Stop Bothering Me, Emperor Chapter 4 - Memory

Chapter 4 - Memory

Soon after, the unhappiness Song Xiao had felt from the matter of the concubine was quickly forgotten, and he focused on investigating his family’s car. He was extremely curious about this carriage which didn’t require a horse, but he merely sat reservedly. He internally marvelled at the sight of high rise buildings outside for a few moments, then proceeded to stare at the chauffeur at the driver’s seat.
Song Zicheng sat beside his son and couldn’t find a topic to talk about, so when he saw the pair of shining eyes staring at the chauffeur, he smiled and asked, “Do you like cars? Once you’re eighteen and you receive your driver’s license, dad will give you a car that’s much nicer than this.”
“Alright. Many thanks, father,” Song Xiao curved his eyes.
Although he’s a scholar, he likes cars and horses very much. Before, when he was in Imperial Hanlin Academy, Yu Jintang always used the excuse of riding horses to bring him out to play.
Thinking of Yu Jintang, Song Xiao’s mood fell again. He’s now the son of a troupe leader, and had no way of finding him. Could it be that he had to wait until he grew up, inherited the theatrical troupe, and arrange a play about their story and tour the whole nation? Not to mention, the reincarnated emperor must have forgotten him.
When Li Weiwei saw that Qiu Mingyan was going to the Song household, he didn’t bother getting in the car. He made a face at Qiu Mingyan’s car, turned to look at the paparazzi photographing him and even leisurely waved at them.
The paparazzi holding the camera smiled and gave him a gesture, implying that he would definitely capture him at his most handsome angle.
“Chief, how could you be so polite to him?” The paparazzi who had just started working couldn’t understand. Qiu Mingyan’s position within the circle wasn’t low, while David’s behaviour towards her was so disrespectful. He had captured that moment, it would definitely be another hot topic, but the chief didn’t let him release it.
“What do you know?” The senior paparazzi smacked the back of his head. “Why do you think David is so unbridled? That person is the young master of Wujin Audio Cooperation, do you dare provoke those old women?”
The junior paparazzi’s jaw dropped. He had just started this career, so there were a lot of things he still didn’t know, but he actually knew of the Wujin Audio Cooperation.
The company was the leading recording studio in China. Its position in the entertainment industry was not inferior to Xinghai Entertainment’s. The president was the old Queen of Music back in the 1990s, and the influence she possessed was quite large, so she must not be provoked.
Song Zicheng asked his son to play with Li Weiwei, in part, it was because he wanted to be on friendly terms with Wujin Audio Cooperation. He just didn’t expect the two of them to become good friends.
The junior paparazzi shrunk his neck. The waters in the entertainment circle were really deep. Who would have thought that this second-rated child star was such a big shot?
The Song family had several houses in A city. They usually lived in a high-rise building at the heart of the city. It was a compound that was over 300 square meters, and it was convenient for Song Zicheng to travel to work and Song Xiao to go to school.
This was a high-class community, with one entire floor for one family. Song Xiao was amazed by the elevator which could alternate locations in an instant.
Aunt Chen patiently explained how to use the elevator, as if teaching a baby how to walk, while Song Xiao listened attentively.
On the side, Qiu Mingyan squinted at him. It seemed that this kid really lost his memory. She couldn’t help breathing a sigh of relief and went through the entrance, then gave a meaningful glance at the girl sitting on the sofa.
The living room was the height of two stories, which made it look very spacious. A set of sofas was arranged in the middle, and a girl in a pink dress was sitting on it. Upon seeing Song Zicheng walk in, she pounced over, sweetly calling him “Dad”.
Song Zicheng raised his hands to catch the girl, smiled and turned towards Song Xiao, asking, “Xiaoxiao, do you still remember Xiao Zheng?”
Song Xiao raised his eyes to look at the teenage girl, who was holding his father’s arm and acting like a coquettish young lady. She was wearing a close fit dress, which highlighted her already well-developed figure, and had a small face similar to Qiu Mingyan which exuded charm.
He frowned slightly. Great Yu was a relatively open-minded dynasty, having had dealings with neighbouring countries, and women could leave the house freely. So towards the nurses, he could accept whatever they were wearing.
But towards this little sister, no matter how you looked at her, she did not look like a well-bred young lady, letting him feel some sense of dislike. Song Xiao put on his house slippers and walked to Song Zicheng’s side. “This is the concubine’s child?”
Concubine’s child, concubine’s child…… Qiu Mingyan, who had just displayed a smile on her face, suddenly stiffened.
Song Zheng, who had just been about to speak, became stunned.
Before, when she had been scolded as an illegitimate daughter, she had already felt that it was shameful. She never expected there was something that was even more shameful to hear!
She knew that that word meant a concubine’s child, this word wasn’t only insulting her, it was insulting to her mother!
This hateful Song Xiao, why didn’t you get hit to death! Song Zheng glared at Song Xiao, then turned to look at Song Zicheng in grievance, “What did elder brother call me?”
This change of attitude was way too stiff, incomparable to the concubine sisters he had in his past life. Moreover, those little sisters were very respectful towards him. They wouldn’t have dared to complain to his father.
Song Zicheng parted his lips but didn’t know how to explain it.
“Where is my residence?” Song Xiao wanted to ask where his courtyard was, but looking around, he could see all the rooms from here, so it was unlikely for there to be a separate courtyard for him to live in.
He sighed in his heart. As expected, as a family running a theatrical troupe, they couldn’t even afford a house with three sections.
“Your room is upstairs.” Song Zicheng had intended Aunt Chen to bring Song Xiao upstairs, but upon turning his head, he saw that Aunt Chen had gone to cook dinner. So he pushed away the Song Zheng who was still in his embrace, and personally brought him up.
Song Zicheng patiently explained the uses of the appliances in the room, the main focus being the bathroom.
After Song Zicheng left, Song Xiao carefully walked around the room. This was a small suite, with its own bathroom and dressing room, the walls and furniture were all sky blue.
The sight before him was indescribably familiar. Song Xiao felt dizzy and went to the head of the bed to pick up the photo frame.
In the photograph, there was a beautiful woman holding a child who was about seven or eight.
“Mother!” Song Xiao gently traced over the woman’s face with his fingertips. Such a distinct portrait, even he couldn’t draw this well. The woman in the portrait was exactly the same as his mother in his previous life.
His mother from his previous life had also passed away early, and while she lived long enough to see him become the champion, she didn’t survive to see him get married. Why did she leave this life so much earlier?
“Ugh…” Dizzy, Song Xiao fell headfirst onto the bed.
“Song Xiao, you really have guts, bullying a delicate young girl, huh?” Four youths with blond dyed hair cornered him in an alley.
“What are you looking at? Zheng meimei told me that you robbed her pocket money, and even beat her up! I saw all the bruises on her leg.” One of the boys gave him a nasty grin.
“You rascal, you looked at other people’s thighs?”
“No, just slightly above the knee, hehe.”
The boys laughed around and raised their fists to hit him. Song Xiao wanted to resist, but he couldn’t control his body at all. The four boys pushed him around, and he could only feel his head slam against something with a resounding ‘thump’ and his sight went dark.
When he opened his eyes, he was still in the sky blue room.
Song Xiao sat up and rubbed his temple. What he had just seen was probably this body’s memory of the incident.
This concubine’s child was truly audacious, she had unexpectedly allied with outsiders to harm the di son.
Putting the frame back on the headboard, he got up, went to the bathroom, turned on the shower, washed himself, then found the hair dryer instinctively.
When he picked up the hair dryer, Song Xiao paused for a moment, then he was immediately relieved. This body had recovered some memories, so he had naturally regained some of his memories towards this familiar room.
After Song Xiao changed his clothes and went downstairs, Aunt Chen had already finished preparing dinner.
At the long, European style dining table, Song Zicheng sat at the head of the table, browsing an entertainment newspaper. Song Xiao nodded at his father in greeting and sat on the seat to his father’s left very naturally.
Song Zicheng looked up and was surprised to see his son sitting by his side. Before, this child was too reclusive and always sat at the seat furthest from him, to the point that they had to place dishes on the other end for him to eat, over time he had already become numb to it. No parents disliked intimacy with their children, so he laughingly asked, “Could you use the appliances in the room?”
Song Xiao gave his father a quick look and bowed his head slightly, respectfully replying, “To answer father, I saw the things in the room and remembered some of their usage.”
When Song Zicheng saw Song Xiao’s behavior, he inexplicably felt comfortable. The manner of answering questions attentively with his head lowered didn’t seem timid, instead letting him feel respected. “Then that’s good, dad was worried you didn’t know how to use even the most common electric appliances, then you wouldn’t be able to manage when school starts.”
Song Xiao’s academic performance was really too poor, he wasn’t even able to pass the high school examination, but fortunately the Song family was rich, spending money would let him attend a private school.
Sheng Meng High School located in the suburban area of A city was a famous aristocratic school, and the education quality was equal to the best public school in A city. But because the tuition fee was incredibly expensive, there were two types of students attending. One was students whose outstanding grades passed the entrance exam, and could attend with a scholarship, while the other type was mediocre second generations who had poor grades and needed to pay the exceedingly expensive tuition fees.
Qiu Mingyan and Song Zheng, who had gone to the kitchen to help serve the meal to curry favor, came out and saw Song Xiao sitting next to Song Zicheng, and couldn’t help exchanging glances between themselves.
Song Zheng brought a bowl of soup to Song Xiao, timidly saying, “Gege, your soup.”
Song Xiao frowned slightly and raised his hand to hold the bowl of soup steadily. “Sit down and eat, this isn’t work you’re supposed to do.”
Concubine children were also young ladies of the family. How could they do a servant’s work.
She had intended to garner sympathy by doing this in front of father, but didn’t expect Song Xiao to say such things, and was speechless for a moment.
Song Zicheng smiled happily. After his son woke up from his coma, he became a lot more sensible, and even knew how to take care of his little sister.
Qiu Mingyan put down the dish in her hand, promptly saying, “Look, the older brother knows how to be distressed for his little sister. Go sit down, mom can bring it.”
When Qiu Mingyan set the last dish down on the table, Song Xiao opened his mouth and said, “Leave us, you don’t need to wait on us.”
The family circumstances weren’t very good, so allowing a concubine to serve was proper, but when he was eating with his father, the concubine sitting with them was inappropriate.
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Little theater
Fish Tang: Empress, zhen has learned a new skill in modern times.
Xiaoxiao: What?
Fish Tang: Plucking feathers!
Xiaoxiao: What’s the use of that?
Fish Tang: I can enter the scene earlier (evil grin)
Little bird: QAQ
Little gong will appear in the next chapter, I swear on my feathers ｏ（＞﹏＜）ｏ