My aunt's husband didn't finish his story, but it must have been even worse. In a fit of rage, Song's mother threatened to run him over, but Song's father intervened and blocked her way. Song's mother was truly desperate, holding nothing back; Song's father was struck and turned deathly pale.
The old woman was frightened for a while, but seeing that no one was dead, she started cursing again.
Song Yan didn't need to say what the old lady did; the comrades from the Public Security Bureau, the Double Support Office, and the Women's Federation had their ears washed with excrement.
No investigation is needed; Old Mrs. Song's words were too offensive. Locking her up for a lesson is perfectly justified.
"Cuff them!" the police officer ordered.
The officers at the Public Security Bureau are definitely more powerful than those at the local police station.
Song Ma couldn't out-argue Old Lady Song, and even the younger aunt got scolded.
"Make way, make way!" The police pushed aside the Song family members surrounding Old Mrs. Song, and a pair of handcuffs snapped onto Old Mrs. Song's hands.
Song Huadong was so frightened that he stepped back.
"What are you doing?" Uncle Song tried to stop the police.
Another policeman pulled out a pair of handcuffs. "Are you causing trouble too?"
"No, no, I didn't cause any trouble!" Song Huaqing immediately backed down.
"I haven't broken the law, why are you arresting me?" Old Mrs. Song panicked.
In later generations, with increasingly comprehensive laws and regulations, police enforcement is unlikely to be so direct. But Song Yan feels incredibly good right now.
When Song Ma saw her daughter, she was still crying and talking, but it turned into a breakdown. Her crying was so heartbreaking that it made everyone around her feel uncomfortable. She hadn't forgotten what Song Yan had said: she was determined to insist in front of everyone that it was a premature birth.
"Mom is useless. I can't curse, and I can't argue with her. She's talking nonsense. Xiaoyan, you were born prematurely. You're a child of the Song family! Ahhh!" Her crying was heartbreaking, tragic, and desperate!
After recovering from the pain, Mr. Song exclaimed incoherently, "Xiaoyan is my daughter, my daughter. You're a good woman! She was premature!"
It's rare to see grown men crying in public. But Mr. Song cried. What was his mother even cursing about?! His wife really wanted to kill herself, and if his daughter was called a bastard, would she die too?
Mr. Song's face was deathly pale, but his eyes were bloodshot; something was clearly wrong.
"Dad, Dad, I know I'm your daughter, and Mom is a good and honest person." Song Yan stepped forward and pulled her father.
Song's father: "Xiaoyan, you were premature! Xiaoyan, you were premature! I don't want to hit your mother, but if I don't, your milk will never stop, and she won't even let your mother eat. She keeps calling you a bastard! My daughter isn't a bastard..."
"Mom, how about I give you my life in return, and you spare Xiaoyan and her son? Please? Please? Please?"
Mr. Song rushed over, shoving the police officers aside, and grabbed Mrs. Song, shaking her violently. Mrs. Song felt like she was being shaken to pieces, and that her arms were about to be crushed!
That sounds so pitiful!
Mr. Song fell straight backward. The police officer reacted quickly and caught him.
Song Ma cried out, "Her dad, her dad!"
Then another mournful voice rang out. Song Yan swore it was the original owner's emotions again. Should she first check on her father's condition, whether his life was in danger?
Song Yan burst into tears again, even more so than before. It's over, she's developed hyperventilation syndrome. It's caused by her breathing too rapidly, resulting in excessive carbon dioxide exhalation and respiratory alkalosis.
This is what she thought before Song Yan lost consciousness.
Mr. Song collapsed, and his daughter also lost consciousness with convulsions. Mrs. Song couldn't hold on any longer and fainted as well.
Is this family of three...?
No one dared to think about it further.
My aunt has congenital heart disease, and she was already quite upset before. Then, my eldest sister's family of three collapsed right in front of her, and she couldn't bear it.
Following the Song family of three, Aunt Song collapsed...
"Old Mrs. Song has committed a terrible sin. Song Huaren is her own son! Even tigers don't eat their cubs! I swear, I'm telling the truth. The midwife who delivered Song Yan is a relative of mine, and she said it herself: Xiao Yan was premature. Xiao Yan looks a lot like her mother, but she also looks a lot like her father. How could she not be his biological son?" It was Jiang Xiaoxiao's mother who spoke.
Her family was already grateful to Song Huaren for saving Xiaoxiao in the past.
After Xiaoxiao went to the countryside, she received good care from Song Yan. Every letter Xiaoxiao wrote mentioned how good Song Yan was to her, and how she even lived in his house. She ate well, lived in warm accommodations, and was even allowed to teach students and earn extra money.
If we don't tell the truth now, if we don't speak fairly now, when will we ever speak?
Once Xiaoxiao's mother started talking, everyone began to chatter about the Song family and how Old Mrs. Song had mistreated her daughter-in-law.
What else is there to say? It was right to arrest Old Lady Song!
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