152: Xiu'an's old story
18 years ago, Xiu'an.
Han Ying pulled the little Su Sheng into her arms, buttoned the buttons on her clothes, and admonished, "Shang Shang, come back early and don't go to the pool to play." ”
There are two small braids tied on the round little brain, which is the kind of braid that is tied very casually, perhaps because the hair is too thin, the bow flower on the braid falls off in a few steps.
The 3-year-old child is not very stable when walking, Han Ying is not at ease and follows her, the little milk baby walks for a while and rests for a while, and in the end he doesn't want to go and lies on the stone bench.
There is no one who can compare to her in a radius of ten miles, and the little guy lay on the stone bench and saw Han Ying's shoes and began to cry and ask his mother to hug her.
Han Ying had no choice but to hold her in her arms and walk all the way back to Su's house, and Su Sheng smiled in her arms along the way, but she couldn't smile away from the sadness on her face.
Han Ying's situation in the Su family is not good at all, she and Su Feng were in love by themselves, and there was no problem on her parents' side, but Su Feng's side was different, Old Man Su died early, and the three of them were brought up by Mrs. Su by herself.
Mrs. Su Yang Shuruo is an extremely traditional person, she has always wanted her children to get married and have children according to their own wishes, and follow the steps she gave step by step.
Su Feng is the youngest child in the family and the most favored child, but it is this most favored and obedient child because she disobeyed her mother's order for the first time. I didn't marry Miss Shijia, I married her, a woman who had no background and couldn't give it any help.
As soon as Han Ying entered the house, she saw Mrs. Su (Mrs. Su's real name is Yang Shuruo) lying on the recliner, and the recliner was very comfortable.
Han Ying looked at the woman on the recliner, the hairs on her body stood up, but for the sake of face, she still pretended to be calm and said, "Mom, I'm back." ”
"Well, Xiangshang is back too, come and see grandma." As soon as the words fell, she had already gotten up from the chaise longue, sat down on the chair next to her, picked up the fresh gadgets on the table and shook them.
Children like this kind of thing very much, and Su Sheng is no exception, and things that sound in your hands always attract children.
Su Sheng broke free from Han Ying's embrace, and approached the new gadget step by step with small steps, and was about to touch it. But Yang Shuruo threw it into the small pool on the side, the thing was not light, and it sank quickly as soon as it was thrown in.
As soon as he saw that what he wanted was thrown into the water, Su Sheng cried directly, "Toys, toys, clothes want toys, grandma is bad!" ”
Sitting on the ground and hugging the table legs, Han Ying had a headache when she looked at this scene, she knew what Mrs. Su wanted, but this was not something that could be done on her own, not to mention that her body did not allow it, of course she did not say it.
Her body can no longer withstand the second birth, only she and Su Feng know, and others will not know about it at all, and it is impossible for others to know.
Seeing her daughter sitting on the ground and hugging the table legs, Han Ying was naturally sad, but because Yang Shuruo was here, she didn't know whether to coax or not.
Han Ying smiled and said, "Mom, Xiangshang is still a child, what do you care about her, it's normal for children to be playful." ”
As the saying goes, don't stretch out your hand and don't hit a smiling person, but if Yang Shu is not, Han Ying's smile is more like a mockery in her opinion.
Yang Shuruo snorted coldly and said, "Su Feng is sensible at this age and knows how to help me, but look at what else can her daughter do besides playing or playing!" ”
Han Ying knew that Yang Shuruo couldn't look down on herself, but she didn't expect that she couldn't even look down on her granddaughter, and children were already playful at this time.
"Mom, at this age I think it's normal to be playful, if you don't want to see the dress, I'll take her upstairs first. If you have anything, you can call Aunt Lin to deal with it for you. After Han Ying finished speaking, he pulled up the dormitory sitting on the ground, and pulled hard, and the soft and glutinous lump was in his arms.