Song Yi slept very well this night, not affected by last night at all, and had a good dream.

Suddenly, there was a knock on her door.

Song Yi was disturbed by someone, and his temper suddenly came up: "What are you doing?!" ”

Even though it is through a door, the anger does not diminish by half.

Tang Tang was stunned: "I thought you didn't come back last night, so let's take a look." ”

Song Yi rubbed her eyes, got up from the bed, and opened the curtains.

The sun is just right.

Lazily sprinkled all over the ground.

Seeing that she didn't respond for a long time, Tang Tang said again: "Then you have a good rest and go to worship my mother in the afternoon." ”

It is said that as long as people don't wake up, they will always miss the point.

For example-

Song Yi: "You wake me up and let me have a good rest?" ”

There's something wrong.

It was finally quiet outside the door.

Song Hao really woke up this time, sat back on the bed, and his thoughts drifted away.

Tang Tang's own mother, that is, Tang Yudong's original wife, had a medical accident when she gave birth to Tang Tang more than ten years ago and passed away.

Every year since then, Tang Yudong has worshiped on her sacrifice day.

After Song Yi came to this house, he would also be taken by Tang Yudong, and over time it became an unwritten rule in this family.

She had no impression of Tang Yudong's dead wife, after all, she had never met, let alone had a relationship, but she had only seen her in a posthumous photo in front of the tombstone from afar.

It was an extremely ordinary-looking woman, standing in a large field of begonia flowers, but smiling very brightly.

In the past, Song Yu always thought that Tang Yudong had a deep affection for her, so he went to worship every year.

Later, I found out that it was just a kind of self-consolation for Tang Yudong.

I have done too many things to worship the gods, so I can only worship ghosts.

……

In the afternoon, Tang Yudong had already prepared the offerings and was ready to leave for the cemetery.

Jiang Yuan is busy with business and has been traveling around the country for business these days.

But even if she is at home, Tang Yudong will not take her with her.

Tang Yudong tidied up his clothes, walked to the balcony and saw that Song Yu was still painting, his clothes were stained with paint, and he frowned suddenly.

"Well, hurry up and pack up, and go to worship your mother in a while."

Song babbled.

She has only one mother, and that is Jiang Kite.

When did you have a dead mom who had never met?

Tang Yudong saw that she didn't move, frowned and urged: "Don't hurry up!" ”

"My mother is alive and well, who are I going to worship?" Song Yi lowered his head and wiped the paint on his hands with a wet wipe.

Song Yudong's thorny appearance once again annoyed Tang Yudong, and he put down his usual disguised gentleness, and even his voice became sharp.

"Song T! Do you have a little conscience, is your heart made of stone? ”

Song babbled angrily: "Then your heart is made of balloons?" ”

She really thinks that Tang Yudong is shameless to the extreme, as long as it doesn't meet his wishes, it must be wrong, as long as there is resistance, it is unfilial.

originally thought that the older a person is, the more clearly he should see, and the bad guy will eventually become an old man.

But now it seems that it's just that the bad guys are getting old.

She wiped her fingers one by one with a tissue, as if she wanted to wipe off something unclean.

Tang Yudong came up and snatched her tissue, and his face was so angry that he was deformed: "Get out, you unfilial thing, get out of here, this is when I don't have your daughter!" ”

Unexpectedly, he was so ruthless to her!

She's so happy!

Finally, there is no need to act as a backup blood bank in this gloomy home!

Song Yi almost cried with joy, revealing a heartbroken smile: "Okay, I'll get out of now." ”