nothing to do with her not to worry, mainly children.
Although she has already made plans, even if Song Ting really takes the lead, she will take Dawangzi well, but in all fairness, the father’s early death will inevitably bring inbearable traces to the child, just as the father cannot replace the mother. Mother can't replace father.
The two were not familiar with each other. Xia Xia could say that such a speech has completely collapsed. It is very rare for Song Ting to respond to such a sentence. As for the next, the only thing left for them is silence.
What she should say, what to do, has already been done, what will happen next... just look at the arrangement of God.

Although the conditions are general, but Xia Xia and the little fat man slept very well, but the next room, Song Ting could not sleep.
The quality of his sleep is not so good. Insomnia is also a common thing. When he sleeps uncomfortably, plus the words of Xia Xia, he listens to the sound of the train booming and blinks until one or two in the morning. No sleepiness.
The abnormality of Xia Xia, he did not care, and did not want to test what happened to her, but I don’t know why, she said something like that, combined with the actions of these two days, Song Ting’s heart was inexplicable.
I thought a lot about the mess in my head. After three o'clock, he fell asleep.
Although the soft sleeper box is not as noisy as the ordinary hard sleeper, it is not very quiet during the day. When Xia Jian Song Shenshen has not yet woken up, he snorted with the little fat man and whispered: "We don't want to quarrel with my father to sleep."
They were very light, but when they took the toothbrush and the towel, Song Ting was still awake, but he did not open his eyes.
The little fat man doesn't like to brush his teeth, and his expression of death is a big smile.
When the two of them washed and returned to the box, Song Tingshen was already awake. He took his toothbrush and towel to the bathroom.
Washing on the train is very inconvenient, but for them, it is a rare experience.
Xia Xia discovered that the little fat man was in poor spirits today, and even coughed a few times. Her heart groaned. In the plot, because the little fat man was sick and feverish, the aunt could not contact the original owner, he could only call Song Tingshen and love the child. Song Ting Shen naturally changed his name and rushed back.
In fact, after two days of sitting in the same day with Song Ting, she found that even if the aunt contacted the original owner, Song Ting Shen would change the ticket to come back early if he knew that the child was ill.
So this thing really has to be said to be the original pot, it is not right.
If the aunt contacted the original owner, Aunt knows that in this family is Mr. Song, so she is also very likely to call Mr. Song, no, the original master will also play, so if she did not bring Wangzi to A city, Wang Tsai is sick and has a fever today, so Song Ting Shen knows the possibility is very big. If she can't hold it, Song Tingshen will definitely change the plane back...
Then, the possibility of his death will be very large.
Even if she bitterly advised him not to change the ticket, he would not listen to her. After all, from the perspective of a father, his wife did not love the child, and his work came to an end. Then he came back one night in advance, and he stayed with the child. Will be more at ease.
Fortunately, she went to the city of A, otherwise she was really not sure what to follow in her trajectory.
If she did not go to the city of A, she did not come back with Song Tingshen one day in advance... and she did not dare to predict the consequences.
Xia Xia noticed that Wangzi’s spirit was not good. Song Tingshen’s well-intentioned father naturally noticed that the two returned to the villa by car and did not go to the hospital for the first time. After all, it’s common for children to have a fever and fever, even if it’s In the hospital, the doctor is also to observe more. If the fever continues, the next step will be taken.
Song Tingshen was very skilled at wiping Wang Tsai with warm water and feeding him water.
Xia Xia can't help at all, and can only record the changes in body temperature of Wangzi.
It was also after this day that she understood why a colleague had said that the child was ill and the adult was also guilty of sin, because as long as the child is ill, the adult has no possibility of rest.
Both of them are staying beside Wang Tsai, and no one is comfortable going to sleep.
Obviously, I was still okay yesterday. How can I get sick and have a fever today? I want to go to Xia Xia. I can’t think of the reason. It can only be attributed to the fact that the plot is too strong. Some things that should happen, can’t be stopped, will still happen.
In the early hours of the morning, I couldn’t help myself, lying asleep next to Wang Zi, holding a thermometer in my hand.
Song Tingshen came in from the outside and saw this scene.
Wangzi is sick even if she is sick, but she probably feels that her mother is around, unconsciously leaning toward her, and the mother and son are lying on the bed, sleeping almost the same.
He walked over and hesitated for a while, picking up the blanket from the side and gently covering it.