Chapter 41 He is back

"Meng Shuyue, where are you going? Do you want to run away after doing something wrong?"

It was not until the person reached the door that Song Shijing came to his senses and called her.

Song Shiyu also suddenly panicked and hurried forward to pull her, "Shuyue, we haven't blamed you yet, why did you run away from home? You are pregnant before marriage and your belly is big, what will people say about you when you go out?"

"Don't worry about it, Young Master Song. The four of you can live in this house!"

"You can't leave," Song Shiyu said anxiously, holding her hand tighter. "If you leave, grandpa will think we are the ones who bullied you and forced you to leave."

"Isn't it?"

Meng Shuyue sneered and looked at the four people behind her with different expressions, "Didn't you leave me, a pregnant woman, to walk for an hour to get home? Didn't you 20 people make me, a pregnant woman, busy cooking 20 dishes, and you only gave me 10 yuan?"

"That's it, you still have the nerve to say you didn't bully me?"

"Don't worry, I will tell Master Shen everything you did. I don't know what he will do."

After Meng Shuyue finished speaking, he pried open Song Shiyu's fingers one by one, and after freeing them from the restraints, he turned around and left without hesitation.

Song Shiyu wanted to chase her, but Song Shijing stopped him, "Don't worry about her, she has nowhere to go with her big belly, she's just throwing a tantrum, she'll be back in a day or two."

Song Shiyu thought about it and it made sense. Her belly was so obviously big now, how could she dare to go back to her parents' home? She just ran away from home on purpose so that they could comfort her.

He was inexplicably anxious just now and almost fell into her trap.

"But what if she really goes to Grandpa to complain? After all, Grandpa doesn't even know we live here."

Su Yanyan wrinkled her swollen red face, a little worried. She had seen that Mr. Shen seemed to like Meng Shuyue very much before.

Song Shijing patted her shoulder to comfort her, with a confident look on his face, "She is an outsider, will grandpa scold us because of her? Don't worry, she won't cause any trouble."

But Lin Shuang on the side was extremely panicked, her face was red and swollen like a steamed bun.

Even if Mr. Shen won't do anything to them, once Shen Jinxiao comes back, he will definitely scold her to death with his harsh mouth!

When several people were stunned, the phone at home rang again.

Song Shiyu took a step forward and quickly answered the phone, thinking that his second brother had put an ad in the newspaper and had found a clue.

"Hey, are you here to provide clues to the missing person notice? If you find us, we will definitely reward you handsomely."

"What missing person notice? Ask...your uncle...Meng Shuyue to answer the phone, quickly!"

Shen Jinxiao was on the other end of the phone, carrying a bag on his back, holding a photo sent by Meng Shuyue last night in one hand, his eyes fixed on the smiling woman in the photo, and one hand nervously clenched the microphone.

Yesterday he received a reply from Meng Shuyue, which contained a photo of Meng Shuyue that seemed to have been taken not long ago.

In the photo, her belly is slightly bulging, and she looks even more charming and attractive in the halo.

He stroked the photo gently with his thumb, wishing he could go back to see her immediately.

"Did you hear that, Song Shiyu? Why are you at my house now? Hurry up and ask Meng Shuyue to answer the phone!"

Shen Jinxiao was so anxious that he almost said that Meng Shuyue was their aunt.

After all, he had discussed with his father and sister to keep his relationship with Meng Shuyue a secret from everyone for the time being.

He was afraid that Meng Shuyue would know about his uncle-nephew relationship with the three Song brothers and feel resentful.

Therefore, they wanted to wait until the child was born and had a stable household registration before telling him their true identities and making their relationship public.

But Song Shiyu didn't know any of this. When he heard that his uncle had suddenly called Meng Shuyue, he panicked for a moment and spoke faster than his brain could tell, "She just ran away after being scolded by my brother!"

"What?"

There was a thunderous roar on the other end of the line.

Then there was the busy tone as the phone was hung up.

Song Shiyu hung up the phone in a daze, and was hit hard on the back of his head. When he turned around, he saw Song Shijing's extremely angry face.

"Are you crazy? Why do you say I scolded her and she ran away!" Song Shijing was already upset when he thought of the sound of Meng Shuyue walking away without even looking back. Now that his brother said this, it seemed to confirm the fact that he forced her away.

He turned his head and glanced at the pitiful Su Yanyan beside him, waving his hand impatiently:

"Forget it, forget it, uncle won't care about that irrelevant woman, I'll take Yanyan to see a doctor first."

Song Shiyu didn't think much about it. After hanging up the phone, he went to help Lin Shuang. The four of them got in the car and went to the hospital together.

Little did they know that a storm was coming that would be even more terrible than the flood in the neighboring city and would be unstoppable...

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That night.

Song Shijing was making egg noodles for Su Yanyan in the kitchen.

Normally, Meng Shuyue changed the coal briquettes on time. Today, when he lifted the kettle, he saw that the coal had all been burnt into ashes, and the stove was cold.

As a last resort.

He tried to light a wood fire in the stove, which filled the whole house with smoke and made him cough.

It took him an hour to cook a simple bowl of egg noodles.

Looking at the egg noodles that didn't look very good, Song Shijing suddenly remembered the egg noodles that Meng Shuyue had cooked for him in the past.

The eggs were browned on both sides and the noodles were springy and chewy, unlike the ones he made which were pitch black and mushy.

At first he didn't think cooking a bowl of noodles was a big deal, but now that he cooked it himself, he realized how difficult it was.

That day they asked her to cook so many dishes despite her pregnant belly, and now that something has happened to someone, they still blame her.

Thinking of this, a trace of guilt flashed through his heart.

Song Shijing thought that when Meng Shuyue came back, he would definitely not say anything unpleasant to provoke her again.

He brought the noodles into the room and urged Su Yanyan to eat quickly.

Su Yanyan almost vomited when she saw the black egg and the noodles without any soup underneath.

But in order to please Song Shijing, she still swallowed the noodles one by one with tears in her eyes, which was more painful than swallowing a fly.

"It's delicious, so eat more and don't leave any."

Seeing his good sister showing such favor to him, Song Shijing couldn't help but feel distressed.

He couldn't understand why Meng Shuyue minded him being nice to Su Yanyan. Yanyan was so well-behaved and pitiful, he just took care of her a little more, but she insisted on hurting Yanyan again and again and was so petty.

It was already dark outside.

The doors of both the main room and the side room were open.

Song Shijing stood by Su Yanyan's bedside, taking care of her, looking towards the door from time to time.

Song Shiyu also pretended to look at the moon, moved a chair to the door and looked out from time to time.

Both of them were wondering why Meng Shuyue hadn't come back so late.

Finally, the night was dark and windy.

The three people in the room had already started snoring.

“Bang, bang, bang!”

There was a rapid knock on the door.

Song Shijing suddenly woke up from the bed, thinking that it was Meng Shuyue who came back, so he rushed out of the room to open the door without even putting on his shoes.

When he rushed into the living room, he bumped into Song Shiyu who was just going out.

The two looked at each other, neither wanting to show their concern for Meng Shuyue, and unconsciously slowed down their pace.

"I told you, Meng Shuyue is just being naughty. She has nowhere to go so late, so she has to come back."

Song Shiyu also nodded and agreed, "Yes, does she think that just because she is a little white, she will be popular?"

The two of them walked to the door at the same time and pulled the bolt slowly and calmly.

As soon as the door opened, a fierce murderous aura rushed towards them, blowing their hair in front of their foreheads into chaos. They couldn't open their eyes even when they raised their hands.

The two of them struggled to open their eyes, and the next second their pupils were shaking and their legs went limp with fear.