Chapter 823: The Farmer and the Snake
Song Cheng raised his eyes slightly and sighed softly: "Forget it, let her cry, you guys go and do your own." ”
"But master, it's not a way for my wife to cry like this, my body can't stand it." Sister-in-law Li said.
"Master, only if you speak, Mrs. can listen to two sentences, you go in and persuade, from last night to now, Mrs. has not closed her eyes and has been crying. Not long after the second wife left, I thought that my wife had already slept and rested, but I didn't expect that it would be a while before my wife ...... again"
Sister-in-law Li said with a worried face: "Master, you can persuade your wife, persuade her." ”
Song Zhenhai sighed, then knocked lightly on the door and walked in.
"Rong'er ......"
When he raised his eyes, he saw his wife crying in his son's arms, Song Zhenhai immediately took a step back and looked at it again.
It's Song City!
That's right, it's Song Cheng!
Song Zhenhai strode in: "Song Cheng! You son of a, you still know to come back! ”
The subordinates all surrounded the door, and everyone was stunned.
Is it the second young master? Young Master Song Cheng is back? Really coming back?
It can't be a ghost, right?
Song Cheng gently patted his mother on the shoulder, and then stood up, "Dad, do you also think that something happened to me?" Who is spreading rumors, I just went to the mountains to check the progress of the project, and stopped by to see the Qianzhou that was collecting wind over there. ”
Song Zhenhai opened his mouth to speak, but he couldn't answer.
The eldest lady cried so much that she couldn't breathe, and choked up: "If you don't care, it's messy?" If it weren't for you, how would we have been blinded by some gossip? It will not be peaceful for our whole family......"
The eldest lady's words fell, and her heart became uncomfortable again.
There is a kind of happiness for the rest of his life after the catastrophe, but when he saw Song Cheng, his eyes couldn't help but accumulate tears.
In the end, after this oolong, I knew my son's position in my heart and my position in this family.
If something really happens to his son, I'm afraid this family will really be scattered.
"Cheng'er, come, mom hug me for a while, I always feel unreal."
The eldest lady's heart is still hurting, and she is only relieved when she looks at her son.
Song Zhenhai recovered quickly, it was not a hallucination, it was not a ghost, he immediately looked at Song Cheng.
"So the news of the landslide is pure fiction?"
Song Cheng held his mother's hand and patted it lightly before responding to his father.
"No, it's true, it's just that it's someone else who has an accident, not me."
Song Cheng explained the matter briefly, he was not good at narrating what happened, and he was unwilling to explain more.
But in the face of his loved ones, he had to explain over and over again.
He said: "That's it, Yuan Jin replaced me and assisted Qianzhou to help the kid take care of his father's funeral, and I rushed back to deal with the company's affairs as soon as possible." ”
The eldest lady was already well, but when she heard that her son had suffered so much in the accident yesterday, tears rolled down again.
"Heaven has eyes, let you turn evil into good, nothing is more important than living, you can live, that's enough." The eldest lady choked up.
Song Cheng said in a low voice: "I'm fine, it's just that in the end, we owe someone a life." Pingfu was killed because of us. ”
It wasn't that they decided to go yesterday; It's not that they go to someone to deliver the 'disaster' to the door; it's not that he and Liu Qianzhou are walking too slowly; it's not that they're dragging their feet; it's not that they take the boxes and so on, and so on, they have created many, many opportunities.
Pingfu, there are many ways to avoid that disaster, but after all, it ......
What Song Cheng couldn't let go of was that Pingfu was killed in front of his eyes, and it was only a minute before and after, right in front of his eyes, watching what happened.
Every time Song Cheng thought of it, it was Pingfu's face that he couldn't struggle before he died, and he couldn't get rid of it.
The eldest lady said in a low voice: "That porter is a good man and has a good reward, even if he goes, he will go to heaven, and I will help him pray for blessings at night, so that he can go at ease." ”
Song Zhenhai also sighed after hearing it, thanks to the fact that he resisted his life.
To put it bluntly, maybe yesterday's accident was for my son, a mountain, and I haven't heard of many mountain collapses in many places for decades. No matter how big the mudslide is, it only blocks the road, and it is far from the level of a landslide.
But as soon as his son left, it rained continuously, and the mountain peaks that had stood for decades for three hundred taels actually collapsed.
Isn't this the providence of the underworld?
Such an accident requires human blood sacrifice, thanks to the porter.
In addition to doing his own business, the chairman himself also delved into metaphysics, and studied metaphysics and feng shui, so he also had his own perspective when he looked at calligraphy and painting. It is precisely because he looks at the picture from a different angle from everyone else, and Liu Qianzhou's painting style just fits his certain preferences, so he loves Liu Qianzhou's paintings very much.
The chairman said: "The porter's child is nine years old this year? ”
"Eight, nine." Song Chengdao, he didn't know how old he was, but he heard Liu Qianzhou say that the child was eight or nine years old.
The chairman said: "Do you have other relatives at home to rely on?" ”
"No, the grandfather is all gone, and the biological mother was seriously ill a few years ago, and the father and son originally depended on each other, but now, he is alone." When Song Cheng said this, his tone was very low, obviously depressed.
The eldest lady opened her mouth, "That...... So, he became an orphan? ”
"Yes." Song Cheng responded.
Song Zhenhai said: "We ruined his home, let's give him a home, let him enter the Song family, and enjoy the same as the juniors of the Song family." ”
Song Zhenhai's words fell, and the eldest lady opened her mouth, "Master......"
"Don't say more, it's for him." Song Zhenhai said.
The eldest lady opened her mouth: "However, there is already a pine nut at home, why should we add another one...... Besides, sir, there is no threat to our city now, he can have his own children, why raise so many other people's children? ”
"This is what our Song family owes to others, and we should pay it back. Have you ever thought that if it weren't for the father of that child, the person who is crushed under the mountain today could be our son. Our son survived, and you don't remember the kindness of others who sacrificed for us? Jiang Rong, have you thought about it, there has been no accident on that mountain for more than ten years, and it is the will of God that they will collapse if they go. In the end, we have to remember the kindness of others, do you understand? ”
Song Zhenhai has something to say, but after decades of husband and wife, the eldest wife naturally understands it.
The meaning of the husband's words is that his son's life was exchanged for his life.
They want to repay the favor, so raising the child well is what they should do.
Song Zhenhai raised his eyes and looked at Song Cheng with majesty in his eyes.
"You discuss it with Qianzhou, even if you can have your own child, you will be responsible for raising that child." Song Zhenhai said.
"Okay, I don't have an opinion with Qianqian." Song Cheng Road.
The eldest lady hesitated: "But there is already a pine nut at home, and the child needs to be taken care of when he comes back. ”
Song Cheng said: "Even if everything is normal, it will not be so fast, and there will be a period for the child to adapt." It's just that after experiencing yesterday's events, I am worried about the child's mental health. ”
"Then I'll contact the psychiatrist now, and when the child comes back, I'll go for a consultation." The eldest lady said.
Song Cheng nodded: "This is okay." ”
Song Zhenhai said: "When the child is brought back, what the Song family can do and should do must be done in place, and the child must not feel discriminated treatment. ”
When the words fell, I suddenly remembered to ask, "What is that child's name?" ”
"Zihua, Ping Zihua." Song Cheng Road.
Song Zhenhai pondered slightly: "Although the name is a little thin, it doesn't matter, just be hard-blessed." ”
The eldest lady said: "If you don't die in great trouble, you will have a blessing." In the future, my Song family will definitely be in the middle of the day and climb to the top again. ”
Song Zhenhai finally smiled when he heard his wife's words.
"This is said well, the Song family will definitely be like the sun and climb to the top again."
The people outside the door all dispersed, and all Amitabha Buddha shouted good luck.
"I'll just say, our owner is so kind, God will definitely not let our young master have an accident. Those heinous evildoers deserve to be ...... heaven."
Someone called Sister-in-law Li, and Sister-in-law Li stopped at her feet and looked back at people.
"What's wrong?"
"Sister-in-law Li, did you hear what the master said, the master said that he would accept a little master, and he would accept it into the second young master's house, right?"
Sister-in-law Li was slightly stunned, "Yes, if Young Master Sun wants to take it in, he can only put it on the second young master's side, after all, it was the second young master who brought it back." ”
"Sister-in-law Li, but I think that the child's father is gone because of this incident, will he put this sin on the second young master and the young grandmother? Isn't the second young master an enemy of that child? If such a child is to be kept around, it will be a scourge. ”
Sister-in-law Li was reminded of this, and her back was cold.
"Sister-in-law Li, the story of the farmer and the snake won't be forgotten, right?"
Sister-in-law Li wrinkled her eyebrows slightly, "I hope this guess is wrong, but it's not accurate, it's always good to be prepared." ”
"Yes, our hosts are all kind-hearted, and they are not willing to let that child be homeless. But if that child is heartless, if he becomes that snake in the future, he will ......"
"I'll find a chance to talk to my wife." Sister-in-law Li said.
"Okay, you can just mention it. The thoughts of the hosts will not be withdrawn because of a few words from us, after all, the master thinks that it was the child's father who saved our second young master. In fact, this is all destined by God, the king of Hades wants you to die in the third watch, and you will not live in the fifth watch. Even though the child's father is a good man who endures hardships and stands hard work, maybe that is his life. ”
Sister-in-law Li said: "Don't talk about it, let's do our own work, in short, our young master will come back safely, all this is enough." ”
"Yes, yes, this is also."
The people all dispersed, and Sister-in-law Li felt a little uncomfortable, which was a big problem.
The farmer saved the snake, but was eaten by the snake instead, and the story is creepy to think about.
The second young master and the young lady don't have a child of their own, just a pine nut, if the young grandmother still has nothing to do in the future, or if she gives birth to a daughter, then half of the Song family, won't it have to be sent to an outsider?
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