The Mid-Autumn Festival is coming soon, and he originally wanted to take Song Qinglan out to play during the holiday, but when he thought of Taishan, he still dispelled this idea.

However, the reunion dinner on the first day of the Mid-Autumn Festival still has to be eaten.

This year's Mid-Autumn Festival of the Song family is missing a few familiar faces, but it is a little more lively than before.

After Song Wei took charge of the Song family, with the assistance of Qinglian, the family developed in a blowout.

For this reason, Song Hai invited some of his sister's children, that is, his nephews and nieces, to the Song family.

A new generation sends the old.

Old Man Song left, Song Hai's legs were abolished, and he became more and more decadent after learning that his wife had run away with his second son.

In addition, he has been hearing remarks about his son not being his own recently, which completely cracks his mentality.

His favorite second son turned out to be someone else's seed.

He Song Hai actually gave a son who had been raised by others for 20 years, wore a green hat for more than 20 years, and did not hesitate to be the enemy of everyone in order to scold a wild seed!

In exchange for this, it is the end of now.

It's like a joke.

In the evening, Song Qinglan and his mother, as well as several aunts, were busy making a reunion dinner in the kitchen.

The statement sat in the living room with his old father-in-law and some of the younger generation, chatting about family affairs, state affairs, and then international affairs.

There are few people here who dare to look down on the statement, and the elders of the family have already explained it to them before this.

It's better to offend Song Wei than to underestimate the statement.

After Song Zhongming experienced the changes in the Song family, his personality has converged a lot, and although there is hatred when he meets with the statement, it is no longer as strong as when he met for the first time.

The meals were served one after another, and Song Wei took out the treasured wine.

"Today, it is the Mid-Autumn Festival, I wish you all a bright future, and I wish the Song family better and better."

A nephew of the Song family said with a smile: "I wish my uncle better and better!" ”

……

Everyone clinked glasses and drank them all.

The statement put down the cup in his hand, sandwiched a peanut, and just wanted to pour himself another cup, but was caught by Song Qinglan.

"Drinking less alcohol is not good for your health."

The statement reluctantly put down the cup, "Isn't it the Mid-Autumn Festival today, I'll drink a little less." ”

"Nope." Song Qinglan grimaced, frowning.

"Cousin, your brother-in-law is too strict."

The little sister on the side smiled: "My cousin is right, drinking is not good for your health, I approve of my cousin." ”

Song Wei interrupted: "Qinglan, today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, you can also sit down and drink a little." ”

"Yes, Qinglan, a man is the sand in his hand, if you hold it too tightly, the faster it will flow."

Song Naixin is from the past, and she smiled and taught this little niece the experience of her predecessors.

Song Qinglan couldn't bear everyone's arrangement, and said reluctantly: "It's okay to drink, but you can't drink too much, if you drink too much, don't go into the house to sleep at night." ”

"Done! Can't you listen to everything? ”

The statement was helpless, and the interest was quite high, but when he was made by his daughter-in-law, he suddenly lost his interest.

I simply listened to their conversation while eating, and the wine glass was never touched again.

Also lacking in interest is Song Zhongming.

This kid hadn't talked to anyone since he sat down, and the few children who were close to him in the past also subconsciously avoided his gaze.

The trees fell and scattered, and the walls fell and everyone pushed them.

Experiencing the heat and coldness of the world, it is normal to have this kind of reaction.

After three rounds of food, five flavors of wine.

After the end, these people also left separately, only some elders stayed to chat and admire the moon.

The statement went to the toilet, and Song Zhongming followed.

The two chatted across a layer of wood.

"Tell me, what's the matter with me?"

The statement gets straight to the point.

During the meal, he noticed that this kid was always staring at him from time to time, and several times he wanted to take the initiative to chat with him, but he was forced to hold back.

"Sister... Brother-in-law... I'd like to ask you a favor. ”

Song Zhongming called him brother-in-law for the first time, and he was inevitably a little nervous.

"What's the busy?"

"I want Lu Xuemei's to kneel in front of my dad and admit her mistake to him."

"Oh?"

A different color flashed in the statement's eyes.

Song Zhongming exhaled deeply and slammed his fist against the wall: "I know that I used to be very fucked and angry, but I still have at least the most basic conscience, but what does Lu Xuemei do as a cheap woman?" Over the years, she has been asking my father to persecute her uncle's family, and when the Song family is in the most crisis, she leaves without looking back..."Read a book for a long time

"You used to be really fucked out, if it weren't for your uncle's sake, I would have abolished you a long time ago."

The statements are all true.

Whether it's ugly or not, he doesn't care at all.

Song Zhongming lit a cigarette and cried: "My dad is now dead, he is delirious and crazy all day long, and sometimes he doesn't even know who I am." ”

"I know that our family used to be sorry for my uncle's family, but I already know that I was wrong, and now I am also trying to change myself, I don't want to fight for anything now, I just want my dad to live well, he is now my only relative, and I want to give him a pension..."

These words are his sincere words from the bottom of his heart.

The statement lifted his pants, fastened his belt, pushed open the door to the toilet, walked to the bathroom, and washed his face.

He didn't say a word, didn't agree, didn't refuse.

Song Zhongming leaned in the toilet, heard the sound of running water end, and heard the footsteps leaving.

He was desperate.

If the statement does not help him, he will not be able to find a second person who is willing to help him, or who is able to help him.

Loss, despair, all kinds of emotions welled up in my heart.

But when he walked to the sink and saw the mirror, a glimmer of hope rose in his heart.

It's not that I'm handsome in the mirror.

Instead, a line of foam was left on the mirror.

"Yes."

A sentence that can, let him warm from the palm of his hand to his heel.

He didn't hold a grudge against himself, he was willing to help himself.

Song Zhongming jumped up excitedly, and two children of the Song family who were talking and laughing came in and saw him with an abnormal look on his face, and he was stunned.

Wait until he's gone.

After the two whispered.

"Song Zhongming, what's wrong? So excited to meet something good. ”

"His dad has become like that, what else is there to be excited about? I guess like his father, he is also crazy. ”

"That's what I said, my stepmother ran away with my younger brother, my father's leg was wasted, he was crazy all day long, and he couldn't take care of himself."

"Who can blame you for doing it yourself?"

…………

The statement returned to the room and found Song Qinglan admiring the moon on the balcony.

"I thought you wouldn't be up all night tonight." Song Qinglan turned around and quipped.

"Today is an exception, Mid-Autumn Festival, accompany my wife."

"I haven't seen my mouth for a few days, and it's sweet again, saying, which woman have you been hooking up with recently? Isn't it Lu ......?"

stated the Great Khan, "Let me clarify in advance that I have nothing to do with that Lu Mingyi, it is purely a business dealing. ”

"I didn't say Sister Lu."

"Yes, I fell into this woman's trap again."

The statement walked to the balcony, picked up a piece of five-kernel mooncake and ate it, and said in a deep voice: "Tomorrow..."

Song Qinglan gently pulled the hair in his ear, "I'll work overtime tomorrow." ”

The statement looked at her and tried to say something, but it was swallowed back.

Sometimes when two people are together, they can often understand what the other party is going to say next with a look and a movement.

Song Qinglan is such a woman.

Just like my aunt said, a man is the sand in his hand, and the tighter you hold it, the more it will be lost.

She was very mindful of the man who pedaled on two boats, but she was inexplicably relieved by the statement.

Nothing was said all night.

The next day, the statement decided to take the train to Taishan.

Book your ticket, pick it up, and get on the bus.

The train at 9 a.m. doesn't arrive until 8 p.m.

The reason why you travel by train is more likely to be a feeling.

Ten years later, the train is still the same.

Perhaps because of the holiday, there were more people in the carriage, and as soon as he entered, he saw that there were already four beds full.

Find a bed and sit down, and then a man and a woman follow outside.

This man is about thirty years old, with a hideous scar on his face, and the woman is much younger than him, with a round face and a very plump figure.

The woman's seat was directly opposite him, and the man was below the woman.

The two of them should have come together.

The woman may feel a little hot when she goes up to the bed, so she takes off her outer garment, and it turns out that she has found a fiery red phoenix tattoo on her right shoulder.