Chapter 175 A Small Lesson



When Xiaobai arrived, he happened to witness a lively scene.

After returning home, Song Yingying went to her mother and cried.

Upon hearing this, Aunt Song felt that her authority had been challenged.

After all, she was the one who raised this stepdaughter. How could she go against her decision?

He immediately went to cause trouble for Song He.

Song Yingying is home alone now.

Upon learning this, Su Qiao immediately used the cover of the space to find the Song family.

Song Yingying was sitting in front of her dressing table looking in the mirror.

The furnishings around it looked to be the most exquisite among the rooms.

Su Qiao also wanted to say that Song He doted on her younger sister.

In the Song family now, Song He is the pillar of the family, and she earns all the money.

Song's father had died long ago.

But ironically, Song He was very kind to her stepmother and stepsister.

Su Qiao didn't understand at first, but after seeing Song Yingying's actions, she guessed a bit about it.

She seems to harbor resentment towards her.

Just as Su Qiao was about to take action, she heard voices outside the door and had to stop.

Aunt Song and Song He walked through the door with a loving mother-son relationship.

The next second, Song He's smile vanished completely, and her face fell.

Seeing the messy room, my forehead throbbed.

It was a complete test of her patience, but she didn't tidy up as usual.

Instead, he casually pushed his things aside and sat upright in the chair.

"Speak," he said curtly.

Aunt Song was about to explode with anger, but thinking of her youngest daughter pretending to be heartbroken in the room, she held back her temper.

Suppressing the urge to get angry, speak gently and kindly.

"Girl, can you think of another way to deal with your sister and Deputy Regiment Commander Lu?"

Deputy Regiment Commander Lu?

Isn't that her own husband?

Su Qiao stopped what she was doing and prepared to listen to their plan.

"With so many good men to choose from, why pick a married one? I think you've corrupted my little sister."

Aunt Song dared not acknowledge it, and mumbled to herself.

"I don't think this will work."

Putting everything else aside, just based on Dean Zhou's friendliness and high regard for Su Qiao, she couldn't afford to completely break ties with Su Qiao.

But Song Yingying, who was eavesdropping inside the door, couldn't help but rush out.

"I don't care, I'm going to marry Deputy Regiment Commander Lu. I've never seen anyone so handsome."

Song Yingying started throwing a tantrum, a tactic she hadn't used in a long time since she got older.

This time, however, Song He simply looked at her quietly without saying a word.

Song He's gaze slowly swept over the open door again.

A cold glint flashed in his eyes.

Seeing that she remained silent for a long time, Song Yingying got up and saw that she was staring blankly at the room she had come from.

They realized it immediately.

"Sis, I just went in to look in the mirror, that's all. I won't do it again."

Song Yingying hurriedly explained.

"Don't touch my things," Song He warned again.

Song Yingying replied with a wronged expression.

Aunt Song, however, refused to accept it.

With his hands on his hips, he cursed the ingrates and began reminiscing about the hardships the Song family had endured back then.

She must have had a very tough time raising two children.

Song He was so tired of hearing it that her ears were practically calloused.

"I don't care whether you believe it or not, I won't help you this time. But if you change your mind and want to marry a good man, I'll help you find one because we have the same father."

Song Yingying immediately refused.

She couldn't bear a marriage where she had to make do.

"I'm the pillar of the propaganda team! You've introduced me to so many mediocre people. I don't like any of them. I want Deputy Regiment Commander Lu!"

Song Yingying kept making a fuss, and every now and then she would peek at him sideways.

This time, however, Song He simply looked at her coldly and finally said, "Whatever."

What she didn't know was that, in Song He's heart, this job was her source of confidence, and she couldn't afford to lose it.

This time she'd run into a tough opponent; she couldn't help her sister.

Instead of helping her sister up as usual, Song He walked straight out.

As soon as I opened the door, I saw several middle-aged women crowding around the entrance.

The sudden opening of the door startled them.

They were all carrying things, as if they had come to visit.

Song He had no idea how much they had heard, and was unsure what to say.

One of them spoke first.

"It really is Doctor Song! I thought I was seeing things."

"Dr. Song finally had time to come back?"

"Dr. Song, I wonder if there's any way to help my child recover from his illness faster..."

Song He listened with barely any effort, then gave a perfunctory smile.

"I have something urgent to attend to right now, let's talk another time."

After saying that, he quickly left.

The group stood there, their hands still outstretched as they handed over the gifts.

I watched her walk away.

Suddenly, a hand reached out from the side and swiftly snatched the things from their hands.

This startled the group.

The group looked at the gifts that had already fallen into Aunt Song's hands, and they were somewhat speechless.

Aunt Song acted as if she didn't see their expressions.

She continued talking to herself, "You must be talking about the child again, right? Xiaohe said she will do her best. Children don't need to be pampered; sometimes it's good to be a little rough around the edges."

They've come quite a few times already.

They always bring a big bag of brown sugar, just when we've run out of it at home.

They arrived just in time.

Aunt Song gave a perfunctory reply.

He closed the door without even inviting them in.

The men were empty-handed, and dared not speak out in their anger.

However, recalling the appearance of Dr. Song they had just seen, the group began to have doubts about Aunt Song.

Could it be that she never asked for anything?

They arrived late and could only hear some noise coming from inside, but couldn't make out the specifics.

What exactly happened inside?

After closing the door, Aunt Song's expression became much happier.

It's great to have a daughter who's a doctor; thankfully, she made her own decision back then.

Otherwise, we wouldn't have such a good life today.

Every now and then, someone will give you something for free.

Seeing that Aunt Song was just laughing all the time, Song Yingying couldn't stand it anymore.

"Mother—I don't care, I want him!"

Song Yingying had already stood up and was clinging to Aunt Song's arm, acting coquettishly.

Even the word "mother," which hadn't been used in a long time, came out.

She put in a lot of effort to pretend to be a girl who grew up in the city.

Even the way they imitated the names was spot on.

Now that things have suddenly relaxed, they've shouted it out.

Aunt Song was quite happy.

He held Song Yingying and coaxed her like a child.

Su Qiao felt a chill run down her spine in the space.

This Aunt Song is really hypocritical.

However, after hearing all this, Su Qiao had another idea in mind.

She looked around and found another, largest room, which was filled with a lot of brightly colored clothes.

Although the designs aren't very attractive, the quantity makes up for it.

Could this person have exchanged all his ration coupons for cloth coupons?

It has to be said, Su Qiao is right.

That's why Aunt Song and her daughter lived such a frugal life.

Although Song Yingying is now in the propaganda team, her skills are really not up to par. If it weren't for her pretty face, she would have been removed from the team long ago.

She spends most of her salary on dressing up, and her family is often in dire need of money.

Since Song Yingying has made up her mind to break them up, she can't teach her a lesson so easily.

Taking advantage of the space, she hid all the cosmetics on her table.

On second thought, Su Qiao went to Aunt Song's room again.

As usual, the cosmetics were taken away.

Then, remembering something else, he put the bed into the space.

Just as I was about to hide the cosmetics, I suddenly noticed some large boxes under the bed.

There was a small booklet on top.

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