When a person stays in the upper position for a long time, it is easy to look at no one and not take you in his eyes when he speaks.

For example, people like the eldest lady make people feel embarrassed when they don't speak, and when they open their mouths, they really want to slap her.

She asked in the tone of her questions as if she were speaking to an animal.

I sat down on the couch slowly, pretending not to hear.

Mother Song brought me a cup of tea, and I was about to take a sip when I suddenly chuckled in my heart.

I know Song Cheng's father likes this child, but the eldest lady may not.

Whether this tea can be drunk or not is not certain.

The eldest lady probably didn't have much patience, and then asked, "When did the child get pregnant?"

I smiled slightly and said softly, "Not a few months."

She frowned, obviously dissatisfied with the answer: "A few months is a few months."

"Doesn't Madame know best?" I raised an eyebrow and looked at her, "It's been less than two months since the last child, and you know it clearly, this time," I raised my hand and touched my belly, "Guess how many months?" ”

The bowl of medicine that Rong's mother fed me with her own hands is still stuck in my throat, like a thorn that has not melted for years, thinking that it is healed, but in fact it hurts when you touch it.

I usually can't think of it, but now I'm in a hurry to ask about my stomach.

When I think of those old hatreds in the past, I see that this old woman is a hundred unpleasant, and her speech is naturally yin and yang.

The eldest lady put down the teacup in her hand, hooked the corners of her lips and said, "How do you talk like this kid?" The adults in the family have not taught you how to write the word 'upbringing'? ”

I pursed my lips and smiled softly: "When I saw my wife today, I realized that the word "upbringing" was originally written like this."

"You" her eyebrows furrowed, and her eyes suddenly sharpened.

"Okay, what's the matter with a child." Mr. Song muttered, and then asked, "I heard Xiaocheng say that he wants to live outside with you?" ”

I nodded, Song Cheng mentioned this matter.

"Tell him to come home and stay there. A family, living outside like what to say. ”

When he poured tea on Song Cheng yesterday, didn't he feel unusual?

Now it's time to show the majesty of the chief, so I will prevaricate with such words.

When Song Cheng was locked in the utility room by Shen Youyou before, he didn't see him care so much about his son, for fear of losing face, he knew that he still had a son.

I sneered in my heart and said embarrassedly: "Mr. Song, whether you can move back or not is a matter of Song Cheng, and I can't be the master."

"You can't do anything Lord, you live with him." Mr. Song's tone is dignified, and his words cannot be refused.

The eldest lady immediately glared and said dissatisfiedly: "How can someone from that kind of place be"

My ears pricked up, and my face showed a hint of embarrassment.

It seems that they all know in their hearts what I was doing before.

The disgust in the eyes of the eldest lady was clearly written, but Mr. Song did not react, as if I didn't have much to do with him no matter where I came from.

A normal father would be angry when he saw his son hooking up with a young lady, but he was like a wooden man.

"It doesn't matter." Mr. Song waved his hand indifferently and ordered, "I will leave the matter of persuading Song Cheng to you, I hope you can give me a satisfactory answer." ”

I didn't say anything at all, he just talked to himself and decided everything.

"I'm sorry Mr. Song, I can't do this." I opened my mouth coldly, and I wanted to turn around and leave.

In the past, I thought that Song Cheng had no one in his eyes and never listened to people's stinky problems.

I met his father today, and I saw what it means to be a person outside the world.

Relatively speaking, Song Cheng is much stronger than his father.

Mr. Song's majestic gaze was fixed on me, and he said in a deep voice, "I'm not discussing with you."

"In that case, there's nothing to talk about. Sorry, I still have something to do, let's go first. ”

I bowed my head at him, got up and left.

"Stop!" Mr. Song slammed the table, and I turned around, and I saw him snorting and panting, and said angrily, "This is your attitude?" ”

He himself is difficult to be strong, but he hits a rake, I am not angry in my heart, and I will walk with my feet up.

I saw Song Cheng running in from outside the door.

When he was about to walk in front of me, his face suddenly changed, and he rushed over, grabbed my wrist and pulled it hard.

The soles of my feet slumped and fell directly on top of him.

I heard a crisp sound of "pop", and hurriedly turned my head, only to see a broken teacup on the ground, and the floor was full of steaming tea.

"Hmm"

Song Cheng snorted lightly, and I hurriedly got up, only to find that the right side of his face was scratched by the cup, half of his face was splashed with tea, and his skin was hot and red.

My heart was pounding, and if he hadn't pulled me just now, the hot tea would have been poured directly on my head.

"How's it going, did the fall hurt?" Song Cheng touched my arm anxiously.

I shook my head, my eyes fixed on the scratch on the right side of his face, and the anger in my heart seemed to open a floodgate, pouring out from the inside out.

Song Cheng and his father sat on the sofa, his chest was still panting violently, the corners of his mouth drooped, and he looked at us with great disgruntle.

I caught a glimpse of the broken glass on the ground, pushed Song Cheng to the side, picked it up directly and threw it at the old man's face, and said hatefully: "You're sick, aren't you?!"

The old man dodged sideways, his beard trembled with anger, and he patted the coffee table heavily: "What are you talking about, a rabbit cub?"

Song Cheng was startled, hurriedly pulled me behind him, and admonished, "You don't talk much."

Then he turned to face his father, and said dissatisfied: "Dad, if there is anything you can do directly to me, what is the matter if you send someone to take you over?"

"Looking for you? When have you ever heard what I'm saying? The old man roared angrily, "You little cub, don't you have stiff wings?" Help outsiders to yell at you, see if I don't kill you today. ”

He didn't know where to touch the crutches and came out, walked over in three or two steps, raised it and hit Song Cheng's arm.

I was so frightened that my heart was beating wildly, and Song Cheng wanted to hide, but as soon as he turned sideways, the crutches would hit me.

As a result, he stood there and was thrown a crutch.

The whole person slammed as if he had been thrown into a pan of oil.

My scalp tingled with fear, and I was so angry that I wanted to explode on the spot.

The old man still wanted to hit someone, so I quickly raised my hand to block it, and the crutches swept past the back of my hand, and the pain made my whole hand tremble.

"Stop!" I grabbed the crutches, held them in my arms, and cried out unbearably, "Why did you hit him? ”

"I'm his son!" The old man pointed to my nose and shouted, "You let go of me, and if you don't let go, believe it or not, I'll fight you together." ”

"Dad, you are pregnant, you are careful of hurting your grandson."

Song Cheng snatched the crutches from my arms and threw them directly on the ground, his chest heaving violently.

The old man stared at my stomach twice, and snorted sullenly: "For the sake of the child, I won't care about you today."

He didn't look like an elder himself, but in the end he was beaten upside down, and the more I thought about it, the more unpleasant it became.

The old man paced back to the sofa slowly, and ordered: "Now the child is the most important, tomorrow you will clean up and take her home to live."

The whole time, the eldest lady leaned back on the sofa and fiddled with her nails.

It wasn't until the last mention of the child that she raised her eyelids lightly and said loudly: "Mother Song has prepared all the things that need to be used, and people are coming, so don't bring messy things."

Child, child, child, in the eyes of these two people, there is only a three-month-old child in my belly.

The wound on Song Cheng's face didn't care a word.

I used to think that although the eldest lady is not very good, at least Song Cheng still has a father.

After seeing it today, I feel that it is better not to have such a father.

Song Cheng stood in front of me, his back straight, but his fingertips were trembling.

I, an outsider, was so angry when I saw it, but I can imagine how sad he would be.

"Song Cheng, let's go." My throat choked and my heart throbbed.

Raised his hand to grab his palm, but he didn't respond.

"Let's go!" I shouted, and he turned around and led me out the door.

Uncle Bai drove us back.

As soon as I got in the car, my tears could no longer be controlled, and they fell down with a clatter.

Song Cheng was startled and hurriedly asked, "What's the matter, did I run into you just now?"

When he asked this, I felt even more uncomfortable, and yelled at him: "You don't have a brain, don't you, you won't hide when he beats you?"

"Okay, okay, don't you just hit it, and it doesn't hurt."

Song Cheng beckoned to Uncle Bai and asked him to hand over the carton in front of him.

He pulled out two pieces of paper, raised his hand to wipe my tears, and said softly: "Manly man, I don't feel any pain at all."

My tears stopped, but my body began to sob.

I still remember the last time I was in Shui Yunsong, because he made a big mistake, the old man ordered Song Cheng to kneel down in the video.

That time it was my hand, and after the beating, my aching fingers were trembling, not to mention how much Song Cheng would hurt.

But I didn't expect that such a trivial matter today would be directly beaten.

The father-son relationship between the two is so bad that it's strange that Song Cheng wants to go back to live.

Uncle Bai sent us downstairs and suddenly glanced at me.

I saw that the pharmacy across the road was still open, so I asked Song Cheng to buy some vitamin tablets.

Watching him cross the street, I asked, "Is there anything wrong with Uncle Bai?"

Uncle Bai smiled embarrassedly and said, "Actually, the little master originally planned to go back to live in the mansion, after all, how much property can he get in the future, Mr. Song's attitude is also very important." However, he was worried that you would not be used to it, so he came out to buy a new house. ”

My eyes widened in surprise, I didn't expect this one to be there.

"Uncle Bai is trying to persuade me to agree?"

"I'm just a driver, how dare I persuade Miss Shen. I just want to tell you something, if you can't bear it, you will make a big plan, and now the eldest young master's health is getting worse and worse, and it is time to go further, if you can seize the opportunity"

He didn't say the rest of the words, but my heart lit up.