Song Zidong took it and put it in her hand: "We are all family, don't be shy, this is a gift from your aunt, accept it."

Yang Shuang accepted it shyly: "Thank you, auntie, uncle."

To be honest, Yang Shuang felt that Lin Lu and his wife looked no more than two years older than her.

After a few words, we started to get familiar with each other.

After Lin Jingbei came over, she was dumbfounded again.

The child looks to be sixteen or seventeen years old. When did they get married and have the child?

In fact, it’s not that Lin Jingbei looks old, it’s that he is tall. At such a young age, he is almost as tall as Song Zidong.

Who would have known that he was only twelve years old?

Song Chen: "This is your sister-in-law, call her."

After riding the bicycle for a long distance, Lin Jingbei finally caught his breath.

Besides, he is not a rude person.

No need to remind!

"Hello, sister-in-law."

Yang Shuang: "Hello, hello."

She quietly asked Song Zidong: "How old is your brother? He looks quite small, why is he so tall?"

Song Zidong: "He's twelve. He takes after my uncle. He ate well when he was young, so he's tall."

Yang Shuang exclaimed, "He's only this tall at twelve. By the time he reaches adulthood, he'll be 1.9 meters tall."

Taller than her eighteen-year-old brother.

Lin Jingbei blushed slightly.

He won't grow to 1.9 meters.

Living among a group of junior high school students whose average height is only around 160cm every day, he is under a lot of pressure.

Song Zidong laughed heartily: "No, my uncle is not even 1.9 meters tall. He will be around 1.8 meters tall at most."

Yang Shuang vaguely heard Song Zidong talk a few words about the situation of his uncle's family, and looked at Lin Lu and Song Chen several times.

I heard that during the years when my aunt was in a coma, my uncle didn't even think about remarrying.

Yes, even a man would never forget my aunt if she looked like this.

The men in the Song family are all good cooks. Tonight’s chef is the second brother, and the second sister-in-law is helping him.

Generally speaking, it is usually my second aunt who cooks when the family is having a meal, and my second brother will come out to cook when there are guests who need to prepare some main dishes.

The dishes were almost ready when the second sister-in-law came out of the kitchen and called out, "It's time to eat, Zidong, go to your third uncle's house and ask them to come over for dinner."

Normally, whenever there is something going on, Third Sister-in-law will come to help in advance. Song Nan is also someone who can't sit still, so he will come here to play early.

Today is strange.

It's already this late, and no one from the family has shown up.

"Okay." Song Zidong pulled Lin Jingbei to join him.

The two arrived at their third uncle's house.

It was eerily quiet inside, as if no one was home.

Song Zidong called out a few times at the door: "Third Uncle! Third Aunt!"

“It’s time to eat!”

"No one's here?" the two whispered.

After waiting for half a minute, Song Nan came out with red eyes and opened the door.

Lin Jingbei was surprised: "What's wrong with you?"

Song Nan choked up and said, "My sister is going to be beaten to death. Brother, Jingbei, go and call my second uncle and my younger uncle over."

Song Zidong: "I was beaten. Why?"

Song Zidong is older and more mature. Even if he wants to call for help, he has to make sure things are clear first.

Or, "Let's go in and take a look while you go call someone."

Pushing open the gate, he and Lin Jingbei walked in quickly.

In the living room, Song Qinqin had two slap marks on her face and bright red blood could be vaguely seen at the corners of her mouth. She was kneeling in front of her third uncle and aunt who were silent.

Song Zidong was terrified: "What's going on? Qinqin, have you made a mistake again?"

Song Yuan was smoking a cigarette, his face was frosty, his brows were tightly furrowed, outlining a deep wrinkle.

Xu Zhaodi's eyes were red and her face was full of worry.

Song Qinqin saw the two people coming in and sobbed to Song Zidong: "Brother Zidong, can you lend me some money?"

Song Zidong was completely confused: "Why are you borrowing money?"

"Don't you work in the orchard? Your uncle pays you quite a bit, right? Have you spent it all?"

If it was serious business, Uncle and Auntie wouldn't be so angry.

Unexpectedly, Song Qinqin gave a mind-boggling answer: "Abortion."

Song Yuan roared and cursed: "Shame on you! How could I raise a daughter like you?"

Lin Jingbei didn't know what to do and stood silently behind Song Zidong.

Song Zidong was speechless, his head really hurt.

After all, he was her brother. Song Zidong asked, "Was it that little thug? Were you bullied by him?"

Song Qinqin refused to repent: "Qian Jingming is not a gangster, and he did not bully me. I did it of my own accord."

Xu Zhaodi couldn't help but get angry when she heard this. She stepped forward and slapped her twice, cursing, "How can you be so shameless? I've never seen anyone as devoted as you."

Her good mood for the day was completely ruined.

While still watching the excitement on the street, he hurried home.

"We both agreed to this, so why are you being shameless?"

Xu Zhaodi asked: "How old are you?"

It’s no wonder that Song Zidong didn’t go and pull her away. It was really because Song Qinqin’s words made him angry.

"Almost eighteen."

As far as she knew, her uncle and aunt also got married at about the same age.

"You're eighteen and you're so shameless?" Song Yuan roared.

Song Qinqin: "I already said we're a serious couple."

"Then get out, go home with him, and don't embarrass yourself in my house. Why didn't he let you give birth to the baby? Go home and borrow money for an abortion. This is the first time I've heard of that. Get out, don't embarrass yourself in my house."

Song Yuan was furious and threw a glass at her. The glass shattered to the ground, and a piece of the glass bounced and scratched Song Qinqin's cheek, leaving a bright red cut on it.

"Third brother!"

Song Nan brought in reinforcements - his second uncle Song Song and his younger uncle Song Chen.

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