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My Son is a Transmigrated Prince Chapter 6:

Song Yuan had originally planned to walk around the mall and have lunch here, but after the incident at the dessert station, she felt that it was better to go home and eat!

Fortunately, Rong Ting was cute and handsome. Song Yuan used the reason that the child was too addicted to watching ancient dramas at home every day, and the dessert station's staff looked at Rong Ting with even more love. Even when the mall's cleaning auntie came over with a mop, she was not impatient. The auntie was even worried that Song Yuan would reprimand the child, so she said with a smile, "This child is really good-looking. You two are siblings, right? Actually, young ladies, you should give the child less cold food. It's not good for the stomach."

Rong Ting's face was cold. He wanted to say something, but Song Yuan, who already knew him a little, quickly covered his mouth and apologized to the auntie, "We've really troubled you today. I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

Song Yuan brought Rong Ting to basement one, where there was a large supermarket. She sighed, "We don't test for poison here, and no one wants to harm me. However, today was indeed my fault. I brought you out before you understood this era, so it's normal that you're not used to it. I'm sorry."

Rong Ting originally saw that Song Yuan did not say anything and thought that she was angry. Now that he saw that she was not angry and apologized to him, he snorted coldly, "It's good that Imperial Mother knows her mistake. However, I still want to say that Imperial Mother cannot be careless. When you return to the palace with me in the future, you must be careful."

He paused. He still had the style of "giving a sweet date after a slap", and his tone was much gentler. "However, Imperial Mother does not need to be too worried. I will protect you."

Song Yuan laughed dryly, "Then I'll thank you in advance."

After this experience, she was sure that this child was indeed from the past. She had read a lot of novels and was usually very imaginative. Otherwise, she wouldn't have been able to make so many connections from the strange words and actions of a child.

"Do you want to sit?" Song Yuan pointed at the shopping cart.

Coincidentally, there was a little girl beside her who was also being carried by her mother into the shopping cart.

Rong Ting felt that it was very strange, but he did not show it on his face. He just nodded very reservedly.

Song Yuan carried Rong Ting onto the shopping cart. After all, Rong Ting was still a child. At this moment, he was already surprised.

The supermarket was very big. Song Yuan pushed the Rong Ting cart to the fresh section first. "You really don't have the luck to eat. I originally wanted to take you to eat something delicious at noon, but seeing you like this, I guess you'll have to make a scene in the restaurant again."

Rong Ting was about to get angry again. "Are you complaining about being alone?"

"Nope. Don't think too much, okay? " Song Yuan weighed some pork ribs. Generally, children seemed to like sweet and sour pork ribs. In the past, when she stayed at Xie Ya's place, Xie Ya's younger sister liked to eat the sweet and sour pork ribs that she made. Rong Ting was about the same age as Xie Ya's younger sister. His taste should be about the same.

She downloaded a certain kitchen app on her phone. As she pushed the cart, she casually browsed through it and finally decided on today's menu.

Sweet and sour pork ribs were a must. Children generally could not eat too spicy dishes. Then, she would make scrambled eggs with tomatoes. Song Yuan also asked the supermarket's chef to pick a sea bass for her. She was going to make steamed sea bass. These three dishes were relatively simple to make and were not that complicated.

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