Chapter 55 Song Shuling brings news about the Xu family
The index finger tapped lightly on the table, making a slow and powerful sound.
Ji Hebai was extremely patient as he read line by line, the corners of his mouth unconsciously curled up as he heard some sincere words of thanks at the end.
Finished it in one go.
Ji Hebai chuckled, took a long breath, stretched his body and leaned back.
I was in such a good mood.
Over the past few days, the Ji family has frequently exerted pressure, using both soft and hard tactics, but they have failed to dissuade him from his determination to join the army.
Zhou Yingying, who had been rejected by him once, didn't know what was wrong with her. She continued to write letters to harass him and refused to give up easily.
To be honest.
Ji Hebai hasn't had a good time these days.
The chin, which was originally as white as jade, now had tiny green stubble sprouting out like bamboo shoots after rain, which was itchy and prickly under the light.
But in this silence, Ji Hebai suddenly smiled.
He tilted his head back, placed one hand on his forehead to shield his eyes, and actually began to laugh softly.
He hadn't laughed so hard in a long time.
Zhong Qiao's letter was left on the table.
After laughing for a long time, Ji Hebai picked up his pen and chose to write a letter in reply.
He did not reveal his identity, and as usual, he only wrote the word "crane" in the lower right corner of the envelope.
The letter was sent out quickly, but Song Shuling was the first to get it.
The young man who delivered the letter accidentally delivered it to the wrong house and it ended up at the Song family.
Song Shuling grabbed the envelope and her heart almost jumped out of her throat when she saw that the recipient was the Zhong family.
Her home is not far from the Zhong family's, and it only takes more than ten minutes to ride a bike there. But her mother just doesn't allow her to have any contact with the Zhong family, and she insists that Zhong Qiao is not a decent woman because she is divorced.
Now she finally got the chance.
Finally, I can go to Zhong Qiao as a matter of course.
"Mom, there's a letter for my friend. I'll go deliver it." Song Shuling shouted towards the window.
Song's mother was mending a new quilt in the house. When she heard this, she felt something was wrong: "Whose letter is this?"
Her daughter has been spoiled since she was young. She can't even be asked to go out to buy groceries, let alone deliver a letter. How can she be so kind-hearted?
Song Shuling didn't answer her. Instead, she rolled her eyes and went to the kitchen to find the supplements she had prepared long ago - red dates, longans, black sesame paste, and several eggs.
After everything was packed and she had already stepped out of the house, she replied vaguely, "It's from Sister Zhong Qiao."
After saying that, without waiting for Song's mother to get angry, Song Shuling ran away, put the things in the basket, quickly got on the bicycle, and drove away like a guilty thief.
"Zhong Qiao?" Song's mother, realizing it belatedly, lifted the door curtain and chased out, "Didn't I tell you not to go—"
The yard was empty.
Song's mother guessed it immediately and hurried to the kitchen to open the basket which was not hidden at all.
Sure enough, all the things inside were taken away by the spendthrift girl Song Shuling.
Mother Song was so angry that her heart ached. She held her forehead and could not stand. "You silly child, you are so ungrateful. I didn't even get to eat the eggs you hid, and you gave them away to others. I really raised you in vain!"
These words were said with a hint of regret and gnashing of teeth, but there was nothing that could be done.
After all, she is the only girl in the family. I am afraid of dropping her if I hold her in my hands, and afraid of melting her if I hold her in my mouth.
You definitely can’t fight.
If he is scolded, the one at home will feel distressed.
Song's mother was filled with anger and could only let Song Shuling go.
And the other side.
Zhong Qiao, who didn't know that the envelope was sent to the wrong address, was still teasing Wan Wan in the compound.
The child was well taken care of by the Zhong family and Mrs. Qian, and was growing at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The little arms and legs are like lotus root nodes, chubby and pink.
The golden hair on the top of his head, which was originally so thin that it was invisible, has grown into a layer of fluffy black hair, and the wrinkled little face has gradually relaxed its facial features.
Her eyes look very much like Zhong Qiao's.
His eyes were like black grapes, clear and bright, rolling around, always revealing a sense of spirituality.
But those little hands were so strong that they waved around in the air and would hold on to anything they caught.
Zhong Qiao just held her like this, rocking her gently and coaxing her softly.
"You've spoiled this child." Father Zhong's eyebrows twitched when he saw this scene. "He didn't make any noise before, but now he's used to being held by you. He starts crying as soon as no one holds him."
"If you ask me, you can't spoil your children. Otherwise, they will develop bad habits and no one will be able to correct them."
"Dad, you're here again." Zhong Qiao was helpless.
Perhaps because he was angry that Xu Shaojun had deceived her, or because he felt that the child was from the Xu family, Mr. Zhong did not like Zhong Siwan at all, and even hated her to the extreme.
When he saw Mrs. Zhong changing the child's diaper, he would sulk alone.
Later, a long time passed.
Unable to persuade Zhong's mother, he became more and more critical of Zhong Siwan. Every time he saw the child laughing in front of him, he felt a surge of anger in his heart.
In his words, this is a child born by mistake and should not have existed.
But there is always something better.
As soon as Zhong Qiao opened his mouth, Zhong's father immediately fell silent like a frost-bitten eggplant.
Therefore, a delicate balance is maintained between Zhong's father and Zhong Siwan, maintained by the middleman Zhong Qiao. It seems calm, but in fact it can easily fall apart.
Outside the compound gate, a sudden brake sound interrupted the eerie atmosphere.
Someone rushed in.
"Sister Zhong Qiao! Sister Zhong Qiao!" Finally able to escape the control of her family, Song Shuling smiled so happily that she ran wildly with the things in her hands. When she reached the threshold, she almost tripped.
She almost crawled in.
"Shu Ling." Surprise flashed in Zhong Qiao's eyes.
After the incident at the hospital, Zhong Qiao studied hard at home. Zhong Siqi had to go to school during the day. The residents in the compound avoided her like the plague. She was already very bored, and she didn't expect Song Shuling to suddenly come to her door.
Zhong Qiao held the child in his arms, and took the time to drag a bench for Song Shuling, but pretended to be angry.
"You didn't even tell me you were coming, and I could even invite you to have a meal."
Song Shuling sat down and threw the things in her hands in front of Mr. Zhong.
"No need to keep me for dinner, I have to go back soon. Sister Zhong Qiao, these are for you. Zhou Yan and the others are too far away from you and can't come over, so they asked me to bring some of these things to you on their behalf."
Zhong Qiao took a closer look.
The gifts she brought were not very expensive, but in the 1976 era when material was scarce and every household had to live frugally, these things were both practical and suitable for women who had just given birth.
The person who gave this gift is very thoughtful.
When she asked for her salary earlier, the women led by Zhou Yan had ordinary faces but warm hearts. They treated her as a young sister who had gone astray.
"Thank them for me." Zhong Qiao felt mixed emotions, but he didn't bother to be polite with Song Shuling.
Being polite is used to deal with outsiders. In her heart, these older sisters are no outsiders, just like Song Shuling.
Song Shuling saw Zhong Siwan in her arms. It was her first time seeing a newborn baby, and she was extremely curious. She covered her mouth and screamed, "Oh my God, is this a baby?"
"I, I, I—" She was so excited that her face turned red and she spoke incoherently, "Can I hug her?"
"Okay." Zhong Qiao chuckled as she put Zhong Siwan in her arms. "But you have to be careful. Children don't have waists and are very fragile."
Song Shuling's pretty face turned red. She stood up, spread her legs on the spot, and took it with a painful look on her face as if she was holding a grenade.
Zhong Siwan waved her little hands like lotus root nodes in the air and babbled.
Just a gentle hug and she was so shocked that her pupils dilated.
So soft and fragrant.
The baby smells nicely of milk.
Zhong Qiao was afraid that she would fall because of her lack of experience, so he kept his eyes on Zhong Siwan. After letting Song Shuling feel it lightly, he immediately and carefully took her back.
Song Shuling hadn't recovered from her shock yet, her eyes fixed on Zhong Siwan: "Sister Zhong Qiao, they said you took one away, so is it a boy or a girl?"
"A girl." Zhong Qiao smiled. "Zhong Siwan, that's her name."
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