Song Xingzhi put down his chopsticks and a gentle smile appeared on his face.
He looked at Zhang Chunxue, his voice not loud, but with a soothing power: "Sister Chunxue, it's not easy for you either."
This simple sentence was like a key that suddenly opened a long-closed door in Zhang Chunxue's heart.
The bitterness, grievances and hardships of these years suddenly flooded into my mind.
Zhang Chunxue couldn't help but feel a sharp pain in her nose, and her eyes turned red instantly.
She quickly lowered her head, wiped her eyes with the back of her hand, and said in a muffled voice, "I'm sorry to trouble Secretary Song."
Song Xingzhi's gaze shifted away from Zhang Chunxue and slowly swept across the three brothers of the Zhong family.
"Sincerity, perseverance, sincerity, and benevolence."
The three sons subconsciously raised their heads and looked at him with some confusion.
Song Xingzhi spoke slowly, "Your mother raised you and your brothers with so much hardship. It wasn't easy."
"She not only has to worry about your food and clothing, but also has to find you a wife and help you start a family."
"Especially Chengfa and Chengren, you both have families now. You should know how to be filial to her and understand her difficulties instead of constantly irritating her like you do now."
Zhong Chengyi and Zhong Chengren both lowered their heads, with a look of shame on their faces.
Only Zhong Chengfa moved his mouth and muttered softly, "We...we didn't mean to make her angry. It's not...it's just that Mom gets angry easily..."
Although the sound was small, it was particularly clear at the quiet dinner table.
Zhang Chunxue's cold eyes swept over like two poisoned knives.
Zhong Chengfa's neck shrank and he suddenly became silent, not even daring to move his chopsticks.
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