Rong Xiaosong nodded.
"Since we are a family, in the future, we can no longer be separated or divided. Our family is not allowed to form small groups. Finally, Qiu Shuyu's team is gone. We must not fight ourselves."
Mrs. Rong was about to go with him.
Rong Xiaosong looked at Su Yanyun.
"Yan Yun, it is his blessing for Lin Yi to meet you. I have always been grateful to you for bringing so much luck to our family."
When Su Yanyun understood the situation just now, she already guessed that the matter would eventually involve herself.
She could only smile helplessly: "Dad, this is what I should do."
Rong Xiaosong has always liked Su Yanyun's knowledge and understanding.
To be honest, he didn't quite believe that Rong Xueling had just complained.
I was very angry when I heard it at first, but now I also feel that it is not credible, maybe there is some misunderstanding between the two...
"Yun Yun, you are much older than Xueling. You are her sister-in-law and also her sister." Rong Xiaosong persuaded, "She has been spoiled by us since she was a child. If there is any waywardness, you should bear more. Don't worry about her. In fact, she is very kind at heart."
When the elders said such things, they didn't explicitly accuse you, and Su Yanyun was not easy to refute.
She nodded, just about to answer.
Xiao Mengxia on the side was not happy anymore.
"Xiao Song, what do you mean by these words?" The lady's face was dark, she looked short, and she didn't know that she thought Su Yanyun was her relative. "You mean we Yanyun is not kind enough to bear? Is this sister-in-law not ready?"
"Daddy didn't mean that." Su Yanyun said quickly, and she was touched by the wife's short-term protection, and she was a little helpless.
Rong Xiaosong's physical condition is really not suitable for tearing.
As long as the face can be saved, this matter will be over.
"Don't speak for him," Madam is a confession to death. For no reason, she feels that Yan Yun of her family has been bullied. This is absolutely impossible! "He wants to protect her daughter, and I also want to protect my little girl! Isn't it justified in this world who pretends to be pitiful, who has more tears, who will sue?"
Frankly speaking, Rong Xiaosong was completely confused by his own mother.
"Mom, who is your little girl?"
"Yan Yun," the lady held Su Yanyun on her arms, "She is the little girl of our old Anjia, that is, my little girl! Who wants to bully her, first ask me if this old woman does it!"
Rong Xiaosong couldn't laugh or cry, "Mom, I didn't mean that, I just hope..."
"What do you hope, don't think I can't see your little Jiujiu, you are all born to me." The lady scolded her head and covered her face, "You just hate my family Yanyun can't do anything, and don't treat your girl who picked it up. Well, you just want to force her to admit her mistake and force her to submit!"
Rong Xiaosong's face turned black for a moment, "Mom, Xue Ling is not a girl who picked it up, I treat her as a girl."
"Then we Yan Yun didn't pick it up yet, she is our old daughter!" The lady stalked her neck and quarreled with Rong Xiao Song.
Rong Xiaosong felt a headache, "Mom, you are from the Rong family now."
"Who said that! Who said I am from the Rong family?" Madam refused to admit it, "Now I am only here when your dad begs me. I have been a member of the Anjia for a long time in my life, but I will be with Anjia in the future. The master was buried together! If you don't want to recognize my mother, okay, let me go! Yan Yun, let's go! They let the family bully our orphans and widows, we don't like to stay!"