Old Injury

Song Bai Lao and Luo Qinghe quarreled and broke up with each other.
After half a day, Luo Meng Bai also left.

Song Mo had been huddled under the quilt during the period, sullen and silent, and the look of drooping brows and eyes was extremely distressing.
Although he is only five years old, children who should understand actually understand.
I still have memories of four or five years old when I was a child, and I also have some impressions of Ning Shi’s lovers.

She once had a boyfriend who was not tall among Alphas and a little fat, but he was funny and humorous, and every time he saw me, he would tease me for a while.

I like him very much.
I always look forward to him becoming my “Daddy”.
Whenever I have time, I ask Ning Shi when they will get married.
Ning Shi would pinch my nose angrily and scold me as a kid, but the smile in her eyes couldn’t hide it.

She is happy, and so am I.
In my memory, it was sunny every day, and it was unbelievably beautiful.

But it turned cloudy, and one day, the man’s wife came to the door.

I was locked in the room and couldn’t get out, so I could only slam the door with all my might, and wailed along with Ning Shi’s sharp cursing and cries outside.

When those people left, Ning Shi opened the door for me, covered in scars.
Her eyes were red and her hair was messy, but she still pretended nothing happened in front of me, squatted on the ground and wiped the floor silently, cleaning up the mess in the house.

I saw the bruises at the corners of her eyes, I couldn’t help but ran to her and asked, “Mom, does it hurt?”

Ning Shi’s hand holding the rag trembled slightly, as if trying to suppress something.

I didn’t realize that she was on the verge of collapse, and I still asked, “Mom, what’s the matter with you?”

Ning Shi raised her head suddenly, the expression on her face was very complicated, not sad, not angry, but it seemed to have both.
When I grew up, I realized that it was hatred.

She glared at me as if she was going to eat me alive.
I was a little scared and kept backing away.
Ning Shi seemed to be provoked by my actions.
She came up and grabbed my arm and slapped me on the body, beating and scolding me for being a burden.
If it wasn’t for me, she wouldn’t have to be so angry.

Even if I didn’t understand the relationship between Ning Shi and others at that time, the mistress was still the mistress, but it didn’t prevent me from understanding that Ning Shi hated me.
If she’s in a good mood and everything goes well, she’ll be kind to me and be a bit of a mother.
But when things went wrong in life, she would blame me for the “disadvantage”, thinking that I was the source of her misfortune, and would beat and scold me at every turn.

Other memories are blurred, but that man, his wife, and Ning Shi’s beating have always been imprinted in my mind for so many years.

Song Mo, Song Bai Lao, and my own lessons of blood and tears all remind me of the importance of parents to the growth of their children.
We still have an unreliable parent anyway, so what about my child? How has he been all these years? The more I thought about it, the more anxious I became, the more uneasy I became.
In the end, I couldn’t help but send information to Ning Shi, asking her out and forcing her to provide more information about the child.

Ning Shi agreed, gave me the address of a coffee shop, and let me go directly.

I hesitated to tell Aunt Jiu that I was going out, and she immediately sent a car to me.
I was well prepared, but when I was about to go out, there was an accident, Song Mo didn’t let me go.

During these days when he was sick, I went to his bedside to read storybooks to him every day.
It can be said that the relationship between the two of us has grown rapidly in these few days.
He clings to me so much now that he runs into my room to wake me up as soon as he opens his eyes, and shares his toys and food with me.

But I didn’t expect him to be so attached that he didn’t want to part with me for a moment.

“I’ll be back soon, can you wait for me at home?” I discussed with him.

Song Mo hugged my leg and refused to let go: “No.”

I reluctantly turned to Aunt Jiu for help.
Aunt Jiu tried to persuade him for a while, but she couldn’t persuade him, so she had to give up, saying she couldn’t do anything about it.

“Otherwise, take the young master with you,” she suggested.

I hesitated for a moment, seeing that it was still early, the coffee shop was very close to Xia Sheng’s headquarters, so I said, “Otherwise, I’ll send Momo to his father, leave it there for a while, and then I’ll pick him up after I’m done.
”

Aunt Jiu naturally had no objection, and said that she happened to make three bottles of beef sauce, and asked me to bring two bottles to Song Bai Lao and one bottle to Li Xun.

Although the chef is in charge of the three meals at home, the meat and vegetables are matched, and the nutrition is balanced, but Jiu’s beef sauce is really a must, even the Michelin chef can’t match her craftsmanship, bibimbap with meat sauce, you can eat a big bowl.

Bringing Song Mo and beef sauce, I got into the car to the city.

I don’t know if I have been in the mountains for a long time, looking at the bustling street scene outside the car window, I have a feeling of being in a different world.

Song Mo knelt on the seat of the car and looked outside with novelty.
He didn’t know what he saw, and suddenly started to shoot the window.

He looked back at me and pointed out the window: “Cake!”

I looked closer, a little stunned, our car was actually parked in front of Xu Mei Ren’s store.
Since there is a red light in front of us and the road is relatively narrow, you can clearly see the colorful cakes displayed in the window facing the pedestrians.

Song Mo seems to like cake very much, not only eating, but also watching my live broadcast at a young age.
This hobby is not like those Alphas who are fighting to win.

“Want to eat?” I asked him.

Song Mo’s eyes lit up and nodded at me expectantly.

I’ve already made up my mind to be a good father, but now I can’t bear to beat him so easily.

I rubbed his head: “Okay, let’s go buy it.”

I asked the driver to find a place in front of him to stop temporarily, and got out of the car with Song Mo.

Under the management of Xiang Ping and Chang Xingze in the past two years, Xu Mei Ren has broken away from the traditional pastry shop and has become an out-and-out online celebrity shop.

There was a line in the store, and there was a line of nearly ten meters outside the store.

I took Song Mo to the window and asked him to choose his favorite flavor.
He hesitated, and finally settled on a cheesecake studded with assorted berries.

“That’s it.” I was about to line up at the end of the line, a young girl in baking clothes hurried out of the store.

“Senior brother!” She choked up and hugged me.

I almost fall backwards, so I quickly stabilized my body, and patted her on the back, dumbfounded, “Xiao Zhu, long time no see.”

Xiao Zhu is my junior and the last disciple accepted by Master, although he has been with Master for the shortest time, but because she is simple and lovely, she is very close with Master.

“Brother, I miss you so much!”

Xiao Zhu told me with tears in her eyes.
Knowing that I was here with a child to buy cakes, she asked me to wait outside, and quickly took out a paper bag and stuffed it into my arms.

I opened it and saw that there was a box of cake platters in it.
There were about five or six different flavors, and the cheesecake that Song Mo liked was among them.

I wanted to give her the money, but she refused to accept it.

“You don’t need to give it, just treat it as I invited you.” Xiao Zhu smiled shyly, “Next time, please remember to drink together, invite me back, I have a lot to tell you.”

Xiao Zhu loves drinking, and she can drink very well, and it may be one of the reasons why Master prefers her.

After I left Xu Mei Ren, it seemed that Xiang Ping didn’t embarrass them, but still remembered some old friendships.
That’s fine, so that Master won’t be too worried.

I held Song Mo to say goodbye to her, and as soon as I turned around, the smile was still on my face, and I saw Chang Xingze staring at me coldly with his arms around his chest, like a spirit behind him.

To him, I have nothing more to say than Xiang Ping, I just want to stay far away.

“You’re amazing, you’re so good at pretending.”

I wiped him and walked forward, stopped when I heard his words, and his voice continued behind me.

“It’s like being bullied so badly by us.
It turns out that the young master has come to experience the suffering of the world.”

I turned around, and Chang Xingze had a sarcastic smile on his lips.
Seeing me looking at him, he was not to be outdone.
He stared: “What are you doing here today, a demonstration? Don’t think that you can step on my head if you fly on a high branch, don’t dream!”

My life goal has never had anything to do with him, and I have never set anything to step on.
The ultimate ideal in his head, he said this a bit self-righteous.

“Brother Xingze, stop arguing…” Xiao Zhu looked at us embarrassedly.

Chang Xingze glanced at her: “You go back!”

Xiao Zhu didn’t dare to speak immediately.
Now that the Beta job is not easy to find, she works in Xu Mei Ren, so she has to take into account the face of the “boss”.
Xiao Zhu walked helplessly into the store, and while Chang Xingze was not paying attention, he winked at me and folded his palms and bowed, as if to tell me not to take it seriously.

There were already customers in the queue who noticed this.
I didn’t want to get entangled with Chang Xingze, so I wanted to leave, but when I caught sight of his indomitable appearance, I felt a little sullen.

When I made cakes, he made me unable to get along in the baking industry, and when I did live broadcasts, he made me unable to get along in the live broadcast circle.
What do I want to do now, separate me and Song Bai Lao?

“This shop is the master’s hard work, you have to do it well, don’t screw it up.
As for my business… I have nothing to do with you whether I am a young master or a little beggar, and I don’t need to explain it to you.
You follow Xiang Ping.
Have a good life.” After saying that, I picked up Song Mo and walked away from Xu Mei Ren’s store without looking back.

When I got back to the car, my heart was still beating wildly.
I regretted not looking back at Chang Xingze.
I wonder if his face was ugly.

When we arrived at Xia Sheng, Li Xun personally picked us up from the bottom, saying that Song Bai Lao had something to do at the moment, so he might have to wait in the waiting room first.

As soon as the elevator opened, Song Bai Lao’s anger resounded through the entire floor, and even Song Mo clenched my hand consciously, and I finally knew what the “thing” Li Xun was talking about.

Song Mo and I sat down on the sofa outside, while Song Bai Lao reprimand his subordinates.
The smart glass was switched to invisible mode, but the sound was still transmitted faithfully.

“I invited you to do research and development, not to write a paper.
I want results, success, and no useless materials!”

“I’m really sorry Mr.
Song! Please give me a little more time, and I will definitely produce results…”

“One month, if I don’t see any new possibilities in a month, you will get out with your team!”

After a while, the middle-aged scientific researcher who was reprimanded by Song Bai Lao with a pale face and could not lift his head from the office pushing the door and coming out, seeing Song Mo and I waiting outside, he was stunned for a while, then nodded at us embarrassedly, and quickly took the elevator and left.

Li Xun looked at his back and sighed: “Old Zhang is actually a good person, but the research project at hand has not been progressing.
It has been two or three years, and the money has been burning.
No wonder Song is angry.”

“It’s a difficult research?” I asked casually.

“Research on extending the service life of new energy batteries is difficult to say, and it is indeed difficult.”

I nodded vaguely.
She told me how to prolong the shelf life of the cake.
I still know something.
The energy battery is really my knowledge blind spot, which is about the same level as Song Mo.

Li Xun ran into the room and told Song Bai Lao that we had come.
Two minutes later, Song Bai Lao came out of the office and saw Song Mo holding a plate and eating cake, his brows instantly wrinkled.

“You give him these things again.” He came to my way.

Immediately, I moved my butt uneasily: “He’s sick… I only give him food as a reward.”

The folds between Song Bai Lao’s brows did not loosen because of this, obviously he didn’t agree with my “reward system” very much.
But he ate it all, and he couldn’t pick Song Mo’s mouth out again.
He didn’t say anything.
After taking off the bite stopper, he opened the cake box with one finger and took a critical look at the contents.

“Why is this store…”

I asked in surprise, “You know this store?”

He sat down across from me, fiddled with his bite stopper, opened and closed it: “Aunt Jiu bought it a few years ago, it was good at first, but suddenly it became unpalatable, so I told Aunt Jiu to stop bought it.”

A few years ago, when I was still in Xu Mei Ren, Song Bai Lao said that he might have accidentally eaten the cake I made.

If he knew that he had eaten something made by someone he hated, and thought it was delicious, he didn’t know what his expression would have been like…

“This is what Aunt Jiu asked me to give to you.” I gave him the Beef Sauce of Aunt Jiu.

Song Bai Lao was just like Song Mo when I said I was going to buy a cake for Song Mo, his eyes lit up: “It’s better to take advantage of my heart.” As he spoke, he glanced at Song Mo who was eating sweetly beside him, Suddenly, he picked up a huge strawberry on the other party’s cake, put it in his mouth, and commented while eating, “The strawberry is not bad.”

“Aaah…” Song Mo originally kept the strawberry for the last.
Yes, after being snatched by Song Bai Lao mercilessly, he immediately looked at me with a pouting face.

I secretly scolded Song Bai Lao for being naive, and found another whole strawberry for Song Mo on another cake.

“It’s okay, it’s okay, look, there’s more here.”

Song Mo’s brows stretched, and he became happy again.
He put the red strawberry on his plate, inserted it and ate it.

He puffed out his cheeks, his eyes were squinted together when he ate, and the look of happiness on his face made people smile involuntarily.

He hadn’t swallowed what was in his mouth.
Seeing me looking at him, he smiled at me and said in a soft voice, “Thank you, Mom.”

For a moment, Song Bai Lao and I were stunned.

Song Bai Lao looked at me without words: “You asked him to call you mother?”