Grandma Song is getting on in years, and after several days of turmoil and fright, she fell ill today.
Although she was despicable, we couldn't let her die of illness, so Old Mrs. Song was sent back home.
The old lady had a fever, and was also vomiting and having diarrhea. The more her aunt took care of her, the angrier she became. The old lady was suffering because of Song Huaren and his wife, so why should she have to take care of her?
These days, not only do I have to get told what to do, but I also have to endure all this hardship.
When Song Yan delivered food to the hospital, he treated her like a sucker, and she was furious every day.
I didn't go to work this afternoon because I had to take care of the old lady. Isn't missing work money?
The eldest aunt forgot how much she had taken advantage of Song Yan's family over the years.
With both old and new grudges combined, the eldest aunt couldn't take it anymore.
Through the glass window, I saw Song Ermei scoop up a handful of coal; she was no longer as cautious as before!
"I'm furious, how can I let you get away with this?" Auntie said in a low voice.
She glanced at the sleeping old lady, then put on her scarf and went outside.
Song Huadong's aunt knew exactly who he hung out with, and she could spot them every time.
In terms of filial piety, Song Huadong is definitely not one. His mother is sick and he's expected to take care of her? Impossible.
So when he heard that his mother was sick and asked him to go back, he shook his head like a rattle-drum.
This is the person Old Mrs. Song cherishes most. My aunt really can't be bothered to look at her.
But he needs to go back, otherwise who can she use as a pawn?
"Mom's back! Now the family has someone to rely on. A lot of things still need her to make decisions, right? I was thinking of having you go back and listen to her. Xiaoyan's been eating like a baby every day; if this keeps up, our whole family will starve!" The aunt thought to herself, "If we're going to starve, why aren't you going back?"
"I'm the youngest, do you think I'm needed for anything? Really!" Song Huadong said, but he still got up and followed his sister-in-law.
With his own interests at stake, Song Huadong agreed and went home...
"Mom, your youngest son is back."
Half asleep, Old Mrs. Song heard that her youngest son had returned. She forced herself to get up and said, "My youngest son is so filial. He came back as soon as he knew his mother was sick."
The aunt pursed her lips. She thought to herself: Is your youngest son truly filial?
She's my mother after all. In just a few days, she lost a lot of weight, had diarrhea and vomiting, and lost all her energy. She looked much older all of a sudden.
Song Huadong, always quick with a tongue, said, "Mom, you've lost so much weight. How could my second brother be so heartless? How could he be so cruel? You're his own mother!"
These words struck a chord with the old lady. Her second son was a good-for-nothing, a burden on her family! He was driving her crazy. Only her third son was filial and knew how to care for her.
The old lady was moved to tears, "Mom is getting old, and your second brother despises me. He found a wife who's all sweet on the outside but bitter on the inside, and he listens to her all the time!"
"Hmph! A wife who's beaten is like dough that's been kneaded. Wasn't the second son reluctant to hit her? And he even protected her fiercely. If he hadn't acted like that in front of the police that day, would Mom have been arrested?" The eldest aunt indignantly complained for her mother-in-law.
The old lady's temper flared up as well. "That jinx stirred things up. He doesn't act like a sister-in-law at all. If his mother had said a word, would Song Yan have ignored his own uncle?"
"Mom, keep your voice down. Xiaoyan's mom is home! If she goes out and says something, our family will have an even harder time!"
The eldest daughter-in-law looked terrified, making the old woman's heart feel like it was being fried in oil. When did this family have to fear a jinx? She was panting heavily with anger.
"Mom, don't be angry. You can't be hurt! Otherwise, what will happen to this family! If you don't step in, you won't be able to control the second son's family! He can kick the third son, he can beat Hua Qing in the future."
The original owner thought that her aunt was the most insidious, and she was absolutely right to blame her.
"When did this family ever have to be afraid of that good-for-nothing Song Huaren?" Song Huadong was kicked by his father; it was a raw nerve. His aunt's words had hit the nail on the head! "I'll beat him to death when he gets back!"
"Don't say that, Xiaoyan's mom is home!" Auntie repeatedly reminded Xiaoyan's mom that she was home.
Song Cheng's wife stood silently to the side, holding her child. Her mother-in-law was a master of playing both public and private games. She warned herself not to offend her. If her mother-in-law talked nonsense in front of Song Cheng, even if he didn't believe her once, would he always disbelieve her?
"So what if I'm at home? Can't I speak at home? Third brother, help me over there!" The old lady, overcome with anger, forgot all her physical discomfort...
Song Ma listened to Song Yan and cooked porridge on the stove instead of going to the main room.
The door was suddenly flung open. "You bitch, get out here right now!"
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