Chapter 1304: Chapter 1304: Matters of the Second Child (4)
Song Xiaohua’s plan to run away from home ultimately ended in failure.
Her mom broke up the trio of her, George, and Little Uncle.
So sad!
But life must go on.
Watching Little Uncle get in the car, Song Xiaohua knew she had to learn how to move forward.
Only by not dwelling on the past could she provide a better future for George!
Someone clearly wasn’t planning to let this slide.
After seeing the guest off, her mom performed a "Beijing Opera Face-changing" right then and there.
Tang Li never thought her daughter was too delicate to be disciplined. If it weren’t for the wet nurse coming out of the bathroom just in time, Song Xiaohua would have already stolen George from the master bedroom, so as the car drove out of Tan Palace, Tang Li rolled up her sleeves, turned around, and was ready to give the sturdy Song Xiaohua a beating.
Before she could strike, Song Xiaohua preemptively said, "Mom, I was wrong."
Tang Li: "..."
Song Xiaohua tilted her head back, showing a great attitude in admitting her mistake, "Mom, I just did some deep reflection. I shouldn’t have taken George to someone else’s house. George is still so young and can’t be away from his mom and dad."
Isn’t disciplining a child precisely to make them realize their mistakes?
Since the child has already acknowledged her mistake, there seemed no need to get physical.
Adults shouldn’t discipline children in an emotional manner.
Tang Li had seen this written in books more than once.
Even though her hand still itched a bit, she held back in the end.
Having narrowly escaped punishment, Song Xiaohua didn’t wander around anymore, afraid of accidentally poking her mom in the eye and inviting a spanking. She went upstairs to her nursery to play with her blocks.
She had just built a bridge when her dad showed up.
Compared to her mom, Song Xiaohua is somewhat afraid of her dad.
Even though her dad had never scolded her.
But she had overheard her dad reprimanding others outside his office.
That kind of dad was formidable and not to be contradicted by others.
Although she was quickly carried away by Uncle Guo, she could still hear her dad’s voice from a distance.
Later, Uncle Guo told her it was because that person had done something wrong, so her dad scolded them, and not just being reprimanded, but also demoted.
Song Xiaohua knew she had done something wrong today as well.
Just a moment ago in the master bedroom, the wet nurse had already told her that a month-old baby was still very fragile and could easily get sick if exposed to the wind.
If George caught a cold and fevered, since many medications cannot be used, both the child and the adults would suffer.
However, when her dad sat down across from her, he didn’t scold her but instead asked which bridge she had built.
"Tower Bridge," she introduced it to her dad.
While speaking, she picked up a triangle block and placed it at the top of one side of the ’bridge’.
Then she also told her dad, "Below is the Thames River."
Song Baiyan had watched as the little one grew day by day, with not many days missed over the past few years—from babbling, walking with a stagger, to coming down to the office area by herself, looking back, it was very moving.
Because he knew very well, even if there was another child later, it would be hard to have the same hands-on experience a second time.
It’s not that he was intentionally partial to his first child.
There were multiple factors involved.
Now that Tang Li had completed her studies and the second child was born, she would naturally be around more often, so the child wouldn’t lack a mother’s love and he, as a father, wouldn’t need to constantly worry.
Another important reason.
Whether he wanted to admit it or not, he had to face the fact that he was entering middle age.
The busyness of his public duties took up too much of his energy.
Especially after his re-election.
Therefore, he might not be able to oversee the education of his son before the age of four.
It can also be foreseen that as George grows up, he will inevitably be closer to his mom.
Just like how his daughter is closer to him.
The same logic applies.
Song Xiaohua is very aware of the crisis.
Her dad didn’t ask her about taking George away from home, but she couldn’t pretend it hadn’t happened. Once she completely lets her guard down, perhaps a scolding wouldn’t be far away.
Clutching a block, she proactively mentioned, "Dad, George is still so young, I shouldn’t have thought of taking him to an unfamiliar place."
Song Baiyan sat on the little stool, maintaining a gentle expression and tone, "Can Dad know why Xiaohua wanted to take George away from this home?"
Song Xiaohua pursed her lips but didn’t answer.
Her dad didn’t press her for an answer.
"It’s okay if it’s inconvenient to tell Dad, when you want to talk, tell Dad and it won’t be too late."
Song Baiyan understood well how to get along with his daughter.
He was well aware of his daughter’s precociousness.
Tan Palace had strict guards, vehicles coming and going were arranged for inspection, making an escape unlikely.
Therefore, Song Xiaohua’s plan was doomed to fail.
Since it didn’t cause any bad consequences, Song Baiyan didn’t intend to put too much psychological pressure on the child.
Seeing her dad get up to leave, Song Xiaohua eventually spoke the truth, because there were no secrets between her and her dad: "I don’t want George to end up as ugly as me."
Song Baiyan: "......"
The father talks to the child, while the child’s mother is outside the door.
Tang Li was eavesdropping on purpose.
Because she wanted to know why Song Xiaohua had entered a rebellious phase at such a young age.
Upon hearing that Song Xiaohua said she was feeding George poisonous milk powder, Tang Li: "........."
For heaven’s sake.
She wasn’t the one who bought that milk powder.
Song Xiaohua hadn’t said a few words before she started bad-mouthing her mom again.
Song Xiaohua suspected her mom had changed her head.
Bad-mouthing aside, she also tried to fabricate evidence: "Look at me, with triangular eyes, a garlic-bulb nose, sausage lips, and face, Dad, do you think it’s bigger than a satellite dish?"
Tang Li: ... You gotta be kidding me!
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See you tonight!
