At six o'clock in the afternoon, after Song Zhiyuan got off work, she drove directly to a private nursing home in the suburbs to see her mother Liu Mengyun.

Today, Friday, she usually stays in a nursing home for one night to accompany Liu Mengyun.

"Iris, why does my mother think that you are thin again, are you too busy at work recently and haven't eaten well?"

At dinner, Liu Mengyun kept serving vegetables to Song Zhiyuan.

Song Zhiyuan grinned, "Mom, I deliberately lost weight, not tired." ”

"You kid, you're so thin, what kind of fat do you lose, and if you lose more, you'll only have a handful of bones left."

Liu Mengyun sneered at Song Zhiyuan, her eyes were distressed and reproachful, "What man likes a woman who only has a handful of bones, and she still has to have meat on her body to look good." ”

Song Zhiyuan nodded with a smile and promised "Okay".

She and Zhou Qichuan got married, she hasn't told Liu Mengyun until now.

Probably Liu Mengyun knew that after the death of her father Song Qingyan, it was Zhou Jiangyuan who took the lead in taking advantage of the fire to rob and carve up their Song family, so every time she mentioned the people of the Zhou family, Liu Mengyun's emotions would be out of control, and even mentally disordered.

After eating, when Song Zhiyuan cleaned up and was going to throw out the garbage, his mobile phone rang on the sofa.

Liu Mengyun was watching the news on the sofa, and when she heard Song Zhiyuan's mobile phone ringing, she took it and saw that it was "Secretary Chi", and she connected the phone.

"Manager Song, the director asked you to rush back to the company for a meeting right now."

Liu Mengyun couldn't help frowning when she heard this, and said unhappily, "What company are you?" I don't look at what time it is, and I call people back to the company for a meeting, isn't this squeezing. ”

"Ah, you're not Manager Song!" Chi Xue on the other end of the phone was surprised.

"I'm the mother of the kite." Liu Mengyun said with a straight face.

"Oh, aunt, hello, we are the Zhou family, the big group, it should be that there is some emergency in the company, so-"

"Wait, what do you say? What Zhou, which Zhou? Liu Mengji suddenly interrupted Chi Xue, and anger appeared uncontrollably on his face.

"Aunt, of course there is only one Zhou group in Jinning, which is the Zhou family's Zhou family-"

"Bang!"

Just when Chi Xue's voice in the mobile phone had not fallen, Liu Mengyun suddenly smashed the mobile phone out, trembling uncontrollably because of anger and hatred.

"Mom." Song Zhiyuan just walked back to the door, and when she saw Liu Mengyun who suddenly showed signs of losing control, she hurriedly pounced, "What's wrong with you?" ”

"Smack!"

Unexpectedly, before Song Zhiyuan's voice fell, Liu Mengyun raised her hand and slapped her in the face, and roared angrily, "Who asked you to work for the Zhou family, who let you enter the Zhou family, ah?" ”

Song Zhiyuan was stunned for a moment, and after reacting, he hurriedly grabbed Liu Mengyun's hands, "Mom, you calm down first, listen to me, I entered the Zhou family to work, just to know more about the past——"

"Kite, don't marry Zhou Jingyu, don't enter the Zhou family, the Zhou family is not a good thing, they will harm people, and the Zhou family will kill your ......"

Suddenly, Liu Mengyun hugged Song Zhiyuan and cried bitterly and shouted.

"Mom, Mom." Song Zhiyuan also hugged her, nodded and kept reassuring, "Mom, I know, the Zhou family is not a good person, I will be careful and will not let them hurt me." ”

"You rebel girl, are you disobedient?"

Suddenly, Liu Mengyun pushed Song Zhiyuan away again, then grabbed the pillow on the sofa and smashed it desperately at her, "If you are disobedient, I will beat you to death, beating you to death, it is better than being killed by the Zhou family......"

Seeing that the situation was not good, Song Zhiyuan hurriedly found doctors and nurses, controlled Liu Mengyun, and injected her with a diazepam.

Before falling asleep in a daze, Liu Mengyun grabbed Song Zhiyuan's hand and refused to let go, and murmured, "Kite, don't get close to the Zhou family, they don't have a good thing, they are all bad people, they are all bad people......"

Song Zhiyuan had no choice but to nod and coax Liu Mengyun to sleep.

Finally relieved, she went to pick up the phone that had been smashed into the corner.

The mobile phone can't be used, and I can only see that the call just now was from Chi Xue.

There must be something wrong with the company.

She went to find Liu Mengyun's mobile phone and wanted to call Chi Xue back.

As a result, Liu Mengyun's mobile phone was not found, but she saw a bunch of shredded photos in the drawer of the bedside table.

She had never seen these pictures before, and they were slightly yellowed, probably taken twenty or thirty years ago.

Because of curiosity, Song Zhiyuan took out all the photos, put them together neatly, and found that the photos that had been cut out were all her father and Zhou Jingyu's mother Sun Biqiao.

Her mother and Sun Biqiao have been good friends for many years, so she and Zhou Jingyu have a marriage contract.

Back then, not long after her father's death, Sun Biqiao committed suicide, and her mother gradually went insane.

Song Zhiyuan always felt that her mother loved her father too much and couldn't accept her father's death, so she had mental problems.

Then why, now my mother wants to cut all the photos of my father and Sun Biqiao into pieces?!

"Knock knock—"

Just as Song Zhiyuan was groaning, there was a sudden knock at the door.

She looked up.

"Why are you here?"

"Mom slept?"

It was Zhou Qichuan, and the voices of the two people sounded almost at the same time.

At the mention of Liu Mengyun, Song Zhiyuan's eyes were obviously flustered.

She immediately turned her head and glanced at it, making sure that Liu Mengyun was asleep, so she was relieved.

Zhou Qichuan copied the bag with one hand, walked straight to her, and his eyes fell on the dozen or so patched photos on the coffee table.

Faintly visible, he furrowed his eyebrows.

"Something?" Song Zhiyuan asked him.

"Hmm." Zhou Qichuan bowed slightly, "said in the car." ”

Thinking of the call from Chi Xue just now, Song Zhiyuan nodded.