Chapter 31: Qingzhou (13)
Song Zhicai's face showed a fierce light, pushed away the little maid blocking the door, kicked open the door, and Song Ziyun's figure appeared from behind the door.
She wore a rare makeup today, wearing a bright red wedding dress, and was leaning on the recliner in the middle of the courtyard, and it was Song Zhirong who couldn't see his expression when she knelt on the ground.
"Glory!" Song Zhicai was taken aback by Song Zhirong's motionless appearance, and he was full of anxiety when he spoke.
Seeing that Song Zhicai was so worried about Song Zhirong, Song Ziyun smiled sarcastically: "Since I was a child, I have always thought that you have no heart, but I didn't expect you to be good to your son!" ”
"Evil Barrier!" Song Zhicai opened his mouth angrily, looking at Song Ziyun's eyes, he almost wanted to devour Song Ziyun alive: "If something happens to Zhirong today, you can pay for his life here!" ”
Hearing this, Song Ziyun laughed, and actually laughed into tears: "You want me to pay for my life, do you want to see if my good brother who is not dead will agree?" ”
And just as Song Ziyun said this, Song Zhirong, who had been motionless beside him, finally slowly turned around and looked at his father: "Father, is what she said true?" ”
"What is true? What is fake? Song Zhicai panicked, as if he had been stepped on a sore foot: "It's all nonsense!" I've taught you for so many years, can't you tell the difference between these things? ”
Song Zhirong was already in tears.
He stared at Song Ziyun's face, which looked five points similar to himself, and finally completely collapsed: "You have taught me since I was a child to unite knowledge and action, and be respectful and courteous!" But you never told me that I have a sister who has been begging for life in the backyard, can't die! ”
"She's my sister!" Song Zhirong didn't know what kind of occasion it was now, his clothes were stained with dirt, his eyes were red, and he cried with tears streaming down his face: "It's the closest person to me in my blood besides you and your mother who died early!" ”
"She's not!" Song Zhicai's gaze staring at Song Ziyun was almost like substance, not at all like the situation between a pair of biological father and daughter: "She killed your mother from birth!" After the master calculated, he is ready to kill me and you! I have kept her in the backyard all these years, and I have done my best! ”
Song Zhirong couldn't hear anything else.
How ridiculous! Just because my mother died in childbirth when my sister was born, just because my sister coughed when she was born, just because a Taoist priest who has no name and no surname and no basis for a sentence that believes that my sister is a close friend's life, my father, who has respected and trusted him since he was a child, let himself be incognito with his sick sister from his mother's womb, and grow up alone in the backyard.
While he was well-fed in the front yard, his own sister had some difficulty even eating enough in the backyard, let alone the medicine to cure the disease!
His mother died too early, and Song Zhirong was too young at that time. Except for the resemblance to my mother, I didn't seem to have learned anything else from my mother's body.
And now, Song Zhirong's heart hurts uncontrollably.
Song Zhirong lost his soul and was depressed, Song Zhicai's voice with anger sounded, and his eyes looking at Song Ziyun seemed to be quenched with poison.
"Look at it, look at it!" Song Ziyun smiled and bent over, like a mad maniac: "Song Zhicai, you really don't have any ability in your life, you don't care about your wife, there are so many concubines and concubines in the yard!" It's the same with my own daughter, who left me in the backyard to fend for herself because of a false word! Your only achievement in this life is to raise a good brother and a son like me! ”
Song Zhirong is a gentle and soft-hearted person, with means but also a bottom line, and can be called a handsome son. Compared with Song Zhicai's indifferent and unscrupulous character, the personalities of the two people can be regarded as very different!
It is precisely because of this that Song Zhirong reacted so much to Song Aster!
The relationship between the characters of the Song family is messy, and Song Zhirong's current situation is poor, so I want to hit it. It's obviously the courtyard of the newlyweds, but the bride is missing, and the people in the bride's family are also in a hurry.
The head lady of the Zhu family is already going crazy.
Looking at Song Ziyun's current situation, I'm afraid I'm crazy! It was a good day for his daughter to get married just now, but now that his daughter is gone, how can he not be in a hurry.
"Miss Song!" The wife of the head of the Zhu family hurriedly squeezed in from behind the crowd and pleaded with Song Ziyun: "No matter what causal relationship you have with the Song family, what enmity you have, or what grievances you have, it has nothing to do with my daughter!" What about my daughter? ”
Song Ziyun smiled, looking at Mrs. Zhu who was anxious, there was a rare envy in her eyes, it turned out that the person who was protected by her mother was really so good, so good that people were jealous, so good that people wanted to destroy all this!
"You say my sister-in-law?" Song Ziyun showed a cruel smile, and looked at Mrs. Zhu with malicious intent in her eyes: "Just now, I seemed to have knocked her out in order to take off her clothes!" How did she get knocked out by me? I don't know what happened now, but it looks like my head is bleeding! Yes! I haven't left her alone for so long, she's not going to lie down and die, right? ”
Pretending to speak, seeing that Mrs. Zhu fell directly in front of her without lifting it in one breath, Song Ziyun still refused to let go of Song Zhirong, who was lost next to her, she reached out to pull Song Zhirong's clothes: "Brother! Brother! What to do? If Miss Zhu died, would I have killed someone? You're my brother-in-law, and you're going to protect me!" ”
"Aster!"
Liang Qian's crying voice sounded in the crowd, and Song Ziyun stopped all her movements at once.
Closing her eyes, Song Ziyun turned her head as if she didn't want to believe it, and saw Liang Qian at a glance in the crowd.
"Aster!" Liang Qian had completely collapsed, she grabbed one of Li Yu's arms, and cried, tears and snot on her face.
Li Yu hugged her gently and patted Liang Qian's back to comfort her.
In the end, Song Ziyun sighed: "Silly shallow, why are you here?" Shouldn't you be staying home today? Why did you get here? Why did you come here today? ”
Liang Qian is the most innocent and kind girl Song Ziyun has seen over the years, and she is the most gentle piece of Song Ziyun's heart, she doesn't want Liang Qian to see such a side of herself.
From the moment she knew the truth of the year, she had fallen into the mud and could no longer climb out, she hoped that she would always be a clean and gentle big sister in Liang Qian's heart.
"I'm sorry!"
I'm not the gentle and clean sister you imagined.