Chapter 122： 123: Annoy Song Hua, let's play in the mud!

Chapter 122 123: Annoy Song Yu, go play in the mud!

so.

No matter what grievances she suffered at home, Mrs. Zhang endured it.

She will not complain, let alone divorce.

to blame.

can only blame her for her bad life.

Zhang's only fortunate thing now is to let her daughter escape from this bitter sea.

She can suffer, but not her daughter.

Every time she experiences domestic violence, Ma Zhang will think of Song Yiyan. As long as she thinks of Song Yiyan's smile, she is not afraid of anything.

"Fate is bad?" Madam Song frowned when she heard this and said, "Fate is in your own hands. As long as you don't compromise yourself, no one can make you compromise. If you don't dare to take the initiative to ask for divorce If so, I can support you!"

What Mrs. Song hated most in her life was women who beat men.

As a man.

You can be incompetent and incompetent, but if you have nothing and beat women, then you are not worthy of being a human being.

Hearing this, Sister Li was very happy. She felt that Ma Zhang would be able to get out of the sea of ​​misery immediately, and immediately said: "Sister Zhang, did you hear what the old lady said? Her old man can support you!"

Mrs. Song was a soldier when she was young, and she has a great background.

When Ma Zhang heard these words, there was no joy on her face, "Thank you old lady for your kindness, but no need. I-I don't want to get a divorce."

Mrs. Song was very puzzled.

Not only Mrs. Song, but also the other people at the table were very puzzled.

A person who has experienced domestic violence, when someone offered to rescue her, she refused.

Is this an addiction to domestic violence?

"why?"

Ma Zhang's eyes were slightly red, "My man and I are from the same village. In our place, divorced women are to be scolded, not only for themselves, but also for their family's face. So. I can't get a divorce. I can't embarrass my family. I know you have a good heart, old lady, but I really can't get a divorce."

Hearing this, Mrs. Song frowned slightly.

What age is it, there is still such a thing.

"Then do you know that domestic violence is against the law?" Mrs. Song continued: "You are good at everything, but it will only make your man more and more excessive. Even if you don't get a divorce, you should learn to use legal means to protect it. Own."

Ma Zhang shook her head, "Actually, my man didn't mean to hit me, he just drank too much. I've been married to him for so many years, I know he's not a bad guy, he just can't control himself. I, I can forgive me. his."

Hearing this, Mrs. Song immediately felt no sympathy for Ma Zhang.

In the end.

She has come this far, and it is entirely her fault.

The marriage is not divorced, and the police do not report it.

also refused help from others.

In other words, it was her bottomless tolerance that made her man beat and scold unscrupulously.

"Then if I say something bad, you deserve it." Mrs. Song said mercilessly.

Deserves to be beaten by a man.

After the words fell, Mrs. Song picked up the chopsticks, "Let's continue to eat."

Zheng Mei was still a little uncomfortable, "Well, Ma Zhang, don't you really need help?"

She could not see others suffering like this.

"No need, I don't want to lose my man."

What    said, even Sister Li couldn't listen to her anymore.

"Sister Zhang, the old lady and the lady have already told you to help you. What are you afraid of? Two-legged toads are hard to find, and two-legged men are not everywhere. Why do you have to do this to yourself?"

Sister Li even began to wonder if this mother had any masochistic tendencies.

Mother Zhang lowered her head and didn't speak, and began to clean up the debris on the ground.

Song Yiyan glanced at Zhang's mother who was picking up the pieces without a trace, and heaved a sigh of relief.

fine.

Fortunately, it did not arouse the suspicion of the dead old woman.

Mrs. Song gave Song Yu a bowl of soup, "Come here to drink soup, let's not affect our mood because of these little things."

"Thank you grandma."

The old and the young get along very harmoniously.

seems a little redundant to others.

Especially Song Yiyan.

Song Yiyan could not wait to bite a silver tooth and vomited blood.

This dead old woman, let her serious granddaughter dislike her, and like a wild girl with an unjustified name.

is so eccentric.

She can see that this dead old woman is prejudiced against her, no matter what she does, the dead old woman will not recognize her.

Song Yiyan lowered her eyes, a somewhat sad look overflowing from her eyes.

This scene made Song Boyang very distressed.

After all, Song Yiyan is the younger sister he holds in his palm.

He couldn't see Song Yiyan being so wronged.

"Come on Yiyan, eat this, it's delicious." Song Boyang gave Song Yiyan some vegetables and put them in the bowl in front of her.

Song Yiyan looked at the dishes in the bowl, but she didn't have the slightest appetite.

As long as she thought that Song Jing might **** away what belonged to her at any time, she felt uncomfortable.

She hated old lady Song.

She hated Zheng Mei even more.

Zheng Mei is not worthy of being a mother at all.

Since you have decided to adopt her, you should treat her like a daughter and love her. What is this now?

Zheng Mei was looking for Song Yan anxiously while talking about taking her as her biological daughter.

what is this?

Funny!

is simply ridiculous.

Over the years, she has treated Song Xiuwei and Zheng Mei as filial as her biological parents, and she studied hard just to gain their approval.

But what did Song Xiuwei and Zheng Mei do?

They never took themselves as their own daughters from beginning to end.

's face of benevolence, righteousness and morality is hypocritical to the extreme.

nausea!

Song Boyang stretched his hand under the table and quietly took Song Yiyan's hand.

Song Yiyan looked back at Song Boyang in surprise.

Song Boyang smiled at her and whispered: "Yiyan, don't worry, no matter what happens, you will always be my sister, my favorite sister."

He will always protect Song Yiyan.

"Thank you little brother."

"Silly girl." Song Boyang squeezed Song Yiyan's hand.

Song Boyuan next to    noticed the interaction between the two and frowned slightly.

No wonder Mrs. Song kept Song Boyang and Song Yiyan at a distance.

The two adults who are adults, not to mention that they are not related by blood, even if they are brothers and sisters, it should be enough.

After dinner.

Song Boyuan found Song Boyang.

"Boyuan."

"What's wrong?" Song Boyang looked at Song Boyuan.

"You" Song Boyuan looked at Song Boyang, pondering the words in his heart, not knowing how to speak.

Seeing that Song Boyuan had been silent, Song Boyang continued: "Don't talk about me, second brother, you really don't see people very well!"

"Me?" Song Boyuan pointed at himself.

Song Boyang nodded, "Who else is there besides you?"

"What's wrong with me?" Song Boyuan then asked.

Song Boyang promised Song Yiyan that he would keep the secret, so he naturally couldn't tell Song Yiyan.

"I saw it in your studio, the girl in the painting is Song Yu, right?"

"When did you see it?" Song Boyuan asked.

Song Boyang put his hand on Song Boyuan's shoulder, "Don't care when I saw it, just answer me, right?"

"It's her." Song Boyuan nodded.

"So I said, you can't see people well, how could you fall in love with her?" Song Boyang said.

Hearing this, Song Boyuan widened his eyes and explained, "You misunderstood, I don't like Song Jing that kind of thing."

"If you like it, you can also categorize it?" Song Boyang laughed.

Obviously Song Boyuan was embarrassed to admit it.

After the words fell, Song Boyang continued: "Song Bo is not as simple and beautiful as you look. She is close to you and her mother with a purpose. If you really like her, I advise you to stop your losses in time."

"You really misunderstood, I don't have that kind of liking for Song Wei," Song Boyuan said: "I treat her like Yiyan, it's the kind of brother's appreciation for his sister, not some messy feelings."

Having said this, Song Boyuan said again: "Also, Song Wei didn't approach me on purpose, we met by chance. Boyang, you don't know much about her, you only met today, so don't draw conclusions."

Song Boyang laughed outright, "What age are you still talking about my brother and sister with me? Also, if she didn't have a scheming, how could it make you unforgettable?"

If Song Boyuan doesn't like Song Wei, how can he defend Song Wei?

"It's not unforgettable at first sight, I just think she is very friendly, Sister Guomin, you know? I just think she is more friendly than Sister Guomin."

There are two national sisters in the entertainment industry.

One is Lu Jing, who debuted as a child star.

The other is Song Yiyan.

But Song Yiyan is called the national sister because of her relationship with the movie emperor Song Boyang.

"Okay, okay, second brother, don't explain it, I just remind you not to be deceived by someone with a heart."

Song Boyuan has never been in contact with girls, so he may subconsciously feel that all girls are as innocent and kind as Song Yiyan.

Actually not.

Thinking about this, Song Boyang then added: "Second brother, don't think too kind of people, and don't think Song Wei is a good person."

After   , Song Boyang turned around and left.

Song Boyuan looked at his back and was speechless.

This trouble made him forget the business.

He originally wanted to remind Song Boyang to keep a distance from Song Yiyan.

living room.

Mrs. Song brought fruit to Song Yu.

"婳婳, try this Garbo fruit. It's sweet."

Song Jing took the Jiabao fruit and took a sip.

"Is it delicious?" Mrs. Song asked.

"It's delicious." Song Jing nodded.

Mrs. Song immediately asked the servant to wash a little more and send it over.

Song Yiyan sat aside, squinting her eyes.

Song 婳 is really a good trick.

actually coaxed Mrs. Song so happily, she had never seen Mrs. Song like this.

But it’s normal to think about it.

Song 婳 is just a little village girl.

Before that, she should have never eaten the expensive Jiabao fruit. She finally met such a wealthy family as the Song family. Of course, she must carefully curry favor with Mrs. Song.

Who can refuse this dreadful wealth?

The old lady Song turned around to get the fruit for Song Yu, and suddenly met Song Yiyan's snake-like eyes, and she was a little unhappy.

Song Yiyan is like that.

Likes to stare at others negatively, without everyone's demeanor.

Mrs. Song brought a piece of watermelon to Song Yu, and then said, "婳婳, how is your relationship with Yiyan?"

"Well, in general." Song Jing answered truthfully.

She didn't want to lie to Mrs. Song.

"It's normal in general," Mrs. Song patted Song Jing's hand and said in a low voice, "You, you are not the same as her."

If Song Xiuwei and Zheng Mei adopted Song Wei at the beginning, she would definitely not hate it.

Mrs. Song didn't say anything, and continued: "By the way, where do you live in Jiangcheng, leave an address, and grandma will find you to play with. Don't look at grandma's age, but grandma is old-fashioned. Not old, grandma will always be eighteen years old psychologically. Then let's eat hot pot and drink milk tea together!"

The other things don't matter to Song Yu, but when she heard the three words drink milk tea, Song Yu's eyes lit up, "Okay! Grandma, then I will invite you and Jiangcheng to drink the best milk tea."

"Let's pull the hook!" Mrs. Song immediately stretched out her pinky to Song Yan.

It is said that old children are old children. Mrs. Song is in her 80s this year, but she is not like a child.

Song Jing also stretched out her pinky finger.

The old lady Song said with a smile: "The hook cannot be changed for a hundred years."

"Whoever changes is a little dog." Song Jing replied.

One old and one young, smiling and smiling, this picture is surprisingly warm, even Song Boyuan, who was standing by the side, curved his lips.

One second ago, he was still suffering from the lack of material and inspiration.

Now.

He thinks he already has good material.

Song Yiyan raised her head to look at Song Boyuan, her eyes full of resentment.

she knows.

This home has no place for her.

Now all eyes belong to Song Jing.

Slut!

Song 婳 is a bitch!

In the afternoon, Song Yu said goodbye.

Mrs. Song was very reluctant to part with her, "婳婳, stay for dinner and then go."

Zheng Mei also felt that the day went by too fast, "Your grandma is right, 婳婳 stay and go back after dinner, and I will ask the driver to take you back after eating."

Seeing the reluctance of Mrs. Song and Zheng Meiyi, Song Boyang frowned slightly.

also felt that what these two did was really inappropriate.

After all, Mrs. Song has a granddaughter, and Zheng Mei also has a daughter. What is the matter with dragging someone else's daughter reluctantly?

have to say.

Song 婳's method is really too clever.

If we let the situation develop, they will be counted by Song Yu sooner or later.

Song Boyang frowned without a trace.

"Grandma, Aunt Song, if you come again next time, I will definitely stay for dinner. I have something to do in a while, but I really have to go back today."

Hearing that Song Yu said there was still something to do, Mrs. Song didn't do much to keep her back. She seemed to suddenly remember something, "婳婳, let's add a WeChat. If I go to Jiangcheng then, I will contact you on WeChat in advance."

The old lady Song said that she went to Jiangcheng to play with Song Jing, which was definitely not just talking.

She is really going to Jiangcheng.

Life is alive, confidants are hard to meet.

Although there is a big age gap between her and Song Yu, the communication between them is barrier-free.

Song Jing took out her phone, "I'll scan you."

drops.

WeChat scan.

Seeing Mrs. Song's WeChat name, Song Jing couldn't help but frown.

The elderly are really old-fashioned.

I saw that the old man's WeChat name is [It's Song Damei! 】

"What are you laughing at?" Old Mrs. Song continued: "Grandma, I'm not bragging. I think when my grandma was young, the people who chased me could go around the capital several times hand in hand!"

At the end, Mrs. Song raised her head proudly and continued, "By the way, grandma also has a nickname called Song Meiren."

The pear vortex at the corner of Song Yu's mouth was shallow, "What a coincidence, grandma's nickname is the same as mine."

Same nickname?

Song 婳 is also called Song Meiren?

Hearing this, Song Yiyan's eyes were full of sarcasm, this Song Wei really knew how to do it.

He can even say such nonsense as a nickname.

Do you really think everyone is a fool?

Hearing the words, the old lady Song said in surprise: "Really? You are also called Song Meiren?"

Song Jing raised her eyebrows slightly, "Don't I look good?"

"It looks good," Mrs. Song nodded. "It looks better than when grandma was young."

pity.

Song 婳 is not her granddaughter.

If Song Jing was her granddaughter, she would laugh out loud in her dreams.

"Song Dabei, then I'll go first. Welcome you, auntie, and three older brothers and Yiyan to Jiangcheng to play."

"Well, definitely go." Mrs. Song nodded.

After saying goodbye, Song Jing turned and left.

Mrs. Song stared at her back for a long time.

Suddenly, she turned her head to look at Zheng Mei, and continued: "This child is really good!"

It is not easy to get the approval of Mrs. Song.

Song Po is one of the few.

Zheng Mei smiled and said, "So now you believe she is better-looking than Meng Qingfan?"

"I believe it!" Mrs. Song nodded.

Song Boyang came over at this time, "Grandma, Mom, you know people and faces but don't know your heart. Some people wear beautiful skins, but they just don't do anything. Don't be deceived."

Mrs. Song frowned slightly, turned her head to look at Song Boyang, "Speak clearly."

"What to say clearly?" Song Boyang couldn't understand what Mrs. Song meant for a while.

Mrs. Song continued: "You must pay attention to evidence when you speak and do things. It's not okay to spit people out. What's wrong with you, let you say that about him?"

Having said that, Mrs. Song glanced at Song Yiyan, "Is there still someone talking in front of you?"

Song Yiyan immediately clarified: "Grandma, I don't have one."

Did she do anything? Why did Mrs. Song think of her first.

Is this fair to her?

"Did I call your name?" Mrs. Song continued, "So anxious to be seated?"

Song Yiyan was so wronged that her eyes turned red all of a sudden.

Mrs. Song frowned without a trace, and continued: "Bo Yang, you are already an adult, you should have the ability to distinguish right from wrong, and you should also have your own judgment. Listen to what other people say! Big man, his ears are so soft, if it spreads out, it will make people laugh!"

"No one said anything to me. I have eyes, so I can tell the difference between good and bad." Song Boyang was very dissatisfied with Mrs. Song's attitude towards Song Yiyan, "It's grandma, you should take a closer look to see who has a heart and who is The one who truly honors you. Good words are warm in winter, bad words hurt people in June and cold!"

Why does Mrs. Song suspect Song Yiyan?

After all, Song Yiyan didn't say anything bad about Song Wei from beginning to end.

It was Song 婳. It was estimated that he had played a lot of right and wrong in front of Mrs. Song. Otherwise, Mrs. Song would not be so embarrassed by Song Yiyan.

"Are you teaching me to do things?" Mrs. Song frowned.

Zheng Mei knew that the old lady was really angry, and immediately said: "Boyang, why are you talking to your grandma! Please apologize to grandma!"

Mrs. Song hates the kind of younger generation who have no respect.

Song Boyang was also a little angry with the old lady Song, "Grandma, I'm sorry. I don't choose what to say. Don't care about me."

Mrs. Song glanced at Song Boyang, and without saying anything, turned around and walked upstairs.

Out of sight out of mind.

After Mrs. Song left, Zheng Mei continued: "Boyang, when you talk to your grandma in the future, remember to be careful, don't be big or small, and say anything."

"I can't hold back!" Song Boyang continued: "Mom, I tell you very solemnly, Song Wei is definitely approaching you with a purpose, and you should stop contacting her in the future."

"I don't think 婳婳 is that kind of person!" Zheng Mei said.

Song Yiyan came over at this time, "Little brother, you really misunderstood Sister Hua, she is really a very good girl, otherwise grandma wouldn't like her so much, I've never seen grandma like her so much. One person."

A sentence has two meanings.

On the surface, this sentence is to praise Song Wei, but in fact it alludes to Song Wei's scheming.

If Song Yu had no scheming, she wouldn't have coaxed old Mrs. Song to like her so much.

After all, Mrs. Song is a eccentric old lady.

Speaking of the end, Song Yiyan bowed her head aggrievedly, "Like me, I will never get my grandma's favor."

I almost cried.

Zheng Mei felt very distressed and held Song Yiyan's hand, "Stupid child, don't think like that, your grandma is actually hard-mouthed and soft-hearted, she doesn't hate you."

Song Boyang continued: "Who made you less scheming than Song Po! If you had half of Song Po's scheming, you wouldn't be what you are now."

One sentence made Zheng Mei stunned.

Originally, she hadn't thought about it that much.

Before Zheng Mei could react, Song Boyang continued: "Mom, you know more than anything about what kind of family our family is. You have not seen how many gold-loving women want to marry into our family over the years. Someone wants to post our dad upside down!"

Having said this, Song Boyang paused, and said earnestly: "Yiyan is so well-behaved and sensible that she can't get her grandma's approval. Song Huan didn't come for a long time, so she made her worry so much, don't you really think about why? ?"

Zheng Mei was stunned, then turned to look at Song Boyang, "But I also like 婳婳! Boyang, are you thinking too much?"

She doesn't look like that kind of person to Song Jing.

"Then think about it, why do you like Song Jing?" Song Boyang asked.

Zheng Mei shook her head, "I don't know, I just like it inexplicably, I think she has a fate with me."

"The problem of inexplicable liking is very serious, which shows that Song Hua must have used some means. In short, Song Hua is definitely not a simple girl. You should stop contacting her in the future. As for grandma, you have to persuade her more. Point. Our family can't be polluted by this kind of person!"

Zheng Mei froze in place, replaying the experience of acquaintance with Song Wei in her mind.

Could it be that this was really a planned encounter?

Song 婳 is really that kind of scheming girl?

Song Yiyan saw that the heat was almost over, she took Zheng Mei's hand and said, "Mom, don't listen to my brother's nonsense! Sister 婳婳 is not that kind of person!"

Looking at the innocent Song Yiyan, Song Boyang shook his head helplessly.

Song Jing just walked out the door when she saw a Maybach parked there.

The man was leaning against the door.

Holding the cigarette in his left hand, he handed it to his mouth.

Thin lips were holding a cigarette, and his face was blurred by the curls of disgust.

Black windbreaker, wrapped in the autumn breeze, with a three-point chill, the whole body reveals the vibe of a tyrant who does not allow strangers to enter.

Three points cold.

If you let someone you don’t know meet, no one will believe that this is actually Jiangcheng’s famous waste.

Seeing the girl's figure, Yu Tingzhi immediately put the cigarette in his hand on the trash can next to him.

"Cold?"

In the early autumn of the capital, the fallen leaves turn yellow, and in the absence of the sun, the temperature can drop to below zero.

There is no sun in the capital today.

"Cold." Song Jing nodded. She has a physique that is afraid of the cold. As long as it is a little cold, her hands and feet will be cold.

Yu Tingzhi, like a conjurer, took out a cup of hot milk tea from the pocket of his coat, "Here."

Seeing the milk tea, Song Jing frowned and reached out to take it.

In fact, the happiness of girls is very simple.

Ice cream in midsummer.

Hot milk tea in cold winter.

Handed the milk tea to her, and Yu Tingzhi opened the passenger's door again.

Song Jing leaned into the car.

The car did not turn off, and the temperature of the air conditioner was very high.

As soon as she got in the car, Song Jing took off her jacket, found a comfortable sitting position, and leaned on the back of the seat.

"How is Grandpa Yu today?" Song Jing took a sip of milk tea and asked.

"The situation is okay, but it's easier to get sleepy than the previous two days."

Song Jing nodded slightly, "Then let's go to the hospital first."

"Um."

Song Family Manor is some distance from the hospital.

It was not until an hour later that the car stopped at the entrance of the hospital.

When Song Jing arrived at the ward, Mr. Yu just woke up.

Seeing Song Yan, Mr. Yu smiled and said, "Here comes!"

"Grandpa Yu, how do you feel?" Song Jing asked.

"Very good, I can eat, drink and sleep."

Song Jing nodded slightly, and reached out to take the pulse of Mr. Yu.

During the    period, Yu Tingzhi stood quietly.

Until Song Jing let go of Old Master Yu's hand.

Mr. Yu looked at Yu Tingzhi, "Tingzhi, why didn't you go out with your dad and the others?"

Mr. Yu has already taken care of all the property.

A total of three servings.

Two sons and one daughter, two sons and one daughter, no one treated anyone badly.

Yu Zhihong called all his sons out today because he wanted to share a share of the shares given by the old man, but he didn't expect that Yu Tingzhi didn't go.

"Too lazy to go." Yu Tingzhi said.

Mr. Yu continued: "Do you know what your dad asked you to do today?"

"I know." Yu Tingzhi nodded slightly, "But I'm not interested in those things."

Mr. Yu sighed helplessly.

He was a little anxious.

Simply, Yu Tingzhi met a good girl who was willing to believe him.

Song Jing continued, "Grandpa Yu, remember to take your medicine on time and measure your blood pressure on time, and you can be discharged in one week."

"Really?" Hearing this, Mr. Yu was very excited.

After paying attention in the hospital for so long, Mr. Yu wanted to be discharged from the hospital in his dreams.

"Yes." Song Jing nodded.

Mr. Yu looked at Song Yu with a smile on his face, "婳婳, Grandpa doesn't even know how to thank you."

If it wasn't for Song Yu, maybe he would be gone now.

"You are Brother Yu's grandfather, this is what I should do."

Yu Tingzhi, who was pouring water, was stunned.

Brother Yu.

Never called him that.

Very strange feeling.

is clearly a very simple name, but it feels like an electric shock in my heart, Ma Ma Su Su.

just think

Listen again.

Mr. Yu smiled and said, "It is Tingzhi's blessing to have you. It is also the blessing of our Yu family."

Dangdangdang.

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

Yu Tingzhi put down the water glass and went to open the door.

Two doctors in white coats stood outside the door.

"Is Miss Song here?"

Yu Tingzhi nodded slightly, "It's inside, please come in."

The two walked in with their feet raised.

"婳婳, I'm looking for you."

Song Jing raised her eyes slightly.

The two doctors walked over with a smile and shook hands with Song Jing, "Hello, Miss Song. I'm Quan Zhibin, and this is my colleague Zheng Yuehe."

In front of this little girl who was younger than them and had less seniority than them, the two doctors had a respectful look on their faces, and they did not dare to slack off.

After all, this one is really amazing!

"Doctor Quan, Dr. Zheng."

Quan Zhibin continued, "Miss Song, can you take a step to speak?"

"Yes." Song Jing nodded slightly, then looked at Yu Tingzhi, "Then I'll go out first."

Yu Tingzhi's thin lips parted lightly, "I'll wait for you."

Song Jing followed Quan Zhibin and Zheng Yuehe to the office.

Quan Zhibin then explained his intention, "That's Miss Song, about Mr. Yu's surgery, we have two questions to ask you, I wonder if you can spare any money?"

"Yes." Song Jing nodded slightly.

Hearing the words, both of them were stunned.

No one thought that Song Jing was so generous.

You must know that every doctor has his own specialties and excels. Generally, few famous doctors are willing to share their success with others.

Because there is a saying that the disciple of the church starves to death the master.

For example, Mengkong was very concerned about others stealing teachers.

I thought that Song Yu would also mind such a thing, but she did not expect Song Yu to agree directly.

She didn't seem to take it to heart.

"Really?" Quan Zhibin asked in disbelief.

Song Jing nodded slightly, "If you have any questions, feel free to ask."

Hearing this, the two were very excited, and immediately took out their notebooks and asked all the questions they had.

Song Jing also explained in detail.

Susu, Song Jing continued: "I said this, you may not understand some things, do you have a laboratory here? Let's go to the laboratory and talk while operating."

Quan Zhibin was even more excited, "Miss Song, can I call someone else?"

"Of course." Song Jing nodded slightly.

"Thank you Miss Song!"

Quan Zhibin immediately shared the good news in the WeChat group.

Within half an hour, the laboratory was full of people.

Even the dean came.

Song Jing was wearing a white antibacterial suit, holding a scalpel, standing in front of the experimental table, holding a small white element in her left hand and a scalpel in her right hand.

hands up and down.

is obviously a very **** action, but in her hands, there is an indescribable beauty.

The onlookers were reluctant to even blink their eyes, for fear of missing something.

After an hour, the experiment ended.

Song Jing left the laboratory.

Several doctors looked at the back of her leaving and sighed: "Miss Song is too good. If it were my daughter, I would be willing to crawl on the ground!"

The short-haired female doctor next to    smiled and said, "You, can you give birth to such a big daughter? Doctor Zhao, do I remember that your son is only one year old?"

Dr. Zhao said: "I am thirty-six this year. If I have a child at eighteen, my son will be eighteen."

The female doctor smiled and said, "Then you can't give birth to Miss Song. Miss Song's parents must be very powerful, maybe they are from a family of traditional Chinese medicine."

A doctor immediately echoed: "Yes, yes, Miss Song must have been fascinated by her since she was a child, so she is so powerful."

"This also depends on talent. My daughter is not good. Both my mother and I are doctors, and she doesn't even understand the most basic medical knowledge."

“.”

The discussions continued among the doctors. At this time, they could not imagine that such an excellent girl would be abandoned by her adoptive parents over and over again.

Song Jing came to Mr. Yu's ward.

Mr. Yu is not here.

Through the window, Song Jing saw such a scene.

In the garden, a man is walking slowly with a wheelchair.

Others are tall and have long legs. When talking, they have to bend down slightly to hear what Mr. Yu is saying.

At this moment, the sun suddenly penetrated the dark clouds, and the golden sunlight instantly coated the garden with a veil.

Everything is getting better.

The sun is just right, the breeze is not dry.

Song Wei's eyebrows and eyes were curved, and at this time, the man who was talking to Old Master Yu suddenly turned his head slightly, a pair of phoenix eyes that were slightly raised, and just looked at Song Wei like this.

His eyes were deep and heavy.

makes people fall into it, unable to extricate themselves.

looked at each other.

In an instant, the electric light and flint, obviously only a moment, but as long as ten thousand years.

Suddenly, Song Jing retracted her gaze and picked up the milk tea on the table as if nothing had happened.

Although she was drinking milk tea, she still heard the sound of her heartbeat clearly.

bang bang bang--

again and again.

Song Jing held the milk tea in one hand and touched her forehead with the other.

There should be no fever.

Why, the heartbeat will suddenly speed up?

garden.

Mr. Yu sat in a wheelchair, "Tingzhi."

"Um."

"Take care of 婳婳. She is a rare good girl."

Yu Tingzhi nodded slightly, "Grandpa I know."

After the words fell, the old man Yu continued: "When couples get along, they should also pay attention to the proportion and scale. Especially boys should control themselves, Hua Hua is still young, you can't bully her, you must remember to show affection and be polite. ."

Besides, Song Jing's life experience is different from others.

If other girls are wronged outside, they have their parents to support them.

Apart from Yu Tingzhi, Song Jing was the only one herself.

In the relationship between men and women, if boys don’t cherish girls well, it will always be girls who suffer.

If one accidentally gets pregnant, the man can leave by patting his butt, while the girl will face abortion and take medicine.

"I have a measured grandpa."

The old man Yu nodded, "It's good that you know what you have in mind. If one day you let me see 婳婩 cry, don't blame me for not recognizing your grandson!"

Mr. Yu didn't mean to joke at all.

"Well," Yu Tingzhi was also solemn, "Grandpa, don't worry."

Mr. Yu was relieved, he believed in Yu Tingzhi's character.

Two days later.

Yu Tingzhi and Song Wei flew back to Jiangcheng.

Yu Tingzhi drove her home.

As soon as the door was opened, Mantou rushed out from the inside and jumped into Song Jing's arms, meowing meowlessly.

After not seeing him for many days, Mantou thought that Song Yu had abandoned it, but when he saw Song Yu, he refused to go down to the ground.

In desperation, Song Jing had no choice but to hold it like this.

It's half past twelve noon.

Yu Tingzhi put down the suitcase and said actively: "I'll go to the kitchen to see what dishes are there, what do you want for lunch?"

"Just cook some noodles." Song Yu said.

"it is good."

Yu Tingzhi came to the kitchen and opened the refrigerator, "婳婳, is sangzi noodles okay?"

"Can."

Someone cooks, but Song Yu doesn't choose.

Saozi noodles are better than instant noodles anyway.

Yu Tingzhi picked up the apron and tied it to his body and started cooking.

He was wearing an ill-fitting pink kitty cat apron, which looked a little funny.

Soon, a scent wafted from the kitchen.

Yu Tingzhi's sangzi noodles are delicious, the toppings are well fried, and the mouth and teeth are fragrant after one bite.

Song Jing took a bite, "Your craftsmanship is incredible! I can't envy you."

Yu Tingzhi's thin lips parted lightly, "Don't be envious."

Just have him.

After dinner, Song Yu went to answer the phone.

Yu Tingzhi got up to wash the dishes, and tidy up the kitchen by the way.

After Song Jing answered the phone, Yu Tingzhi had already packed up.

Song 婳 said, "Why are you so fast! I'm going to wash the dishes."

"It's okay, just two bowls."

Yu Tingzhi hung up his apron and said, "Then I'll go back first, call me if you have anything."

"Well." Song Jing sent him out, "By the way, you forgot to take your suitcase."

Yu Tingzhi smiled slightly, "That's for you. It's full of special products from the capital. You can share it with your friends."

Having said this, Song Yu remembered it. She originally wanted to buy some special products to bring back before leaving, but she forgot before leaving.

Fortunately, there is Yu Tingzhi.

Although it is only a small thing, it makes people feel very warm.

"thanks."

Yu Tingzhi raised his hand and rubbed her head, his eyes full of pampering, "Let's go."

"be careful on the road."

After Yu Tingzhi left, Song Jing called Si Yue and asked her to come over to get special products.

Today is Sunday, Si Yue happened to be fine and came quickly.

In the evening, the two of them went out to eat hot pot together.

Across the steaming hot pot, Si Yue said, "婳婳, shall we go shopping for clothes tomorrow? I haven't bought clothes for a long time."

"Maybe not tomorrow, my classmate's birthday, I promised to go." Song Yu said.

Tomorrow is Li Yu's birthday, she and Yun Shiyao have long promised to go to her birthday party, and they can't break their promises.

"Then next week?" Si Yue said.

"Okay." Song Jing nodded slightly.

In a blink of an eye, it was the second day.

Song Wei came to the meeting place with Yun Shiyao, and the two went to Li Wei's birthday party together.

The Li family is also a big family in the local area.

As the only daughter, Li Yan, of course, has a big birthday.

The parents of the Li family are very kind, and many people come to the party.

This is the first time that Yun Shiyao has participated in such a large party after her face has recovered. Seeing the eyes of everyone looking at her, she is still a little uncomfortable and holds Song Wei's hand tightly.

"That's Miss Yun Family, right?"

"is her."

"Wow, she is so beautiful!"

"Who's that beside her? She's pretty too."

"I heard that she was the adopted daughter of the Song family, but it's not anymore. She was too angry, and she actually broke up with the Song family."

Listening to these discussions, Song Jing remained calm, not only did not get angry, but comforted Yun Shiyao, "It's okay, everyone praises you for being beautiful."

"Really?" Yun Shiyao asked uncertainly.

After all, the words she hears the most are, ugly girl, mouse girl.

"Really, you're good looking."

After listening to Song Yu's words, Yun Shiyao gradually calmed down.

"Song Meiren, Yaoyao, you are here!" At this moment, Li Yan came out from the inside, "Hurry up, come with me, everyone here is the same age."

The two followed Li Yu's footsteps and came to the entertainment hall.

The hall is full of people of Li's age.

There are men and women.

Li Yu introduced to everyone with a smile: "This is my classmates, Song Wei and Yun Shiyao. Song Meiren, Yaoyao, here are my relatives and good friends, you guys play first, I'll go out for a while."

Song 婳.

Yun Shiyao.

These two people, one is the adopted daughter of the Song family who came from the countryside, and the other is an ugly girl who had broken her face before.

Hearing the words, everyone looked at the two of them up and down, and whispered something.

Song Jing nodded slightly, "Go get busy."

There are many entertainment facilities in the hall.

Yun Shiyao suggested: "婳婳, let's go and see the darts over there."

"Well." Song Jing nodded slightly.

At the darts table, someone is already playing.

is a pretty girl.

The posture of throwing darts is very standard, and it looks like he has been professionally trained.

Snapped!

A dart hit the nine rings, just a little bit from the bullseye.

"Miss Xia is amazing!"

"Miss Xia is not only beautiful, she also plays darts so beautifully."

There was immediate applause from the surroundings.

Xia Ruyi raised her head slightly, but all of a sudden, she saw a moving face, and she was a little unhappy.

A beautiful girl will always subconsciously classify a girl who is more beautiful than herself as an enemy.

Who is this?

Why hasn't she seen it?

At this moment, a girl next to her whispered in her ear: "This is the adopted daughter of the Song family, Yu Tingzhi's fiancee."

Speaking of the adopted daughter of the Song family, of course she knew.

Xia Ruyi's face was instantly full of sarcasm.

The birthday party of the Li family, how can anyone who is not in the mainstream can come in. If I had known that all the village girls in the country could come, she would not come.

is simply a loss of identity!

Yun Shiyao picked up a dart and handed it to Song Yu, "婳婳, do we want to play darts as well?"

"Okay." Song Jing nodded slightly, just as she hadn't played for a long time.

At the right time, Xia Ruyi looked at Song Hua, and said yin and yang, "Darts are not as simple as throwing stones, you country people have never even seen them, right? If you accidentally break things here, it's not you. Affordable."

Hearing this, there was a burst of laughter around him.

"The Li family is really becoming more and more incapable of doing things. They let everyone in, and they are not afraid of lowering their grades." Speaking of which, the short-haired girl looked at Song Hua and continued, "Miss Song, I think you should put down your darts. Go and play in the mud."

Yun Shiyao was so angry, "Who said 婳婳 can't play darts! You idiots see low things!"

Xia Ruyi looked at Song Hua with a provocative look in her eyes, "Since Miss Song can play, do you dare to compare with me? The loser, how about putting on a strip show for us? "

Little fairies, good morning duck~

See you tomorrow~

(end of this chapter)