Rebirth: I Became Mr.President's Beloved

Chapter 1293: Song Xiaohua’s Enlightenment Record [1]

Just before Song Xiaohua’s third birthday, her dad told her that her elusive mom was coming back again!Moreover, this time she wouldn’t leave again.

When Song Xiaohua got this news, she was driving her mini excavator, helping her grandma harvest the roses in the garden of Tan Palace.

With one scoop, she instantly ruined half a flower field.

Grandma felt very heartbroken.

But what could be done?

Her early education teacher said that adults shouldn’t restrict a child’s hands-on abilities.

Therefore, faced with the mess in the back garden, not only must there be no criticism, but there should be some praise.

Song Xiaohua was fed juice by Aunt Min, then had her sweat wiped by Grandma, and squatted at the edge of the flower field, using her exclusive children’s shovel to dig into the mud.

Fortunately, today’s sun wasn’t too intense.

Aunt Min tried to make Xiao Minglan rest first, but the old lady refused.

"I’ll just stay here." Xiao Minglan looked at Song Xiaohua like a little calf, wiping the thin sweat from her forehead with a wet towel and exclaimed, "How does this child have so much energy? Even Jingtian wasn’t like this when he was little, let alone her dad."

Aunt Min didn’t dare say, probably like her mom.

Afraid of upsetting the old lady’s heart.

A few years ago, the young lady’s niece came to Tan Palace to attend Xiaohua’s one-year-old banquet, and the old lady privately told her that in the future, Song Xiaohua would surely be a little sweetheart.

In fact, Song Xiaohua doesn’t resemble her mom much.

These past two years she increasingly resembles her dad.

Yet the little one doesn’t like wearing dresses.

With two little braids, wearing overalls without wearing them properly, then riding the wiggle car her aunt bought, freely commuting between the living area and office area, no one dares to stop her, undoubtedly the coolest kid in Tan Palace.

The little one filled the shovel with mud and planned to move it to the trash, but then noticed a familiar tall figure appearing in the garden.

In the next second, she dropped the shovel and ran over.

"Daddy!"

While hugging Daddy’s legs, a pair of small dirty hands also imprinted on them.

But Daddy wouldn’t mind.

Sure enough, Song Baiyan didn’t care about the black handprints on his trousers, he scooped his daughter into his arms: "What has Xiaohua done this afternoon?"

"Ate donuts, drank juice, played games with Grandma, and helped Grandma pick flowers." The little one counted on her fingers, speaking clearly.

She then hugged Daddy’s neck: "Has Daddy finished being busy?"

Song Baiyan put on a serious face: "Daddy was on the phone for two hours, feeling quite headache-y, had to come see Xiaohua to get the motivation to work again."

Daddy works to earn money to buy milk powder for Xiaohua.

She knows this.

So, she offered her little face, sticking it to Daddy’s face, comforting him: "Daddy, don’t be so tired, when Xiaohua grows up, she’ll help Daddy with phone calls, and also look at documents."

Although children’s words can’t be taken seriously, Song Baiyan laughed and chimed in: "Daddy remembers Xiaohua’s words, in the future Xiaohua will handle Daddy’s business, then Daddy can retire early."

The little one’s mind quickly turned, immediately asking: "What will Daddy do when he retires?"

Song Baiyan said: "By then, Daddy will be old, can’t do anything else, can only stay home with your mom."

To Song Xiaohua, mom is a relatively unfamiliar word, even though she’s required to video call with mom daily.

[Mom went abroad to study.]

This was mentioned by Dad countless times.

Actually, mom treats her well too.

Every time mom comes back, she brings gifts.

Though she isn’t particularly fond of those stuffed animals and Barbies, Dad always teaches her, even if she doesn’t like them, she has to say thank you, mustn’t upset mom.

She also shouldn’t hide them in the toilet.

Therefore, Dad bought her a storage cabinet.

Specifically for placing mom’s gifts.

Last time mom came back, she saw the glass cabinet in the nursery corner, held her little face and left two red lip prints, then the next time she brought two more Barbies.

From Dad’s mouth, she learned mom was about to ’graduate and return’, she was somewhat clueless.

Her uncle explained that mom would never leave again.

Then, Song Xiaohua had a new worry.

Previously when mom returned, she would sleep with her and Dad.

After all, it was only a night or two, she didn’t point it out, since mom will stay at Tan Palace, she definitely needs her own room, such a big person, can’t cling to her and Dad to sleep.

This was taught by the teacher.

Kids should learn to sleep alone by the age of five.

Mom is already much older now.

In two more years, she won’t continue sleeping with Dad either.

But she soon noticed, no one at home prepared a new room for mom.

With no other way, she could only give up her room.

A few days later, the nanny found half of the toys and snacks gone from the nursery, asked Song Xiaohua, she honestly replied—moved them to Grandma’s and Uncle’s room.

This wasn’t to make space for mom to sleep.

One day Xiao Minglan opened the safe, intending to take a jade bracelet and put it on, the moment the safe door opened, a pile of moldy biscuits fell out, including a box of opened, hair-growing milk, on the spot: "......"

Of course, this is a later story.

Back to now, Song Xiaohua realized Uncle skipped school again, right on the day mom returned.

Uncle had his head wrapped in a few bandages, claiming his teeth hurt.

Even she noticed Uncle was faking it, how could Daddy and Grandma not know?

However, this time Daddy didn’t educate Uncle.

By afternoon, Daddy allowed Uncle to take her to the airport.

Claiming it was to give mom a surprise.

Passing by the flower shop, Uncle even got the agent to get off the car to buy a bouquet of carnations.

Once the flowers were in the car, she sneezed.

Then sneezed again.

Uncle had no choice but to ask the agent to move the flowers to the car behind.

Once at the airport, Uncle opened the trunk, took out a banner, and two things like advertising boards, although she couldn’t read too well yet, by the colorful patterns she guessed it meant welcoming mom home.

Uncle assigned her a task too.

—She would be the representative to present the carnations to mom.

As soon as she got the flowers, she couldn’t help sneezing again.

Uncle helped her wipe her drool, while telling her, originally, mom could go for her Ph.D., but for the family, mom resolutely refused the tutor’s suggestion, even so, mom is still an outstanding progressive young woman, will shine brightly like a light bulb.

After the twentieth sneeze, Song Xiaohua saw her mom too.

Tang Li walked through the VIP channel.

Pulled the luggage cart out, and saw a handwritten banner.

—Hanging on the isolation barrier.

[Warmly Welcome Ms. Tang Li, New Era Scholar, Returning to the Motherland!]

Tang Li: "..."

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Good night!