He is the son of the Qiao family, their grandson. If he is willing to change his mind, the Qiao family should be able to accept him.
Then he can bring the Song family back to its former glory and prosperity.
Thinking this way, Song Ruier felt a sense of clarity.
It's true that there's always a way out.
Of course, he would start with the person who was easiest to approach.
Qiao Yunni returned with a basket of pig feed on her back. Her family's six piglets have now grown to the size of medium-sized pigs and have a big appetite, so she needs to find another basket.
The heavy pig feed bent her back, and she kept her head down, focused only on getting on her way, not noticing that there was another person in front of her.
"Mother." She heard someone call out, it wasn't Lian'er's voice, but it sounded like it was coming towards her.
Qiao Yunni looked up and saw that it was indeed Song Ruier, carrying a large basket, as if she was waiting for her.
She frowned, not wanting to pay attention, and was about to take a detour when Song Ruier followed and blocked her way again.
"Get out of my way."
In Qiao Yunni's heart, she no longer considered Song Ruier, that ungrateful wretch, as her child.
However, since he was her own son, she didn't want to see him.
"Mom, you're carrying so much pig feed, you must be exhausted. I'm here to help you," Song Ruier said sincerely, her eyes clear.
"Unsolicited kindness is always suspicious; there's no smoke without fire." How could Qiao Yunni not understand this principle?
"I can handle this myself. You should go help your parents," Qiao Yunni said coldly.
But Song Ruier grabbed her basket, preventing her from moving forward.
“Mother, I must help you. You are my real mother. Otherwise, people will say I am unfilial.”
Now that winter has arrived, pig feed is scarce, so they have to go to farther places to find it. Qiao Yunni carried it over a mountain and was already panting heavily, with little strength left to fight against Song Ruier.
Pulled like that, he lost his balance, took a step back, and fell to the ground.
A large basket of pig feed was also overturned on the ground.
Song Ruier picked up the spilled pig feed and put it in her basket.
"Mother, I'm just trying to help you out. I'm your son, and I'll take good care of you. Just because of my mistake earlier, are you going to hold a grudge against me for the rest of your life?"
The words "filial piety" sounded so out of place coming from Song Ruier's mouth.
Moreover, although he was saying nice things and acting like a dutiful son, Qiao Yunni couldn't feel any warmth from him as a son.
It's as if there's something eerie about completing a predetermined task.
The basket that Song Ruier brought was quickly filled, and as she looked at the scene, a feeling of nausea rose within her.
He rushed over, shoved Song Ruier aside, threw the basket far away, ignored the wasted pig feed, picked up the basket on his back, and left.
"I know what kind of person you are. Don't try to act with me. Since you chose to break off our relationship in the first place, don't come looking for me."
"Ouch!" Song Ruier cried out, sounding as if she was in great pain.
"Mom, it hurts, it hurts so much."
Qiao Yunni only pushed him, why did she react like that?
She glanced back curiously and saw two rows of dog teeth marks on Song Ruier's rolled-up trouser leg, where a lot of blood had flowed and congealed, making it a bloody mess.
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