Chapter 489

"Yes, said the housekeeper. This is it." The stepmother said with certainty.

"Why can't you match the number?"

The stepmother was also surprised at this, "whatever, she's here. Let's go and have a look first. Anyway, there's only one patient here."

With that, I arrived at the gate of ward 3.

Because song's mother is ready to leave the hospital, the door of the ward is not closed, and she is packing in it.

Seeing that the door was not closed, the stepmother knocked on it, "excuse me, is it sister song's ward?"

Song's mother's hand of packing things slightly paused. This voice Make her feel a little familiar

However, how could she have thought that the stepmother would suddenly appear here?

However, when Mother Song turned around

Standing in front of the door, the stepmother suddenly lost her color and staggered back several steps, staring at the mother of song standing there.

Even the old lady next to him gasped with surprise, and the whole person shook, staring at the familiar face with an incredible face.

When song's mother saw them, she was shocked and couldn't believe it.

What she thought she could escape, what she thought she could avoid However, fate has not let them go!

As far as the stepmother is concerned, she never thought that they would meet again in their lifetime, and that they would meet again without warning

More than 20 years ago, scenes never come back to my mind as clearly and vividly as they are now, as if they were back at that time.

That let her this life all can't forget, can't forgive, also can't make up for once

The old lady was even more exhausted, holding the door in one hand and the clothes on her chest in the other. She said sadly, "evil debt, evil debt!"

After that, the old lady was a little excited, and her whole body was shaking.

"Don't get excited, mom. Sit down first." The stepmother came back to herself and helped the old lady to sit down on the chair.

Song's mother also rushed to pick up the kettle and pour a cup of hot water. However, when she brought it over, she did not dare to give it to the old lady directly. Instead, she looked at the stepmother.

Ji Mu didn't look at Song mu, and seemed to have a bad impression on her. She took the cup directly from her hand and gave it to the old lady, "Mom, you should drink some water first."

The old lady took a drink from the glass, and her mood was a little calmer.

In the room, there was a sudden silence.

This kind of quietness is reserved for each other to brew their inner emotions. After all, once a farewell, each did not intend to meet again in this life, however, today they stand together again, the face, can not escape.

The silence lasted for a long time, as if time had stopped at this moment.

"Liang Xiaoyu, to be honest, why on earth did you find our home again?" At last, the stepmother took the lead in breaking the silence.

Song's mother shook her head gently, "I didn't want to find you. I didn't know until later."

If she knew it was them at first, how could she provoke them again?!

"So you are already us?" The stepmother frowned.

"I didn't know for a long time. I found out when I went to serve the old lady that day."

"Is that you who broke the cup at my door?" The old lady's question seems to be a question, but it is more like a positive sentence.

Song's mother did not speak, just nodded.

No wonder that day I felt familiar with her back. It was her!

"Now that you know it's us, and you still refuse to leave, do you still say that you are not deliberately pestering us?" The stepmother can't help but get angry. "Liang Xiaoyu, more than 20 years ago, you made our family restless. Now the south is gone. What else do you want?"

At this point, even the tone of the stepmother has become out of control.

Song's mother was aggrieved, "I really didn't want to hold on to the past. If I knew it was you, I would rather go begging than choose this job. "

Hearing this, the stepmother gave a smile, "Liang Xiaoyu, have you really reached the stage of begging now? You are not the village, the village is a flower, chasing you all over the street is it? You'll end up like that, too! "

With Liang Xiaoyu's previous appearance and figure, including all aspects of conditions, she is definitely a great beauty. It's easy to marry a man with good conditions.

There was a trace of embarrassment on Song's mother's face, and she sighed: "Xiaoqin, after more than 20 years, it's meaningless for us to talk about these again. I admit that I used to be young and ignorant and did something to hurt you. But now that things are different, can we treat it as if we haven't seen this side? From now on, we are as irrelevant as before. "

Xiaoqin is the nickname of the stepmother.

"Do you really have no other purpose?" The stepmother still can't believe her.

"I first heard that your family had emigrated abroad, so I chose this job. Whether you hate me or blame me, I have done it myself with a clear conscience. ""Do you mean to say 'a clear conscience' The stepmother immediately got angry, "do you dare to say that the death of Nanfang had nothing to do with you?"

"You go, I don't want to mention those things again, and I don't want to see you. Please let me go." Mother song held her head and didn't want to hear this, so her mood became a little out of control.

The past is more than the pain in Ji's family's heart? How could she feel better? Even, she carries more than any one of them, but she can only hide in the bottom of her heart.

……

When Ji Zhengting woke up, it was almost ten o'clock. Song Qingcheng is ready to go out.

"Are you awake?" As soon as he came out of the cloakroom, he saw that he was awake and leaning against the head of the bed.

Seeing her, Ji Zhengting's eyebrows suddenly disappeared. It seems that he didn't think she was still at home at this time. He patted the position beside him. "Come here."

Song Qingcheng came and sat down beside him. Ji Zhengting took her hand and held it in the palm of his hand. He just looked at her and said nothing.

"Why are you looking at me like this?" Finally, it was song Qingcheng who spoke first.

"Nothing to ask me?" He raised his hand and touched her cheek.

Song Qingcheng thought for a moment, "yes, but it seems not."

There was a lot to ask, but when I saw him, those words suddenly disappeared.

"I'm sorry about yesterday. I didn't handle it properly." He apologized first.

Song Qingcheng shook his head. "You don't have to apologize to me. On the contrary, I should say 'I'm sorry' to you. If it wasn't for me, you and your Ji family would not get into so much trouble."

"Don't forget, you are Mrs. Ji. You are an important member of the Ji family." Ji Zhengting held her hands and told her solemnly.