Chapter 121： 123: Like a grandmother

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Chapter 121 123: Like a grandmother

I saw the little girl who followed behind Zheng Mei, with long hair reaching her waist, wearing a black beret on her head, red lips and white teeth, she was clearly facing the sky but had a disorganized look, and was wearing black tights. , covered with a pure white loose sweater, lining the legs are thin and long.

She just followed behind Zheng Mei, talking and laughing, and the picture looked extraordinarily harmonious. The two were like mother and daughter, and they got along very naturally.

This is

Song 婳.

Realizing that it was Song Yi, the blood on Song Yiyan's face was slowly dissipating.

Why, how could this happen?

Isn't the guest invited by Zheng Mei a financial master?

Why did Song Jing come uninvited?

At this moment, Zheng Mei smiled and said, "Yiyan, look who is coming!"

Song Yiyan then reacted, "Sister 婳婳."

Song Jing smiled slightly, "Miss Song."

Zheng Mei continued, "Yiyan, didn't you expect that it was 婳婳 who came today?"

Today's guest is Song Yu?

Hearing this, Song Yiyan's heart fell to the bottom in an instant.

The mood is very complicated.

How to do?

Three days ago, she tried her best not to let Mrs. Song see Song Jing.

Available now.

Zheng Mei actually brought people back.

I hope that Mrs. Song will not find anything.

Song Yiyan prayed in her heart.

"Well, I didn't expect it." Song Yiyan squeezed out a smile, pretended to be very happy, and took Song Jing's hand, "Sister Jing, come in quickly."

Song Jing went in with him.

Zheng Mei continued: "Yiyan, where is your grandma?"

Song Yiyan turned her head and looked at the living room, "I don't know, maybe I'm resting upstairs."

Zheng Mei wanted to give Song Yiyan and Grandma Song more space to get along, and also wanted to ease the relationship between the two, and then said: "Go upstairs and call Grandma."

"Okay." Song Yiyan nodded.

At this moment, Song Bochen heard the movement downstairs and walked down.

"Mom, there are guests at home?"

"Well," Zheng Mei said with a smile: "Bo Chen, you came down just in time. Let me introduce to you. This is Song Hua, whom my mother met in Jiangcheng. You can call me Hua Hua. This is my aunt's eldest son. , Song Bochen, if you don't dislike it, call him big brother."

Song Bochen looked at Song Yu, smiled and said, "婳婳."

"Brother Song." Song Jing called out in a big way, without the slightest stage fright.

"What about Bo Yuan and Bo Yang?" Zheng Mei then asked.

As soon as these words fell, a playful voice sounded in the air, "Yeah! Where is the beautiful sister!"

Song Jing looked back slightly and saw two figures.

Zheng Mei rolled his eyes at Song Boyang, "No one is right! Don't scare my sister!"

younger sister?

Hearing this word, Song Boyang glanced at Song Jing.

In the entertainment industry, Song Boyang has seen countless beauties.

artificial, natural domestic, foreign

has everything.

But it was the first time he saw someone like Song Yu.

There was just a back figure, and he thought that this little girl must be very beautiful, but he didn't expect that after looking at the front face, she was even more beautiful than he imagined.

Even the description of the country and the city is not appropriate enough.

"Is your younger sister considering entering the entertainment industry?" Song Boyang then asked.

Zheng Mei reached out and patted Song Boyang, "Be serious."

After the words fell, Zheng Mei looked at Song Bo, and continued: "This is Auntie's second son Song Boyuan, Boo, you can call him the second brother, this is the younger brother Song Boyang."

After finishing speaking, Zheng Mei looked at Song Boyuan and Song Boyang, "This is Mom's guest 婳婳. 婳婳 is as old as Yiyan, and she will be your sister in the future."

Song Boyuan looked at Song Jing and felt that this person was a little familiar, and then suddenly remembered the chance encounter in the milk tea shop.

Isn't this the girl Song Boyan said about playing basketball well?

is really fate!

Song Boyuan never thought that Song Jing actually knew Zheng Mei.

"Hello," Song Boyuan extended his right hand to Song Bo in a formal manner, "I'm Song Boyuan."

"Second brother Song." Song Jing shook hands with him.

Somehow, Song Boyuan had a good impression of Song Jing.

Just looking at Song Yu like this, she felt inexplicably relieved.

"Sister 婳婳, I'm Song Boyang." Song Boyang continued.

"Song Xiaoge." Song Jing's tone was calm, and she did not see the excitement of the big actor, and even her demeanor was very natural.

did not ask for a group photo, nor did he ask for an autograph, and he didn’t even ask any more questions.

This made Song Boyang a little curious.

After all, if it were someone else, I would have been screaming with excitement.

Even when some relatives saw him, they immediately took out postcards and notebooks and asked him to sign.

But the little girl in front of me didn't respond.

"You don't know who I am?" Song Boyang then asked.

Song Jing was stunned, and then asked, "Where have we met?"

Hearing this, Song Boyang was very depressed.

He has just become popular, has he become a qi actor?

It stands to reason that Song Yu should not be ignorant.

Song Boyuan chuckled softly.

"婳婳, don't pay attention to him," Song Boyuan continued: "It's not a day or two that he is narcissistic."

Zheng Mei said with a smile: "Yes, yes, ignore him, sit down, eat fruit, whatever you like, don't be polite, just treat this as your own home."

"Thank you Aunt Song."

"Say thank you to Auntie!" Zheng Mei peeled a banana and stuffed it into Song Jing's hand, "Eat a banana, this is so sweet."

Song Boyang had some doubts about life, looked at Song Jing and said, "No, sister, don't you really know me?"

Song Jing blinked slightly, "Well, I know."

Song Boyang breathed a sigh of relief, he knew that Song Yan must know him.

He has acted in so many movies, and his advertisements are everywhere on the street. How could Song Wei not know him?

If Song Jing really didn't know him, then he would have been in the entertainment industry for so many years in vain!

Song Boyuan didn't think it was a big deal to watch the fun, and then said, "Sister, when did you know him?"

"Just now." Song Jing replied.

Song Boyang: "." is not very harmful, but highly insulting.

Song Boyuan was overjoyed.

This little sister can handle it, she really dares to say something.

Song Boyang looked depressed.

He also failed so much that there were still people who didn’t know him.

After the introduction, Song Bochen looked at his watch and said, "Mom, my company has something to deal with."

Zheng Mei knew that her son was a busy man, and nodded, "Go ahead."

Song Bochen looked at Song Po, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

"Brother Song is too polite."

After Song Bochen left, Zheng Mei raised her head and looked upstairs, and asked in confusion, "Why hasn't Yiyan come down yet?"

Upstairs.

Song Yiyan stood at the door of Mrs. Song, with mixed feelings in her heart, and a look of unwillingness on her face.

She didn't want old lady Song to see Song Jing.

just in case

What if Mrs. Song finds something?

But now, what reason does she have to prevent Mrs. Song from seeing Song Jing?

Song Yiyan raised her hand, put it down again, and finally turned around and walked downstairs.

As soon as he walked to the handrail of the spiral staircase, Song Yiyan saw a dazzling scene.

I saw that the family of three downstairs got along very harmoniously.

Even Song Boyang, who patted his chest and said that she had only one younger sister in her life, called Song Jing all the time.

If Song Jing is really the daughter of the Song family who has been lost for many years, will she still have her place in the Song family in the future?

Song Yiyan's hand was clutching the railing tightly, her knuckles were slightly white due to excessive force.

Will not.

Song 婳 is definitely not Song Yan.

Song Yiyan swallowed her throat and tried her best to calm herself down.

"Miss."

At this moment, Ma Zhang's voice came from behind.

Song Yiyan turned back.

"Madam asked me to come up to you."

Song Yiyan was full of anger and wanted to speak to Zhang Ma, but she held back and said in a low voice, "Do you know who the girl underneath is?"

Mother Zhang looked downstairs.

She only knew that Song Wei was a guest invited back by Zheng Mei.

Without waiting for Zhang Ma to speak, Song Yiyan continued, "She's called Song Wei, and she is the same age as me. She has been an orphan since she was a child, and has a scar on her arm."

"By the way, she's from Jiangcheng."

Hearing the last sentence, Zhang Ma's heart skipped a beat.

Orphans.

There is a scar on the arm.

The same age as Song Yiyan and also from Jiangcheng!

Could it be that she is Song Yan?

"Miss?" Ma Zhang looked at Song Yiyan.

Song Yiyan smiled, "Now you know you're afraid?"

Mother Zhang did not speak.

Song Yiyan continued: "Why didn't you think about it at the beginning? Have you ever thought about what would I do if she was really Song Yan? Where should I go?"

"No," Zhang Ma comforted: "There are no such coincidences in the world, she is definitely not Song Yan."

Song Yan was already dead.

A dead person will not threaten Song Yiyan's position.

"Didn't you realize that she looks a lot like Zheng Mei?" Song Yiyan asked again.

Mother Zhang looked at Song Jing again.

At first glance, she didn't think the two looked alike, at least, at the first glance she saw Song Jing, she didn't think there was anything similar between the two.

But looking at it now, there is indeed a bit of a resemblance between the two.

"Miss, you read it wrong, they don't look alike at all."

"Really?" Song Yiyan seemed to grab the last straw.

"real."

Song Yiyan breathed a sigh of relief, tried her best to suppress all her emotions, and walked downstairs.

Seeing Song Yiyan coming down alone, Zheng Mei asked curiously, "Where's your grandma?"

Song Yiyan's tone was gentle, "Grandma, she must be feeling a little unwell and fell asleep. I knocked on the door and she didn't respond."

Zheng Mei nodded, "Then let your grandma sleep for a while."

"Um."

Song Yiyan walked to Song Yu and sat down, smiled and said, "Sister Yu, if I remember correctly, you should be in your third year of high school this year, right?"

"Yes." Song Jing nodded slightly.

Hearing this, Song Boyang asked curiously, "Yiyan, you two know each other?"

Song Yiyan smiled and said, "Sister 婳婳 is what my mother and I met in Jiangcheng."

"So it is."

Song Yiyan looked at Song Wei, and then asked: "Then, sister, why are you free to come to the capital at this time? The third year of high school at this stage should be the busiest time."

The students of the third year of high school live at the speed of life and death every day.

This remark also implies that Song Jing is not self-motivated and does not take learning seriously at all.

Sure enough, when he heard this sentence, Song Boyang raised his head and looked at Song Wei with a little more consideration.

"I came to the capital on leave." Song Yu said.

Asking for leave to come to Beijing?

As a student, the most important thing is to study hard, but Song Wei actually took a leave of absence to come to Beijing to play.

Her attitude is too rude!

It is impossible for such a person to have any good grades.

Song Yiyan nodded, "So that's the way it is. Sister 婳婳, you finally came to the capital, but you must play more in the capital."

"Hmm." Song Jing's tone was light.

Song Yiyan continued: "Sister 婳婳, I took the college entrance examination last year. I still have a lot of college entrance examination materials and some important knowledge points I extracted myself. If you need it, I can find it and give it to you."

She is one sister, one sister, one sister. Her tone is gentle, but her words are like knives.

She is younger than Song Yu, but she must have been admitted to the university, what about Song Yu?

Song Jing is still in the third year of high school.

"Thank you," Song Jing declined, "I have already memorized almost all the knowledge points that should be memorized."

"That's such a pity." Song Yiyan had a look of regret in her eyes.

This made Boss Song Boyang unhappy, and continued: "Do you know what university my sister took the exam last year?"

"She ranked sixth in the national volume and second in Beijing, and was directly admitted to Qinghua University."

As an actor, Song Boyang is very proud to have such a scholar-tyrant sister.

What is   Song 婳.

She can test better than Song Yiyan?

A lot of people asked for Song Yiyan's review materials, but they couldn't get it, but Song Yu was so good, she actually refused!

This is somewhat of a mystery.

"Miss Song is very powerful." Song Jing's expression was light.

Song Yiyan smiled and said: "I am so good! There are many people who are more powerful than me. In my third year of high school, I was addicted to playing games, and I didn't read much. Now that I think about it, I regret it. Sister Hua is so beautiful. , the grades should be better than mine."

A good looking person is called a vase.

Song 婳 is a vase.

Not to mention the sixth place in the national paper, she is afraid that she will not even be able to pass the sixtieth place.

Song Jing smiled slightly, did not refute, just said: "Thank you Miss Song for the praise."

This.

seems a little too arrogant.

Song Boyang frowned slightly.

After all, in his heart, no one is as powerful as Song Yiyan.

Song 婳 is even worse than Song Yiyan.

But now, Song Wei is actually playing a big sword in Guandong in front of Song Yiyan.

For a while, Song Boyang's impression of Song Jing plummeted.

Song Boyuan smiled and said, "It's boring to talk about studying. Today, 婳婳 is a guest at our house. Let's talk about some light topics. 婳婳, where is your hometown?"

"I'm from Jiangcheng."

"What a coincidence, one of my classmates is also from Jiangcheng," Song Boyuan continued, "Are you surrounded by the sea?"

"Yeah." Song Jing nodded slightly, "We are not only surrounded by the sea, but also the scenery is very good, and there are many delicious food, welcome Song Erge to Jiangcheng to play."

At this moment, Song Yiyan winked at Song Boyang.

Then, he stood up and said, "Mom, let me go to the bathroom."

"Go." Zheng Mei said.

Soon after Song Yiyan left, Song Boyang stood up immediately, "Mom, I have to go to the bathroom too."

"go Go."

Song Boyang walked towards the bathroom.

At this moment, Song Yiyan stood at the entrance of the garden and waved at him, "This little brother."

Song Boyang walked over, "What's wrong, Yiyan?"

Song Yiyan smiled and said: "Little brother, you are quite smart, how did you know that you came out with me?"

"Am I a fool in your eyes?" Song Boyang patted Song Yiyan's head.

Song Yiyan stretched out her head and glanced inside, "Did you see it?"

"What do you see?" Song Boyang was a little curious.

Song Yiyan continued, "It's just Sister Poo! Don't you think Sister Poo looks familiar?"

"Really?" Song Boyang asked.

Seeing Song Boyang's reaction, Song Yiyan breathed a sigh of relief subconsciously, and continued, "Didn't I tell you yesterday that the second brother has someone he likes?"

"What do you mean?" Song Boyang frowned slightly, "You don't want to tell me that Song Jing is the person the second brother likes, right?"

"That's right." Song Yiyan nodded, "So, little brother, you have a better attitude towards sister 婳婳, maybe she will become our second sister-in-law in the future."

Second sister-in-law?

Song Boyang was very resistant to the word.

His original impression of Song Wei began to slowly decline. At this time, after hearing Song Yiyan's words, he even lost the slightest affection for Song Wei.

In this way, Song Yu is definitely not as simple as it seems.

Everything she did was probably aimed at Song Boyuan.

After all, no one will fall in love with someone after they have seen them once.

Obviously, this is what the other party used.

Seeing that Song Boyang had been silent, Song Yiyan pushed him, "Little brother, did you hear me?"

Song Boyang frowned slightly, and continued, "Yiyan, will you try to stay away from this Song Jing in the future?"

The goal was achieved, Song Yiyan was very happy, but she pretended to be surprised, "Ah? Why?"

Song Yiyan is too simple!

She was so simple that she couldn't even find out that others were using her.

Song Boyang continued: "She is close to you and your mother with a purpose."

The Song family has a great career, and Song Boyuan is a well-known great painter. If a person from a small family like Song Yu can marry Song Boyuan in one day, it will be a sparrow turning into a phoenix.

Song Boyang is in the entertainment industry, and he has seen everyone and every means.

He has seen countless material women like Song Yu.

He had a pair of piercing eyes early on.

"Little brother, you have misunderstood Sister Hua," Song Yiyan continued: "Sister Hua is not the kind of person you said, and she is already beautiful, so it's normal for the second brother to like her, let alone the second brother, Even I like her very much! Otherwise, I wouldn't have given her my review materials! It's a pity that Sister Huai didn't like her, she must have achieved better grades than me."

Song Boyang didn't think there was anything wrong with Song Yiyan's own filter for Song Yiyan, only that it was all Song Yu's problem.

Song 婳 should not reject Song Yiyan's kindness.

"She's already in her third year of high school, and she's still wandering outside, how can such a person get better grades!" Song Boyang's tone was full of disgust, "A person like her can only change her fate by marrying someone."

Many girls think so.

Therefore, some gold worshippers are even willing to marry someone who is several rounds older than them.

Obviously, Song Yu is such a person.

"Little brother, why are you so hostile to Sister Jingu?" Song Yiyan frowned in displeasure.

"My silly sister," Song Boyang was very helpless looking at Song Yiyan like this, "When the time comes, they will sell it to you, and you will count the money for them!"

In terms of scheming, where is Song Yiyan's opponent?

If I want Song Yiyan not to suffer, I can only let Song Yiyan see Song Yi's true face early.

Song Yiyan smiled all over her face, "I think little brother, you are acting too much, right? In real life, where can there be so many scheming girls as you said."

The simpler Song Yiyan is, the more worried Song Boyang is.

Seeing Song Yiyan like this, Song Boyang sighed helplessly.

I just hate that Song Yiyan doesn't have a heart.

Song Boyang continued: "Do you know what Song Jing's reaction was when she saw me just now?"

"Are you particularly excited?" Of course Song Yiyan knew what Song Jing's expression was when she saw Song Boyang, so she deliberately said the opposite.

Excited?

Thinking of Song Jing's reaction, Song Boyang had a mocking look on his face, "It's like she doesn't know me."

"No way?" Song Yiyan covered her mouth with her hands, "Little brother, sister 婳婳 doesn't know you?"

This is incredible too!

There are people who don't know the best actor.

is definitely installed.

At that time, Song Boyang didn't think so much, but now he understands everything, "Song Hua must be pretending, how could she not know me? She just wanted to attract my attention! This kind of person is really scary. !"

The key is that her acting skills are still very good, and she didn't let the actor Song Boyang see the slightest flaw.

Now that I think about it, I’m really scared!

Luckily, I discovered Song Jing's true face in time.

"It shouldn't be so," Song Yiyan continued: "little brother, it's not that everyone is chasing stars, maybe sister Huahua really doesn't know you. Don't take things so absolute. I believe sister Huahua, she is absolutely Not that kind of person."

A girl as simple as Song Yiyan is really rare in this world. At least Song Boyang has never seen it before. Song Boyang touched Song Yiyan's head and shook his head helplessly, "You little fool."

"I'm not a little fool," Song Yiyan pouted, "Little brother, don't look down on people."

Song Boyang chuckled softly, "Aren't you a fool?"

As long as Song Yiyan had some scheming, she would not have been deceived so badly by Song Wei.

Song Yiyan looked at Song Boyang and said seriously: "Little brother, I can guarantee with my personality that Sister Hua is definitely not the kind of person you said! You can believe me once, even if you don't believe me, you have to Believe the second brother's eyesight, do you think the second brother will fall in love with a scheming girl at first sight?"

"Why not, do you think your second brother is not stupid?" Song Boyang asked back.

"Second brother is not stupid, second brother has good eyesight, you see how good-looking Sister Huan is!" Having said this, Song Yiyan's eyes were full of light, "Little brother, you have seen more beautiful than Sister Hulu. girl?"

Hearing this, Song Boyang sneered, "What's the use of being beautiful? Beauty is in the bones but not the skin."

In the living room.

Zheng Mei couldn't help but turn around and murmured, "Why did these two children go to the bathroom for so long?"

After the words fell, Zheng Mei looked at the servant next to her, "Xiaohua, go see if the old lady is awake? If she is awake, tell her that the guest is here."

"Good lady." The servant nodded and walked upstairs.

Just at this time, Song Yiyan came, "Sister Hua, let me call grandma."

Hearing this, the servant looked at Zheng Mei.

Zheng Mei said: "Let the lady go."

The servant then stopped.

Song Yiyan raised her feet and walked upstairs.

Zheng Mei suddenly remembered something, "Yiyan, where is your little brother?"

"Brother seems to be answering the phone." Song Yiyan replied.

Zheng Mei nodded.

Soon, Song Yiyan came upstairs and knocked on the door.

"What's the matter?" Mrs. Song's voice came from inside.

Song Yiyan's voice was very gentle, "Grandma, it's me."

"Say."

Song Yiyan knew that Mrs. Song didn't want to see her, so she continued, "Grandma, I made hibiscus cake, would you like to go downstairs to eat some?"

"I'm not hungry." Mrs. Song replied.

Song Yiyan knew this was the result, and squinted her eyes and said, "Grandma, sister 婳婳 is here, she is so beautiful, we will go shopping in a while, do you want to go downstairs to see sister 婳婳?"

Song Yiyan deliberately called out intimacy, and even told the lie that she wanted to go shopping with Song Wei.

Because she knows.

Mrs. Song hated her the most, and also hated her friends.

Sure enough, Mrs. Song continued, "I'm tired."

"Grandma, don't you really want to go downstairs to have a look?" Song Yiyan continued, "I promise you will fall in love with Sister Poe when you see her."

Mrs. Song in the house stopped talking.

The goal of    was achieved, Song Yiyan curled the corners of her lips, and continued, "Since grandma, you don't want to see me, then I'll go down first."

After   , Song Yiyan turned around and walked downstairs.

Seeing that Song Yiyan came down alone again, Zheng Mei asked with some concern, "Is your grandma alright?"

"It's okay, don't worry," Song Yiyan smiled slightly, "She just didn't sleep well last night."

Hearing this sentence, Zheng Mei breathed a sigh of relief.

Upstairs.

Mrs. Song sat on the hanging chair on the balcony, recalling what Song Yiyan said, she felt something was wrong.

Who is it?

Why is Song Yiyan so affectionate?

Zheng Mei is an honest man, what if he is deceived?

Think about this.

Mrs. Song immediately stood up from the hanging chair and walked downstairs.

She wanted to see where the divine came from.

The most important thing is that Zheng Mei said last night that the little girl is prettier than Meng Qingfan.

Meng Qingfan is the goddess of Mrs. Song.

Is there really someone more beautiful than their goddess?

Furthermore, what if this 'Meng Qingfan' and Song Yiyan are in the same group?

Zheng Mei was chatting with Song Jing, and when she heard footsteps, she looked up and said with a smile, "Mom, you're down."

Hearing this, the smile on Song Yiyan's face stiffened for a moment, and then looked back.

The whole person is even worse.

is actually Mrs. Song.

This **** old woman!

Why did she come down?

The old lady Song leaned on the dragon head crutches, with a kind smile on her face, "I heard that there are guests at home, so I'll take a look."

Seeing Mrs. Song, Song Jing immediately stood up from the sofa, "Hello, old lady, I'm Song Jing."

The old lady Song looked at Song Jing, her eyes were full of astonishment.

This little girl is so pretty!

Those eyebrows and eyes are like those engraved by the most beautiful artists.

No wonder Zheng Mei gives such a high rating!

Song Jing is indeed prettier than Meng Qingfan.

"The little girl's surname is Song Wa," Old Madam Song said with a smile, "Then maybe we were still a family five hundred years ago."

Zheng Mei continued: "Mom, you can just call her 婳婳."

"Is that the 婳 next to the female character?" Mrs. Song then asked.

Song Jing nodded slightly, "Yes old lady."

"Hey," Mrs. Song held Song Yu's hand with one hand, looked at Song Yu, and felt that this child was simply grown in her aesthetics, "What is the name of the old lady, just call her grandma."

It was as if Song Jing was her own granddaughter.

Song Yiyan stood aside, but became a superfluous person.

Song Jing smiled and said, "Grandma."

This grandma can be said to have reached the heart of Mrs. Song.

She really likes this little girl so much.

I wish Song Yu was his own granddaughter.

She can tell at a glance that Song Jing and Song Yiyan are not the same person.

This little girl looks pure at first glance, especially with a pair of clear peach blossom eyes.

Unlike Song Yiyan, who has an unpleasant look on her face, she looks like someone who bullied her all day long, red eyes and crying if she doesn't understand, old lady Song is really disgusted.

Mrs. Song immediately took off the bracelet from her hand, and was about to put it on Song Wei's hand, "Grandma didn't prepare a gift for you today. You keep this bracelet, it's not a valuable thing, and you shouldn't dislike it."

"Grandma, I can't accept this," Song Jing declined. "If you're so polite, I'll be embarrassed to come play at home next time."

Although she also likes the kind-hearted old man in front of her very much, she must not accept such an expensive gift when they meet for the first time.

"婳婳, if you don't accept it, grandma will be angry!" Mrs. Song said with a stern face.

Song Jing smiled and said, "Then grandma, you definitely don't want me to come back next time."

"Okay, okay, I can't tell you anything," Mrs. Song reluctantly took back the bracelet, "Then you have to remember to come to Grandma to play more in the future."

"Yes." Song Jing nodded slightly.

Song Yiyan watched this scene, her hand hidden in her sleeve clenched into a fist.

Damn old woman.

What does she mean?

When she grew up so big, the old woman gave her a longevity lock, which was given to her when she was one year old.

But I only saw Song Yu for the first time today, and the dead old woman gave such a precious bracelet.

Is she so eccentric?

Funny!

That's ridiculous!

Zhang Ma, who was beside her, was also very uncomfortable.

makes my daughter feel wronged.

During lunch, Mrs. Song specially asked Song Yan to sit next to her.

That is the treatment Song Yiyan has never enjoyed.

"婳婳, you see that you are thin, remember to eat more." Mrs. Song kept helping Song Yu with dishes.

Soon, Song Yu's bowls were piled up into a hill.

The old man even peeled the shrimp for Song Jing.

Her love for Song Yu couldn't be hidden.

After a while, Mrs. Song continued, "婳婳, how old are you this year?"

"eighteen."

Mrs. Song suddenly felt sad, "If my eldest granddaughter is not lost, she will be eighteen this year."

The eldest granddaughter?

Hearing this sentence, Song Yiyan felt even more uncomfortable.

If Song Yan is the eldest granddaughter, then what is she?

What does it mean to die an old woman before an outsider?

Embarrass yourself?

After the words fell, the old lady Song asked again: "婳婳, what month is your birthday?"

Song Jing replied, "Birthday in August."

August?

Mrs. Song frowned slightly, her Yanyan was the first month of her birthday.

In this way, the birthday dates are a little off.

Hearing this sentence, Song Yiyan's heart trembled.

Well, why did Mrs. Song ask Song Jing's birthday?

Could it be that she has discovered something?

Mother Zhang also noticed this problem and turned her head to look at Song Yu.

But fortunately.

Song 婳's birthday is wrong.

However, one thing is right.

When she threw Song Ye away, the date of birth written on the note was August.

Difficulty.

Is Song Yan really Song Yan?

Thinking of this, Ma Zhang's hand shook, and the plate in her hand just fell to the ground.

Snapped--

Mother Zhang reacted immediately, "Old lady, I'm sorry."

Zheng Mei never bothered with the servants, and said with a smile, "It's fine if you're okay."

Mrs. Song frowned slightly and looked at Zhang Ma, "What's going on?"

Zhang Ma's eyes were a little red, "I'm sorry old lady, I, I will pay attention."

Song Yiyan was very anxious.

This is something that is more than successful.

I hope it doesn't arouse the suspicion of the dead old woman.

"Someone in the family bullied you?" Mrs. Song then asked.

She subconsciously felt that something was wrong.

Because Zhang Ma has always been a stable person in her impression.

"No, no."

Mother Zhang's voice was very low.

"Old lady, you misunderstood, no one in the family bullied Sister Zhang," Sister Li, who had a good relationship with Zhang's mother, stood up and said, "Sister Zhang was wronged at home."

Said, she pushed up Zhang Ma's sleeves, "Look, this is all her man's fight! As long as her man drinks, he will not recognize his six relatives. Sister Zhang is too pitiful."

Beneath the sleeves, Ma Zhang's arms were covered with bruises and contusions.

is unbearable to look at.

Even Song Yiyan frowned slightly.

Mrs. Song continued, "It's all like this, why don't you consider divorce?"

Mother Zhang said: "I can only blame my bad life."

She cannot get a divorce.

If she gets divorced, what if that rotten gambler finds out about Song Yiyan's existence?

Little fairies, good morning duck~

See you tomorrow~

(end of this chapter)