Song Jianshu looked at Cao Fang and frowned.

It's just that before he could speak, Grandma Song shouted: "What do you want to do with such a scourge?" Look at the pile of money-losing goods you gave birth, hurry up and get out, our Song family can't afford you. ”

Cao Fang didn't look at Grandma Song, nor did she look at Song Jianshu again.

She turned her head, stretched out her hand to wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes, and looked at her three daughters: "Your father doesn't want us anymore, are you willing to follow me?" ”

The three daughters almost said in unison: "Mother, I'll follow you." ”

Song Jianshu originally thought that his three daughters would persuade Cao Fang.

I didn't expect the small and big ones to be so ignorant.

He was so angry that he couldn't do it: "Where can your mother take you." ”

Grandma Song interrupted him: "Let them go, all go, lose money one by one, just get out." ”

Song Jianshu turned his head and saw that his own mother was angry, and he swallowed it back when he reached his mouth.

Cao Fang led her three daughters back to the house to pack their things.

Grandma Song followed her in small steps: "If you want to go, just go, everything in this room is our old Song family, you are not allowed to take anything away." ”

When Cao Fang heard this, she shouted aggrievedly: "All the valuable things in this house have been given to you by your son, what do you think I can take." ”

All she wanted was a few clothes.

The three sisters didn't have much nostalgia for this family, and each took their own clothes and followed behind Cao Fang.

Cao Fang has been married to Song Jianshu for so many years, and the two have experienced all kinds of ups and downs together, in the final analysis, she is still a little nostalgic for this family and Song Jianshu.

Walking up to Song Jianshu with the package, Cao Fang asked him with tears: "Song Jianshu, let me ask you again, do you really don't want mother-in-law and children?" ”

Song Jianshu opened his mouth, and before he could speak, Grandma Song walked over quickly and pushed Song Jianshu away, and stood in front of Cao Fang: "If you want to get out, get out quickly, we can still marry your mother-in-law and have a son without you, you broken shoes that no one wants, see how you live without our old Song family." ”

Song Xiaoqiao also squeezed his own mother away, and said to Grandma Song: "Milk, then you marry my father and give birth to a son as soon as possible, don't just talk about it, I am partial to the second uncle and the third uncle in my heart, and forget about my father's marriage." ”

Song Zhaodi also went out at this time, and Song Xiaoqiao and the two of them put their arms around Cao Fang's arm, and set up the tearful Cao Fang out of the courtyard together.

Although Cao Fang tried his best to endure it, he didn't see Song Jianshu chasing him out of this courtyard, and he choked up sadly.

This man, who used to say that he would love her for the rest of his life, why did he abandon her now because she didn't give birth to a son, just because his mother wanted him to divorce his wife.

Cao Fang couldn't figure it out, at this moment, she even wanted to die at the gate of the Song family and make that man regret it!

There were still neighbors around who had not dispersed listening to the sound in the courtyard of the Song family with their ears pricked up, and when they raised their eyes, they saw Cao Fang leading their three daughters out.

They saw at a glance that Cao Fang's mood was wrong, and after their eyes stayed on the package of Cao Fang and the three children for a moment, one of them asked Song Xiaoqiao: "Xiaoqiao, is your mother taking you to visit relatives?" ”

Song Xiaoqiao replied: "My mother is going to divorce, and my mother will find a mother-in-law who can give birth to a son for my father, and we will leave with my mother." ”

All:......

Song Jianshu's eldest is not a small age, his family is in tatters like that, and he still wants to marry a mother-in-law and have a son, this, this is a pipe dream, right?