Chapter 338

Mother song shook her head. "I didn't promise. I just said I would think about it. And your father apologized to me. Look... "

"Mom, you should know more about my father than I do?" Song Qingcheng didn't want to hear about it at all. "You've been cheated by him for so many years. What did you get in the end? It's not that they've blown it out! "

Song Qingcheng was a little excited. Song's mother looked outside and worried that Ji Zhengting would hear her, "keep your voice down. Don't be heard by Zhengting later."

"It doesn't matter if he hears. My family is like this. I have nothing to hide." It doesn't matter that the Song dynasty fell in love with the city.

Song's mother knew that she was in a bad mood. For a moment and a half, it would definitely not make sense. She simply stopped saying, "let's talk about it later. I'll just discuss it with you."

"No problem. If you go back, I won't go to see you." Song Qingcheng left his words and went out.

That home, for her mother, carries countless nightmares. Now she managed to escape from the sea of misery. She didn't want her mother to jump in again.

As for what her father said, she was tired of it. Only in the world, mother will not be tired of listening to father's lies.

……

Song Qingcheng felt that his chest was blocked and he came out to breathe in the yard.

When her mother found the job in her mind, she still remembered her mother's excited and happy appearance at that time. Only a few days later, her mother was coaxed by her father's three or two good words.

She felt that her indecisive nature might be following her mother.

She looked sideways. Ji Zhengting was still on the phone, speaking a foreign language. She didn't listen attentively, and she didn't have the heart to listen.

Song Qingcheng and Ji Zhengting didn't stay long because they were a little unhappy with their mother.

On the way back, song Qingcheng was depressed all the time.

When Ji Zhengting looked at her for the third time, he couldn't help saying, "what's on your mind?"

Song Qingcheng looked at him and wanted to say something, but at last she just sighed.

"What's going on at home?" If she doesn't, Ji Zhengting will guess for herself.

"My mom wants to go back and spend the new year with my dad." Song Qingcheng didn't hide it from him. He thought it might be better to have someone to share his current mood.

However, she never thought that what she was waiting for was not his share, but adding fuel to the fire for her.

"That's a good thing." Ji Zhengting said.

Song Qingcheng looked at him in disbelief, "what's a good thing? Do you know how we got blown out by my dad? Do you know how many wrongs my mother has suffered and how many crimes she has suffered in recent years? "

She was all in a hurry. Ji Zhengting knows that she is dissatisfied with her father. If she doesn't support her, he will turn to her.

"I really don't know what you said, but I know that a family should be together." At this point, Ji Zhengting gave her a meaningful look, "don't forget, your parents are still legal husband and wife now. No matter how far and where they go, they will come back together one day. "

Back in the same grave.

Song Qingcheng was silent.

She knew that her stubbornness was too bigoted and selfish. But the thought that her mother would spend decades in that ironic and cold home made her feel suffocated.

After a long time, she said, "even if it comes to that day, I will recognize it. But I won't let my mother go back to that sad and aggrieved family. I'm going to make them happy for a few years. "

This sentence seems to be speaking to him and to himself.

Ji Zhengting knows that she also has a lot of pain in her heart, and she is also filial to her mother's mood. But the most difficult thing in the world is the feelings, and the most difficult thing is the family.

Two people together for a long time, feelings will become family. It's inevitable that we can't give up.

But he didn't say much, just freeing up a hand and holding her hand in the palm of his hand, he said faintly: "everyone has his own happiness, anger, sorrow and happiness in his mind; he knows the warmth and coldness."

The last four words contain too many words.

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Ji family.

Zhou Shaojing took Ji Ling and her stepmother out for a happy weekend. Back home before dark.

After several days of depression, the stepmother was finally dispelled in a happy weekend. Back home, tired all over the sofa, do not want to move.

"Oh, I'm so tired." Ji Ling is more exaggerated directly into the sofa.

At the end, Zhou Shaojing came in with big and small bags. I'm tired like a dog, but I have to put on a smile.

"Lingling, are you ok? I'll give you a massage Zhou Shaojing sat down beside her and pressed it on her shoulder professionally.

"I won't go skiing next time. My legs are not my own." Ji Ling complained bitterly."Well, well, we won't go next time." Zhou Shaojing is obedient.

"The point is, there are so many people this weekend that we can't take any steps at all." The stepmother also followed.

Zhou Shaojing: "what Auntie said is. We are all in a hurry to go out to play when we are free at the weekend. It's estimated that the elder brother and the elder sister-in-law have gone out on a date, but they haven't come back yet. "

Ji Ling then responded, "yes, why hasn't my brother come back yet? Don't you really go on a date with song Qingcheng? "

"Impossible. Song Qingcheng went to work early this morning." The stepmother waved her hand.

"Not long ago, it seems that I saw elder brother and song Qingcheng in the villa area of the second ring road. They should accompany song Qingcheng back to her mother's home."

"What did you say?" Ji Ling bounced from the sofa and sat up, "Song Qingcheng lives in a villa?"

Isn't song Qingcheng's family so poor? How can I afford a villa again?

Zhou Shaojing said uncertainly: "it should be. I still saw song Qingcheng's mother shopping in and out of the villa."

If you let the stepmother and Ji Ling know that Ji Zhengting will hide from them and give his luxurious villa to song Qingcheng's family to live in, he will make a fuss again.

"It's not for servants, is it?" Ji Ling analyzes it.

"A servant can't take her paralyzed daughter with her."

"Wait, wait Wait a minute What did you just say? Who is paralyzed? "

Zhou Shaojing said: "Oh, my aunt may not know that song Qingcheng still has a younger sister in her family, but her younger sister has been in poor health since she was a child. She took medicine all the year round, and later she became paralyzed, so she has been working as a wheelchair."

"I..." As if she had been hit by a big blow, she blocked her chest and was out of breath immediately.

Seeing this, Ji Ling quickly ran to help her up, "Mom, mom, what's the matter with you?"