The points in a conversation that would catch Little Wangâs attention were usually strange. Even Song Tingshen, who had known him for four years, wouldnât be able to guess his current through process. Just like right now for example, Little Wang asked, âDad, how did you know this?â
Song Tingshen froze in surprise. âMom called dad.â
Sure enough, Little Wang got jealous. He harrumphed. âMom called dad. She didnât call me.â
Why was that point he was fixating on? But, it was obvious that was the crucial point in Little Wangâs heart.
After they got out of the car, Ruan Xia had to repeatedly promise Little Wang that she would call him too next time and wouldnât forget him before he was satisfied.
Hugging Ruan Xiaâs neck, Little Wang asked, âMom, do you like dad or do you like me?â
For lack of a better option, Ruan Xia said, âI like you and I also like dad. Doesnât that work?â
As it turned out, a little kid could get jealous, even if the other party was his dad.
âNo, you have to like me the most. Dad has to wait in the back.â The chubby kid really wanted to have first place in his momâs heart. He didnât want to take second place.
Song Tingshen: â...â
Although Little Wang got a bit jealous over this matter, he quickly forgot about it.
The family of three happily ate dinner. This food at this restaurant was delicious. Little Wang would have eaten the entire plate of Chinese barbequed pork if Ruan Xia hadnât stopped him. Little Wang liked to eat meat and didnât like to eat leafy vegetables that much. He truly wasnât wronged for having a chubby figure.
After dinner, Ruan Xia saw there was a fruit market across from the restaurant. There werenât any parking spots on that side of the street, so she said she would come back to the restaurantâs parking lot and theyâll go home after she bought the fruit.
Song Tingshen and Little Wang didnât have any objections. Ruan Xia didnât even need to ask them to come with her. They took the initiative to go with her to carry her purchases.
Song Tingshen would usually pick up and hold Little Wang when they crossed a street. Although Little Wang was very obedient, he was still a little kid. The light for walking was on right now. Song Tingshen was about to cross the street with Little Wang in his arms when Little Wang suddenly lightly punched Song Tingshenâs arm.
Song Tingshen warmly asked, âWhatâs wrong?â
Little Wang pointed at Ruan Xia. âDad, hold momâs hand. Crossing the street is dangerous.â
Ruan Xia quickly said, âItâs fine for mom to walk alongside dad.â
Little Wang got angry. Like a little adult, he sternly emphasised, âCrossing the street is dangerous. Dad, hold momâs hand!â
Ruan Xia was still trying to think of a way to fool Little Wang when Song Tingshen suddenly held her hand. There were thin calluses on his palm. She was stunned when she felt his warm touch.
Song Tingshen held Little Wang in one arm and held her hand with his other hand. Looking straight ahead, he unhurriedly crossed the street.
Ruan Xia blankly looked at him, and then she looked down at her hand. Her heart suddenly beat faster. She couldnât even remember what she wanted to say. What did he mean by this?
Ruan Xia was in a daze all the way from when he let go of her hand and they entered the fruit supermarket.
On one hand, she wanted to persuade herself to not overthink things. After all, they had to cross the street and Song Tingshen didnât want to waste time, so he simply held her hand because Little Wang was bugging him.
On the other hand, based on her female intuition, it didnât seem like that was the only reason. Should she take the risk of thinking there was romantic affection behind his action?