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The happy days did not pass for a few days, and in the blink of an eye, it was a week again.

Song Ziming pulled a face darker than before, rushed straight to Song Yufang's house, and asked with anger: "Don't you have anything to say to me?" ”

According to his habit, every time he returned to the city, he would always go to the big wooden warehouse to ask for peace first. Then by this time, he should already know everything.

Song Yufang looked a little embarrassed, and muttered: "There are a lot of things to say, but I haven't found a suitable opportunity." ”

"It's better to hit the day than to choose a day, let's say it." As he spoke, Song Ziming walked to the desk and sat down, waiting for his daughter's explanation.

Today's Song Ziming looks much calmer than usual, is it no longer enough for him to express his anger?

"Come in and listen, it's not a trivial matter for your daughter."

With Song Ziming's shout, Mrs. Song smiled dryly and slowly moved in.

Song Yufang really felt that she couldn't grasp the heat of this, so she moved a chair for her mother, and simply took out a handkerchief slowly and methodically to wipe it bright, and then asked her to sit down.

Mrs. Song didn't say anything, she also felt that the atmosphere at the moment was very wrong, and it was always good to be mentally prepared for a while.

"You're ...... Read well. Song Ziming commanded at the other head at the door.

Song Jinfang pouted, he was most unhappy to be treated as a child by the whole family. Anyway, he's a little adult after all, so why still exclude him from everything.

Song Ziming saw her procrastinating like this, and knocked on the table with his knuckles: "Although I teach Mandarin, you must have always complained about me in your heart, and you always refused to say a few good words." I thought you had to explain this before I could help it, otherwise how would I live this day. ”

"I ......" Song Yufang's abdominal draft typed again, changed her rhetoric again, changed it again, and swallowed it again when it came to her mouth. It took a long time to awkwardly briefly talk about the complete falling out with the Bao family that day.

Mrs. Song peeked at her husband and saw that his lips were trembling all the time, so she knew that she should not talk nonsense at this time. So, he changed his usual quick temper and spoke much gentlerly: "As for me, I am a woman who doesn't understand the truth, and you may not listen to some things you say." However, what Xiaoyu said is very right, she is a girl of a small character, in front of the old lady, where can she speak, let alone sever the relationship? What Xiaoyu did was not difficult to do, but she shouldn't have taken so much responsibility for this issue, we were kicked out. I was completely kicked out a few years ago, and it wasn't a family for a long time, but you pretended not to know and kept sticking it up......"

Song Yufang nodded vigorously, although she felt a little guilty about her father, she always felt that it would be a good thing if the entanglement could be terminated at this step. According to the habits of the older generation, the issue of family property is finally clarified after the death of both parents. Hengzhu is not greedy for that money, it is better to be stranger earlier, otherwise if he really goes to the last journey, the brother wall will be ugly.

Song Ziming folded his hands slightly, leaned on the bridge of his nose, and the doubts in his heart rushed out: "Has the world changed so much, can people now do without family affection and without home?" "He looked terrible, as if there was no light in his eyes.

Song Yufang was a little frightened, it turned out that the most terrible thing about people was not to be angry, but to refuse to even be angry.

How does this make sense? Song Ziming asked, which home is it? The reason why the Song family has stumbled for so many years is just this question. Which room of the Bao family is narrow-minded from top to bottom, and there is no one else except himself. Song Yufang is somewhat influenced by the West and always puts the small family first. Mrs. Song is the same, but she is not disappointed because of any thought, but purely because she sees through.

Song Ziming is very different, in terms of family view, he is the only traditional good man in the family.

Song Yufang raised her hand and dragged her forehead, not knowing how to deal with it for a while.

At the time of the stalemate, it was Mrs. Song who said something in the middle, which hit Song Ziming's heart: "I know that you want to have a home, not only a home with children to feed you, but a home with a loving mother who feels sorry for you." But ......"

It turns out that this is the case, Song Ziming, who seems to have a stinky and hard temper and only takes his own truth as his own reason, is he so eager to be cared for in his heart? This was somewhat unexpected by Song Yufang, and after this reminder, she tried to think about how to do it without forcing herself to be strong as a person who shoulders the burden of the family. And people who have been strong for a long time will inevitably have the problem of being arbitrary. For so many years, she seems to be always picky and assertive, but she has never thought that this kind of domineering is not innate, and it can also be resolved with the warmth of the family.

"Dad......" Song Yufang stepped forward and squatted beside Song Ziming. Growing so big, I tried to shake my father's hand for the first time.

Although there was not a word, such a scene was enough to bring tears to Mrs. Song's eyes.

Song Ziming was also a little choked up and looked at his daughter for a long time. Then, he slowly turned around and raised his hand to touch his eye socket. He whispered to Mrs. Song, "Otherwise, you should go out first." ”

Although there was only one person missing in the room, Song Yufang was inexplicably a little afraid. It had been so long since she had tried to be alone with her father that she was starting to get scared.

"You're also at such an age, maybe you'll be the child's mother one day." Song Ziming is not accustomed to telling his family the truth, and he doesn't know where to put his eyes at a loss, "Maybe at that time, you will understand that no matter how many roads people have traveled, they will be afraid of tomorrow, and no matter how big they grow up, they will always rely on the love of their parents." I've always wanted to be a filial son, but as a result, my husband can't do well, and my father can't do well. ”

Speaking of which, Song Ziming also saw his mind clearly. The answer was clear early on, and he knew how to deal with those hopeless things in his heart. But he never released this answer, and the family was always arguing.

"Dad, I shouldn't, I ......" Song Yufang leaned forward.

Song Ziming's eyes flashed, and he quickly bit his lip and waved his hand desperately, and only after a long time did he say, "You are also ...... Oh, it's time for me to get out. ”

Song Yufang thought that her father just wanted to take a break alone, but she didn't see him come back when it was dark.

Aunt Wang went out to look for a long time, and when she came home, her face was covered with beads of sweat, and she couldn't breathe: "Madam, I've found a good circle, but I haven't seen the shadow of the master." ”

Mrs. Song's eyes were dark, her feet were soft, and she just thought in her heart that her husband's usual personality had always been a stuffy gourd, holding back nothing and not saying anything, and he was a stubborn donkey, and no one wanted to change his mind for him. This time it was a little abnormal, touching the most untouchable place in his life, but he didn't lose his temper with anyone, he just walked out. Everything else, as long as you don't think of a dead end, you can do anything.

Song Yufang was also worried about this, hugged her mother's arm, and asked Aunt Wang to take care of her: "Quick, you quickly support your wife." I went to get all the oceans out of my house, and hurried to the police station before the curfew. ”

Aunt Wang nodded hurriedly, and hung Mrs. Song's arm around her neck: "Okay, okay, Miss, you go, go early or come back early." I'll take care of my wife's side. ”

Song Jinfang also ran out of the house and said, "Sister, it's inconvenient for you to be a girl, I'll accompany you, so I can take care of it." ”

"Then you go and call the car first, let's ......" Song Yufang explained while trotting briskly.

Song Jinfang jumped outside the gate in response, and collided with a black shadow head-on, and the back of his head slammed firmly on the ground, causing his ears to buzz. I just wanted to scold that person for not having long eyes, and frowned and saw that this was none other than his father.

"Daddy! You're back? Where have you been? ”

This shout made Song Yufang spin on the spot, her upper body twisted behind her, but her feet didn't stop in time and almost slipped.

"Oh, the lord is back, madam, look at it!" Aunt Wang also shouted at Mrs. Song's ears in a hurry, and raised her hand to pinch one of her people.

Song Ziming stretched his face and walked in expressionlessly, holding an object in both hands and covering it tightly with a black cloth.

When they came up, they asked him what was the matter and where he had gone, but he did not answer anything, and when he entered the study, he locked the door. Whoever comes up and knocks at the door will not open it.

Aunt Wang persuaded: "I'm just coming back, maybe the master just doesn't want to pay attention to people, let's let him stay alone for a while." ”

Mrs. Song was so anxious that she didn't dare to leave: "It's just that he doesn't speak, but he locks the door, who knows what he's going to do?" ”

When Song Yufang heard this, her heart also beat a drum, if there was a good thing, it would be caused by her mouth. So I wanted to make up for it even more, and I tried all my strength to push open the windows on both sides. Who knows, Song Ziming was closed one step earlier.

Song Jinfang patted her arm, then turned his head to look at his mother: "You guys are also tired for a day, go and rest." I'll stay here and keep watch, if there's any movement inside......"

"If something really happens, there may not be any movement!" Aunt Wang blurted out.

Everyone was so frightened by this sentence that they were drenched in a cold sweat, but Song Ziming said from inside: "I'll just read the book for a while, don't make a fuss." I'll keep it tomorrow morning, and you'll see a living person. ”

With this sentence, everyone took a breath of relief.

Song Jinfang stepped forward and patted Aunt Wang's shoulder, and whispered to her, "Go and move the quilt for me, I'll lie here tonight." It's better for someone to stare than for everyone to sleep to death. ”

Aunt Wang should go.

Seeing this, Mrs. Song tiptoed over and said, "Aunt Wang, you take a thicker one, it's cold in the yard in the middle of the night!" ”

"Dad......" Song Yufang's tears full of guilt, she couldn't hide her fear at all, and she was still trying to knock on the door here, "Don't suffocate yourself if you have something to say, it's me who is not good, everything depends on me, and it has nothing to do with you." Tomorrow...... Tomorrow it will be dawn, and I will go and apologize to my grandmother. I'm going to reconcile things again, I'm ......."

To what extent can it be done, if there is only one way to completely untie the knot with the Ejia family, then between Song Ziming and Wu Zhen, choose to give up one.