Reverse Rebirth 1990

Chapter 648 662 [Uninvited Guest]

In the palace-like restaurant——
The surrounding area is quiet, and there are two rows of more than 20 servants dressed in the costumes of Russian aristocratic attendants, respectfully standing on both sides, with a long and huge dining table in the middle.

On the huge dining table, there are silver metal candlesticks.

The white candle is as thick as a child's arm. At this moment, it is shaking with dazzling light, reflecting the delicacies on the table --- black tea with jam, cream tea, Russian tea cake, chicken Kiev, mushroom soup, borscht, fish roe Sauce steamed Shanshui eggs, etc.

Russians love sour, sweet, spicy and salty dishes.Therefore, sour cream, milk residue, lemon, pepper, pickled cucumber, onion, white tower oil, cumin, and bay leaves are often used as seasonings in cooking.

As for the most expensive main dish on the table this time, it is caviar-Russian caviar is divided into red caviar and black caviar.The most precious is black caviar.Eating caviar is particular, and metal spoons cannot be used, because the Russians say that it will destroy the aroma of caviar.The most authentic Russian way of eating is to use shells as spoons and eat them directly.

At this moment, before General Yokov came out, Eva, who was wearing a Russian-style brown-yellow floral dress, was sitting at the dining table with her child, Alexander, and was feeding Alexander caviar with a shell spoon.

Song Zhichao came over in a change of casual clothes, with a white shirt on his upper body and spacious black trousers underneath, looking neat and capable.

Song Zhichao glanced at the huge dining table, but didn't find an empty seat to sit down, but walked straight over and sat next to Alexander.

A small white tablecloth was tied around his neck. Little Alexander, who was eating caviar, felt that someone was sitting next to him, so he turned his head, with black caviar on the corner of his mouth, blinking his lovely eyes, and looked at Song Zhichao curiously.

Song Zhichao smiled at him, picked up the tablecloth on the table, and helped little Alexander wipe the corners of his mouth.

Little Alexander laughed, giggling, and didn't recognize Song Zhichao at all.

Looking at the child's innocent and romantic smile, Song Zhichao was filled with bitterness. For two years, for two full years, he didn't even know that there was a child.

In the previous life, Song Zhichao was born as an orphan. For him, the most bitter thing in the last life was not knowing who his biological parents were, not knowing what father's love was, what was mother's love, and the only thing that was good to him was the old director of the orphanage, There are also old aunts who cook in the kitchen.

Many times, Song Zhichao would stand guard at the gate of the orphanage, watching the children who were picked up from the orphanage by their biological parents, as well as the children who were adopted and adopted, watching them leave the orphanage happily with toys in their hands , to the arms of "parents" and to a new life.

One year passed, two years passed, and three years passed.

He still could only stay at the door, watching the other children happily calling "Mom" and "Dad" with envy.

Such a scene made him envious, and he could only conjure up his own father and mother in his dream——when he woke up, the pillow was covered with wet tears.

Therefore, Song Zhichao understands the bitterness and sadness of losing his parents. Looking at his son Alexander Jr., Song Zhichao's heart is full of unspeakable love.

Next to him, Eva, who was feeding little Alexander, seemed to understand Song Zhichao's thoughts very well, so she smiled and said to little Alexander, "Call me Dad." After speaking, she pouted at Song Zhichao.

Little Alexander froze for a moment, as if he still didn't understand what the word meant, he just looked at Song Zhichao, then at Eva, and finally stuffed his head into Eva's arms.

A trace of regret flashed on Song Zhichao's face. He was about to speak, but Eva took little Alexander's face from her arms, and then looked into his dark and bright eyes and said, "He is your father, and he loves you the most, and loves you the most." your people!"

Little Alexander was still very young, so he obviously didn't understand these words, but Song Zhichao felt very sad when he heard Eva's words.

Do you love it?
As a father, what have you done?
Ever hug him?

ever kissed him?

Or read him a bedtime story, washed his little hands and feet?

nothing!
Unable to help, Song Zhichao stretched out his hand to caress little Alexander's head. At this moment, he coughed, and General Yorkov, who had changed his clothes, came in from outside.

General Yokov wore a very traditional formal attire--a knee-length pullover colored shirt and slim-leg trousers, and he was short of wearing a traditional Russian felt hat.

"Come on, my dear Alexander, come to me!" Yorkoff glanced at Song Zhichao in displeasure, and then said kindly to the child.

Apparently, Yorkoff is so kind to the child that he can even be described as "doting", so that upon hearing Yorkoff's call, little Alexander slipped out of his mother Eva's arms, staggered his calves, opened his little hands, Run towards old Yorkoff.

"Oh, my little baby!" Before little Alexander ran to his side, Yokov had already squatted down, picked him up, and kissed the child's face again and again, loving him very much.

It seemed that in order to deliberately anger Song Zhichao, General Yokov deliberately sat far away with little Alexander in his arms, and sat directly opposite Song Zhichao.

Little Alexander pulled the beard on Yorkov's mouth with his small hands, and giggled. He usually has a bad temper, but the tiger-like Yorkoff was not angry. He even used a knife and fork to fork a piece of apple and stuffed it for the child. , Said that eating more fruits is good for the body.

Song Zhichao looked at Yokov's demonstration-like performance, and couldn't laugh or cry. He even felt a little jealous when he saw the cute child swaying back and forth in his arms.

……

For a moment—
Three rounds of wine, five flavors of food.

"Okay, dear Song. This is a dinner I specially prepared for you. It's all Russian-style food. I don't know if it suits your taste?" Yokov put down the knife and fork, picked up a glass of vodka, and drank it while Ask Song Zhichao.

Song Zhichao picked up the napkin next to him, wiped his mouth, and said, "Thank you for your hospitality. I ate very well."

Yorkoff nodded, and glanced at little Alexander who was now nestled in Eva's arms --- little Alexander was dozing off, and he might be a little tired from playing today.

"Eva, you can take him to sleep. Only when children get enough sleep can they grow healthier." Yorkoff said.

Eva nodded, and the servant next to her stepped forward to help her pack some things. Eva was about to stand up with the child in her arms, when there was a noise outside——
"Sir, you can't go in!"

"Sir, you haven't been notified, please stay!"

"Haha!" said an arrogant voice, "What else is there to announce? Yorkov and I are old friends! I heard that he has a good friend here this time, so I'll come to see him too, and join in the fun!"

While talking, I saw a burly man with a cloak and an arrogant appearance rushing in with two people.

(End of this chapter)