"I ......"

Zheng Xudong's voice was stuck in his mouth, and he couldn't speak.

He wanted to, but he didn't have the ability.

He is the son of the Zheng family, he can't just think about himself, he has to think about the entire Zheng family, considering his mother, and even the child in his cousin's womb.

That kid is his, too!

Zheng Xudong was helpless.

Looking at Zheng Xudong's expression, everyone in the Song family already understood Zheng Xudong's choice.

Song Chengyi grabbed Zheng Xudong's collar and scolded angrily, "Useless thing! Get lost! Get out of here now! ”

"Get out of our old Song family!"

"We don't welcome you in our old Song family!"

Song Chengzhong and Song Chengli were also angry.

The three brothers dragged Zheng Xudong together and threw him out of the gate of the Song family.

Inside the Song family's house, the atmosphere was sluggish.

Song Huiying lay in Zhou's arms, "Woo! Woo! cried, "Mother, what's the matter, I'll be able to fix it in the future!" ”

"Yue'er, what will happen in the future!"

"If I have a stepmother and a stepfather, if I leave and give up my position, how will Yue'er live in Lao Zheng's family in the future."

"They can't torture my Yue'er."

"My Yue'er, she's only six years old." The more Song Huiying thought about it, the more sad she became, and her crying became louder and louder.

As he spoke, he rushed out of the Song family's upper room.

Outside the gate, Zheng Xudong was kneeling there, knocking on the door, begging for forgiveness one by one.

Inside the door, Song Huiying sat on the ground and looked far away through the gap.

Both husband and wife have sadness in their eyes.

None of them wanted to be separated, but life forced them to make a choice.

Zheng Xudong has Zheng Xudong's helplessness, and Song Huiying has Song Huiying's bottom line.

None of them want to back down.

Until, two hours later, Zheng Xudong's voice was hoarse, and the person was so cold that he was weak.

retracted his voice, wiped away his tears, and turned away helplessly.

Song Huiying lay on the door, biting her lip to prevent herself from screaming, quietly looking at Zheng Xudong's back, leaving her sight step by step, her heart was desolate.

Perhaps, when all this is over, they will go their separate ways, and there will never be any intersection again.

"Auntie! Don't look at it! Song Qingyuan, Song Qingmo hugged Song Huiying one by one and comforted, "There will always be a rainbow after the wind and rain." ”

"We have to look forward, don't always look back, things will always pass."

Will it pass? Song Huiying's eyes showed confusion.

She doesn't want to go back, she just wants to go back to the past, to the happy days that belonged to them.

…………

In the blink of an eye, the Chinese New Year's Eve, Songjia Village is full of lights.

The children in the village went from house to house, and many of them came to Song's house to pay New Year's greetings.

At this time, Song Qingyuan grabbed a handful of melon seeds, or two sugar cubes, and sent the child away happily.

Shiro looked at the cheerful little baby, then looked at the bare courtyard, and pulled Zhou's sleeve, "Milk, why didn't our family pull the little flag this year?" ”

Hearing this, Zhou slashed hard.

"What's, the end of the stuff that doesn't know anything, the family is in a bad mood, whoever pulls the little flag for you, you know that it's fun day by day."

"I can't even tell the height of my eyebrows, that book has made you read it for nothing." Zhou choked.

Shiro's head went down, and he pouted vigorously while Zhou was not paying attention.

If you don't talk about it, you won't talk about it, what are you scolding him for.

It wasn't he who let his old uncle have someone outside.

Shiro ran out and hid to the side sulking.

Song Qingyuan walked over and rubbed Shiro's head, "When will you grow up!" ”

Shiro looked up aggrievedly, he was not stupid, he understood the meaning of his sister's words, which was also saying that he was ignorant.

"I'm nine years old, I'm grown up." Shiro said angrily.

Song Qingyuan, helpless.

"Forget it!"

He was only nine years old, still a child, and thought about how things could be so thoughtful.

"Go ahead!"

Song Qingyuan patted Shiro on the shoulder, "Let's go play with Dongzi!" ”

"Don't hang around the milk for the past two days, the milk is in a bad mood."

"Got it!" Shiro said sullenly.

He stood up and scurried out.

Song Qingyuan turned around and entered the kitchen, where Sun was cooking with Da Kui's daughter-in-law, Tian Ju, and Qian Wanru.

"Auntie, do you need any help?" Song Qingyuan poked his head in and asked.

"Yuan'er!" Sun Shi turned around, "You go and take out the capers, tofu skin, dried sausages, and the frozen goods in the jar." ”

"Done!" Song Qingyuan responded.

I walked to the tank and took out all the things that had been frozen before.

At this time, Song Qingmo and Song Qingrong also entered the kitchen.

After a while, Song Huiying walked over, sister-in-law, "If there is any work that I need to do, you can just tell me." ”

"Hye-young! It's a lot of people, you go back to the room and stay there, there's nothing busy here, we'll be busy in a while. Sun said.

The corners of Song Huiying's mouth twitched, squeezing out a pale smile.

"Sister-in-law, I'm not sick, and I'm not a guest, so what can I do in my own house."

"Don't treat me as a noble person, you can tell me what kind of work you want."

Saying that, Song Huiying took the knife from Da Kui's daughter-in-law, picked up the chicken that had been removed and chopped it.

Sun still wanted to persuade, but Song Qingyuan pulled her sleeve and whispered, "Forget it!" ”

"If my aunt wants to do it, let her do it for a while!"

"When you work for a while, you can also be distracted, and you won't have to think about unhappy things."

Hearing Song Qingyuan say this, the Sun family could only give up, turned his head and led everyone to continue to prepare the meal.

When it was time to eat, Zheng Xudong carried things into the door of the Song family, and Song Chengzhong saw it and frowned.

"Why haven't you left yet!"

Zheng Xudong's expression darkened, and he said, "Huiying is here, I can't go." ”

"Hey!"

Song Chengzhong sighed, "Come in with me!" ”

When the Song family went to the room, everyone was surprised when they saw Zheng Xudong coming in.

Zhou glanced sideways and didn't speak, Old Man Song's expression softened, "Since you're here, let's eat first, and we'll talk about the rest after eating." ”

A meal, everyone in the Song family ate it, and they were accidentally happy.

After the meal, Song Qingyuan, Song Qingrong, Song Qingmo and other juniors took the initiative to pick up the table and clean up the dishes and chopsticks.

Old Man Song looked at Zheng Xudong and said earnestly, "Xudong! Stay here for one night tonight and you'll be back tomorrow morning! ”

"You also tell your mother what you mean at home, and you can persuade her too."

"Hui Ying is still young. It's not that you can't give birth in your twenties, and we can't afford to have a child born to someone else. ”

"Whether it is marrying a wife or taking a concubine, or raising a concubine, our Song family will never accept this, and Huiying will never accept it." Send the old man to list his own conditions.

"Your old Zheng family also discussed, see what is going on, if you can get by, you can continue to live, whether the relationship between the two of you is good, until the last resort, as a father, no one wants to let you separate."

"But I really can't get by, so let's separate and separate, so that we can gather and disperse, and we will have to deal with each other in the future."