Chapter 2 002: Don't know what's up

The voice is a little cold and a little low.

See no evil?

Good guy!

When did Yu Tingzhi become such a gentleman?

After a while, Yu Tingzhi let go of his hand, and his slender white fingers supported the sunglasses, "Let's go."

Wang Dengfeng looked around and asked suspiciously, "Where's that fairy?"

"What fairy?" Yu Tingzhi asked rhetorically.

Wang Dengfeng continued: "Just the fairy in the red dress just now! Third brother, don't say you didn't see it!"

"You are dazzled." Yu Tingzhi was wearing sunglasses, but he couldn't see any expression on his face, "How can there be any fairies in the barren mountains and mountains."

Dazzled?

Wang Dengfeng rubbed his eyes, "Impossible! I saw it clearly, third brother, are you lying to me?"

Yu Tingzhi ignored him and left Wang Dengfeng behind.

"Third brother, wait for me, why are you walking so fast?" Wang Dengfeng chased after him, "Where did that fairy go just now?"

Yu Tingzhi automatically ignored the last question, "I have bad legs, so I have to hurry up."

Have bad legs so hurry up?

What the **** kind of logic is this?

Wang Dengfeng then asked where the fairy went, but Yu Tingyi seemed to have nothing happened, which made Wang Dengfeng wonder if he really had hallucinations!

Song Po folded a bunch of bright wildflowers in the mountains and came to the tomb of old Wei Cuihua.

The old man in the black-and-white photo on the tombstone looked straight ahead and smiled kindly.

"Old man, don't worry, since I have become your granddaughter, I will definitely fulfill her unfulfilled wish for her." When the words fell, Song Hua bowed to the tombstone, "I hope that I will not disappoint you when I return to the Song family this time. Song Hua will not be disappointed."

It was already three o'clock in the afternoon when Song Yu came back from the mountain.

The sun sets.

The golden sunlight fills the small mountain village with smoke from the cooking, like an oil painting.

Song Jing walked along the village, and every time she passed by, the memories of the original owner would appear in front of her eyes.

The childhood of the original owner was both tragic and happy.

The miserable part comes from the Song family, and the happy part comes from the old man Wei Cuihua and Xiushui Village.

"Have you eaten yet? If you haven't, go to my house to eat."

"I heard that you are sick, are you feeling better now?"

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The villagers of Xiushui Village are very enthusiastic. Knowing that Wei Cuihua has just passed away, they take special care of Song Wei.

This child has suffered from a hard life since he was a child. He is obviously a little lucky star, but the Song family treats him like a **** star.

Fortunately, fortunately there is Wei Cuihua.

Wei Cuihua was the only light in Song Yu's dark days.

"婳婳, wait a moment." At this moment, a slightly fat middle-aged woman caught up with Song Yu with a cooked corn cobs.

Song Jing turned back, looked at the person who was coming, and the corners of her mouth curved: "Little aunt."

Auntie put the corn cobs into Song Yu's hands, "This is the corn that Auntie just picked today. It's sweet! You can try it."

"Thank you, Auntie." Song Jing took the corn with both hands.

"This child, what did you say thank you to Auntie?" Auntie looked at Song Hua, and continued, "Auntie, remember to be obedient when you arrive at your new home. Your parents are cold-hearted and warm-hearted, but they still miss you very much. , or else I won't come to pick you up, you alas."

In the end, my aunt didn't know how to justify it.

If the Song family really regarded Song Wei as their biological daughter, they would not have left Song Wei in the countryside for so many years.

Song Jing raised her eyes to look at Auntie, the corner of her mouth was shallow, "Okay."

Auntie was stunned when she looked at Song Yu who was smiling like a flower.

The girl in front of her has beautiful brows and eyes, and her peach blossom eyes are so clear that it makes people linger in it unconsciously. My aunt always knew that Song Wei was a beautiful embryo, but she didn't know that Song Wei was actually able to see this level.

After saying goodbye to auntie, Song Jing turned around and went back. She now lives with the third grandmother. Although the small courtyard is dilapidated, it is kept clean.

The next morning.

Song Jing had just finished her breakfast when she heard a knock on the door.

The third grandma heard the voice and said with a smile, "It must be your mother here."

After saying that, he immediately trotted to open the door.

The door opened, and a well-dressed middle-aged woman stood outside.

The person here is not Zhou Lei.

This is the housekeeper of the Song family.

Song Jing looked at the person who came, half leaning on the door frame, her posture was lazy, her peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly, and she didn't show any expression.

"Old lady, Madam asked me to pick up Miss."

The female housekeeper called the old lady in her mouth, but there was no sign of respect on her face. Looking at the third grandmother's eyes, it was as if she were looking at a poor ant.

After all, what kind of old lady is this?

Looking at the housekeeper standing outside the door, the third grandmother was stunned at first, and then said: "Come in, come in quickly! Butler Wang, you've been driving all night, you must be hungry now, and there's nothing good at home, I'll go. Don't dislike the boiled noodles!"

"No need." Butler Wang glanced at the third grandmother with disgust that could not be concealed in his eyes.

How could she possibly eat anything here?

It's almost as good as feeding the dog!

Suddenly, Butler Wang looked up at Song Yu who was leaning against the door, "Miss, it's getting late, let's go."

Song Yu's things have been packed, a very simple backpack, and a chubby little cat.

This little milk cat was picked up by the original owner a month ago. When it was just picked up, the little milk cat was dying and lost half of its life.

Xu is because he feels connected to the same fate.

The original owner took out all the savings over the years and took the kitten to the pet hospital.

Although Song Jing doesn't like small animals very much, since it is the cat that the original owner spent all her savings on to keep, she should take good care of it.

Looking at the cat in Song Wei's arms, the disgust in the butler's eyes became more and more obvious, "Miss, Madam hates this wild cat of unknown origin the most!"

A sentence has two meanings.

Hate cats and people, especially those of unknown origin.

Song Jing just hugged the milk cat in her arms, with a light tone, "I'll be where it is."

Butler Wang frowned. The Song family's willingness to take Song Wei back was already a great gift. Not only did she not know how to be grateful, but she also brought a local cat with her!

It's really a big move!

"If the lady insists on taking it, then I need to ask the madam for instructions." Butler Wang took out his mobile phone and walked outside the door.

"Go." Song Jing nodded slightly, she had been in a high position for a long time, and she had something irresistible about her.

The housekeeper frowned slightly, she thought she said that if she wanted to call back, Song Jing would throw the cat away.

Who knew that Song Yu not only didn't throw the cat away, but instead acted like a superior!

Do you really think of yourself as Miss Song?

Who gave her face?

Butler Wang came outside with a stern face with a mobile phone and called Zhou Lei.

After a while, she came to the house again, her face darkened even more, looked at Song Jing, and warned, "Miss, look after your cat, the Song family is no more rural than yours."

Song Jing did not speak, she lowered her eyes and looked at the cat in her arms, her long eyelashes cast a shadow under her eyelids.

The skin is as white as jade.

Butler Wang was stunned.

The bright and arrogant girl in front of me is really that timid country girl?

soon.

Butler Wang's mouth showed a disdainful arc again.

is just a country girl, even if she becomes different, she can only be a country girl!

She will never be as good as Song Baoyi.

Thinking of this, the disdain in Butler Wang's eyes became more and more obvious.

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Before leaving, the third grandmother held Song Huan's hand tightly, her eyes were slightly red, and her voice was close to choking, "Hua, when you arrive at the new house, remember to listen to your parents and your mother, don't make them angry, just endure everything. already."

"Well, I will." Song Jingyong nodded slightly, stretched out her hand to hug the third grandma, "Sanma, goodbye."

The third grandmother watched Song Jing get into the car, and she wiped away her tears and turned back to the house until the car disappeared in the path ahead.

After eight hours.

The car was parked in front of a luxurious villa.

When she came to the villa in her memory again, Song Jing's heart suddenly beat a little faster, almost uncontrollably.

Butler Wang glanced at Song Jing and tapped, "Miss is weak, if your cat scares you, no one can afford it!"

I don't know if Song Jing heard or not, she just hugged the cat like this, her back straight.

Butler Wang looked at Song Jing's silhouette and frowned.

Uneducated thing!

I don't know what Song Dalong and Zhou Lei thought, but they would bring back such a wild girl.

Butler Wang resisted his displeasure, "Mr. and Mrs. are already waiting for you in the study, let me go to the study first."

Song Jing followed in her footsteps.

Soon, he arrived at the door of the study.

"Mr. and Mrs." Butler Wang stood at the door and said respectfully.

"Let her come in." Song Dalong's voice came from inside.

"Okay." Butler Wang turned to look at Song Jing, "Sir let you in."

Song Jing held the cat with one hand and pushed the door with the other.

opened the door, and saw a bloated middle-aged man sitting beside the desk, with a bald head and small eyes that almost narrowed into slits, looking very shrewd.

Sitting next to her was a middle-aged woman with a good figure. She was well-maintained. She couldn't tell her actual age, but her appearance stood out.

These are the adoptive parents of the original owner, Song Dalong and Zhou Lei.

"Sit down." Zhou Lei looked at Song Yu who walked in and suppressed the disgust in her eyes.

Song Jing sat down as she said.

Song Dalong glanced at the adopted daughter who had been left in the countryside since she was a child, and went straight to the topic, "Since you have come back, from now on, you will be part of this family, Baoyi is your only sister, whoever you will be in the future. Everything you do must be based on Baoyi. As a sister, you need to protect Baoyi with your own life at critical moments."

Use your life to protect Song Baoyi?

So the meaning of her existence is for Song Baoyi?

Song Jing lowered her eyes slightly, her long and thick eyelashes covering her eyes.

How stupid was the original owner to think that Song Dalong and Zhou Lei would truly accept her and treat her as their biological daughter?

Song Dalong paused, then continued: "We have arranged a marriage for you, the third child of the Yu family, and the engagement banquet will be held in half a month."

"If I remember correctly," Song Jing stroked the cat in her arms, looking a little lazy, "The person who has a marriage contract with the Yu family should be Song Baoyi, right?"

Hearing this, Song Dalong frowned slightly, why did he feel that Song Hua was a little different from before, but he couldn't see the difference, after all, he had never looked directly at this adopted daughter once, "You and your sister are not in the same world. She has an infinite future, she is a phoenix soaring for nine days. Naturally, she can't marry a disabled person, it will be cheaper for you."

A little wild species who knows nothing, what can you compare to Shi Baoyi?

Zhou Lei said in a timely manner, "The Yu family has a great career, it is your blessing to be able to marry, don't know what's wrong!"

The last sentence is a warning and a knock.

Little fairies, good morning duck~

The second day of writing.

Let's see the duck tomorrow~

(end of this chapter)