Ji Yu is not used to words such as forgiveness, Haihan, and forgiveness, and most of the apologies in the village are very colloquial, "I'm sorry", so she is even more colloquial, and "I'm sorry" is on her lips.

Song Jing once asked her if "I'm sorry" means "I'm sorry".

She nodded, and played with it, deliberately saying to the top - "I'm sorry" means "I am wrong, I hope you will forgive me".

Song Jing remembered, and then said this to Ji Yu.

It's funny.

Ji Yu paused and said, "You have no fault, you don't need to say these three words." ”

"No......" Song Jing shook his head, shaking his head again and again.

He has a lot of things to say, but when he finds that when people are really sad, they can't say anything, so they can only repeat each other's names over and over again.

Tonight, the sky is beautiful, and the moon, which has been lazy for many days, actually goes to work.

It's just that its mood doesn't seem to be very good, hiding behind thick clouds, hiding itself only in a silhouette.

The faint light sprinkled all over the world, adding a little desolation.

It was obvious that they were two people standing opposite each other, but they no longer dared to meet each other's eyes.

Relatively silent, only boundless melancholy spreads, and even the passing wind is silent.

There was too much silence, and the wind was overwhelmed, and let out a heavy sigh, carrying the fallen leaves on the ground and drifting away.

Ji Yu smiled, a little regretful, but the kind of smile that was not too sad made people feel too guilty.

"Go back quickly, your mother can't do without someone to take care of you at this time."

Song Jing met her gaze and squeezed out a sentence with great difficulty, "You will ...... in the future" Take care. ”

Ji Yu nodded, and Song Jing turned around.

His steps were slow, as if his legs weighed a thousand pounds.

Ji Yu watched him get farther and farther away, and suddenly shouted at his back, "Don't let her beat you again in the future, it's really not good, you just run!" ”

Song Jing's figure suddenly stopped.

He didn't turn back, but quickened his pace, staggered and disappeared at the end of Ji Yu's sight.

Ji Yu watched him completely merge with the darkness, and the curvature of the corners of his mouth slowly fell, only then did he find that his cheeks were sour.

She stood there for a while, not knowing what she was thinking, as if she hadn't thought of anything.

Until I felt that the corners of my skirt were being pulled by something, I looked down and saw that it was Xiaoding.

Ji Yu squatted down and patted Xiao Ding's head.

Xiao Ding successfully won attention, opened his mouth to loosen the corners of his skirt, first rubbed her palms, and then put their front legs on her knees, sticking out their tongues to lick her cheeks.

After licking it, I paused, probably tasting a salty taste.

But Xiaoding is a good Xiaoding, he doesn't dislike Ji Yu, so the dog's head continues to move forward, Ji Yu can't stop it, after all, this little guy has grown a lot in the past few months.

Finally pulled Xiao Ding down, and his face was already wet.

She wiped it and wiped it again, and the more she wiped it, the wetter it became.

"Xiao Ding, it's really cold."

Everything was slaughtered, and the grass and trees withered, so her peach blossoms that were out of season were also defeated.

Ji Yu sighed, sniffed, and estimated that she might have a cold.

rubbed Xiaoding's dog head and took it into the courtyard latch.

It's time to sleep. Get some sleep, tomorrow is a new day, and people have to look forward.

Song Jingshen returned home with one shallow foot, standing in the courtyard, looking around, his eyes were gloomy and his heart was dazed.

Suddenly I didn't know what to do, I didn't know where to go, like a numb empty shell.

It wasn't until a series of coughing sounds came from Westinghouse that he woke up from the depths of the obstacle.

He rolled up his sleeves and went into the stove room, reheated the porridge and rice he had cooked before, took out the only remaining bowl from the cutting board, and brought it into the Westinghouse.

When he entered the door, he brought in a gust of wind, and the flame of the oil lamp swayed, and the person lying on the bed slowly opened his eyes, and his face was sickly and lifeless.

Song Jing sat down on the edge of the kang with a bowl, scooped a spoonful of porridge and handed it to Meng's mouth

She tilted her head to the other side, moving slowly, and she could see that she had no strength anymore.

Song Jing put the spoon back in the bowl, even though he was extremely tired, he had to say something, he couldn't watch his own mother starve to death.

"Mother, let's eat something, I haven't had a good meal for a few days, and if I continue like this, ......"

Meng Shi turned a deaf ear and did not hear it.

Song Jing lowered his head and was silent for a while, and suddenly said, "Me and Ji Yu...... Broken. ”

This sentence was like the best medicine, Meng Shi's gaze turned again, staring directly at Song Jing, and it looked very terrifying.

She opened her mouth, and all she could say was gas.

Song Jing's mouth was full of bitterness, and he nodded, "It's broken, it's completely broken, you can eat?" ”

Meng's eyes were astonishingly bright, and even his dull face was rejuvenated.

Song Jing endured the dull pain in her heart and handed the spoon to her mouth again.

Meng shook his head eagerly.

Her mouth opened and closed, and although she didn't make a sound, Song Jing read what she meant.

He had a terrible headache, and he was patient to persuade him.

"I know that you have a knot in your heart back then, but my uncle also has his helplessness. Although he didn't take him in, he helped us settle down in the town, and over the years, he has received a lot of help, both openly and secretly.

I just passed the Tongsheng test, and the Meng clan came to pick me up, you are afraid that I will be like Ji Lianjiao, who will not be able to pass the hospital examination for many years, and I will not be able to afford the silver supply at that time, so I agree to move back to Dafeng Village.

Now that I have been successfully admitted to Xiucai, how can I turn my face and not recognize people? ”

Meng's face changed instantly, he let out two ahhh

"Mother, aren't you afraid that doing this will hurt your uncle's heart? What's so good about Songjia Village, and what's worth going back to in that place......"

No matter what Song Jing said, Meng, who had already fallen into a state of madness, couldn't listen to it at all.

Her anger did not decrease but increased, and seeing that Song Jing still didn't let go, she slammed into the wall inside when she got up.

"Mother!"

Song Jing almost collapsed, and Po Tong knelt down, holding his head in his hands, and shouted in pain.

"I listen to you, I listen to you!!"

Meng's action of hitting the wall seemed to be paused, and she looked at Song Jing who gave in, and a rare smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

On the last day of September, following Meng's hanging, another news caused a sensation in Dafeng Village.

Song Jing and Meng are moving out.

On the day of leaving, most of the people in the village went to the entrance of the village.

Ji Yu asked Widow Xie and the eldest sister and brother to stop what they were doing, and if they wanted to go, they would go and have a look.

Widow Xie couldn't sit still for a long time and asked her why she didn't go with her.

Ji Yu shook her head and didn't speak.

When she came back after a long time, Widow Xie sighed very much.

"I'll just say it, if people's roots are not rooted here, no matter how talented they are, they can't keep them."

Ji Xuelan also sighed, "Those people in the Song clan refused to make decisions for widows and children, but now they come to welcome the talented princess, but they are laughing one by one." ”

"Counting up a hundred years in their village, they haven't been able to produce a single talent, so they can't die of laughter! If Song Jing goes up the test again, there will be more times when the future clan will follow! ”

"Alas, no wonder, I see Uncle Li Zheng laughing as if he was crying."

"If you can't do anything, you can't really turn your face. Song Jing's current identity, whether he made a feud or not, didn't look at the Hong family when he gave it away? I estimate that her intestines are now green, and her small-bellied chicken intestines are naturally short-sighted, and she deserves it! ”

"If you don't leave, you can't do it, Aunt Meng almost died in a fuss......"

The departure of Song Jing's mother and son can be regarded as an indirect confirmation of the reason why Meng hanged before.

Just when the village returned to peace, a different story came out of nowhere.

It is said that Meng hanged himself not because of a dispute with Meng Li about returning to her husband's house, but because Ji Yu hooked up with Song Jing.

Song Jing was fascinated by Ji Yu, and was bent on marrying her home, but Meng couldn't stop her, and in a fit of anger, he found a short-sightedness!

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