Song Mian frowned when he saw the store full of people. His sister, the apple of the Song family's eye, was actually staying in such a place, struggling for a living?
Song Jun took Song Mian in familiarly. When he saw Daya behind the counter, Song Mian's eyes lit up. This girl looked very similar to his mother, with exactly the same face shape and eyes.
On the way here, Song Jun briefly told Song Mian about the situation of Zhang's mother and daughter. Song Mian knew that Daya was Zhang's eldest daughter. Now that he saw her, his original three points of hope suddenly increased to eight points!
Zhang's resemblance to him could be considered a coincidence, but Zhang's daughter's resemblance to her mother was no coincidence! It was the result of bloodline!
When he saw Zhang again, Song Mian had only one feeling in his heart: It was her! This was his long-lost sister!
There’s no doubt about it!
Zhang noticed the burning gaze staring directly at her and initially thought it was some impudent customer. When she looked up, she was shocked to find that the man standing outside the counter looked quite similar to her!
If her facial lines were a little stronger, if she had a beard on her chin, and if her eyes were a little deeper, she would look exactly like that man!
Song Mian suppressed his excitement, nodded to Zhang, and took Song Jun to sit outside.
Because the store is full.
A few more sets of tables and chairs were added outside, but there were only a few empty seats left.
The guests were eating the spicy hot pot, and the strong spicy aroma wafted around, causing many people to sniff. Unable to resist the gluttony in their stomachs, they came over and joined the queue to order food.
Song Mian was eating spicy hot pot, sighing that the food his sister cooked was delicious, while feeling sorry for the hardships she had endured outside over the years. If she hadn't suffered, how could she have brought two women out to do business?
Of course, he did not belittle his sister and two nieces' business. In fact, he approved of their ability to support themselves without relying on others. But if they had a husband (father) to rely on, why would they need to work so hard themselves?
It must be that my brother-in-law is incompetent, so the mother and her two children have to suffer outside to support the family.
No, what brother-in-law? We haven’t even started talking about him yet.
It is not so easy to become Mr. Song's brother-in-law. Even if that man marries his sister and they have two daughters, it will not work.
If that person is not suitable, then he will have to persuade his sister to divorce him and find another one who can make the three of them live happily.
After eating the spicy hot pot, Song Mian broke out in a sweat and felt quite refreshed.
"This spicy hot pot made by your aunt tastes really good."
San Ya, who came to clean up the dishes, looked at him in surprise when she heard this. Is this guy okay? When did her mother become the aunt of this young man?
Didn’t this young man come here this afternoon?
Noticing San Ya's gaze, Song Mian gave her a rather loving smile.
San Ya felt uneasy at his smile, and she felt more and more that this man might have some problems with his brain. Who would smile so much as soon as they met?
She couldn't describe it, it was like she was a long-lost relative of his, which made people feel uncomfortable.
She picked up the dishes and left quickly, fearing that the man would pull her and cry next.
Song Jun sighed: "Dad, we haven't confirmed it yet, please don't scare them."
Song Mian glanced at him proudly: "It can't be wrong, I can feel it."
Song Jun: Okay.
Although he was eager to meet Zhang and confirm her identity so that he could recognize her, Song Mian saw that she was busy and felt embarrassed to disturb her, so he just waited.
The longer I wait, the more distressed I feel. Why are there so many customers? Is this going to end? How long will this be?
"Go and help your two cousins." Song Mian ordered his son.
Song Jun put the fan he used to show off behind his waist and said, "Okay."
Song Jun's good intentions led to his help but ended up breaking two bowls. After all, as a pampered young master, he was usually not involved in chores like cleaning tables and washing dishes.
San Ya suspected that this person was sent by the rival family to cause trouble. He had been asking her all sorts of questions in the afternoon, and now he had broken a bowl. If a bowl is broken, shouldn’t it be cleaned up? What a waste of time!
"Go away, don't bother me here." San Ya pushed him out unhappily.
Song Jun broke the bowl and was in the wrong, so she pushed him out of the shop.
Meeting Song Mian's look of "Why are you so useless?", he spread his hands and replied with a look of "If you can do it, then do it."
Song Mian wanted to, but as a middle-aged man, he was a stranger in the eyes of his two nieces, so it was not easy for him to get close to them.
After waiting for a long time until the shop closed, Zhang, Daya and Sanya were all exhausted and lay on the table without moving for a long time.
At this time, Song Mian and Song Jun took the initiative to clean up, and their followers came over to help.
Although they didn't know why the master and the young master would condescend to do this kind of work, the master had already taken action, so how could they, as servants, just stand by and watch?
When Zhang and the other two found out, they couldn't help but be surprised.
Since the attendants had already taken over the cleaning work, Song Mian did not force them. Instead, he came to Zhang and called her with tears in his eyes, "Sister..."
Zhang: “…”
Daya: “…”
Sanya: "..."
Three faces confused.
After listening to the story told by Song Mian and his son, the mother and daughter finally understood what had happened.
Daya and Sanya looked at each other and saw shock and disbelief in each other's eyes. Could it be that their mother's life experience was so bizarre and tortuous?
Zhang was stunned for a while, then looked up at the man in front of her who looked very similar to her. "I, I don't remember much..."
She was only five years old when she went missing. Although she can remember things, they were all more than 20 years ago. How could she remember them?
Song Mian was not disappointed. If she remembered, that would be strange. He comforted her gently, "It's okay. You were still young at that time. It's normal not to remember. But you see, you and I look so much alike. And Daya, she looks very similar to her mother too. You'll understand when you see her.
"If you were the only one who looked like me, it could be considered a coincidence. But Daya also looks like mother, so it's not a coincidence. You must be Mingzhu. How about you come back to the Song family with us tonight?"
Song Mian also knew that his proposal was a bit abrupt, but his mother had been thinking about his sister for too many years. Because of his sister's disappearance, his mother was devastated and her eyes were blinded from crying. His father also fell seriously ill and almost died.
If they saw the pearl, they would be so happy!
Zhang was touched by the earnestness in his eyes. After a moment of thought, she said to San Ya, "Go to the clinic and see if Huanhuan is asleep. If not, ask her to come over."
San Ya responded crisply and ran out quickly.
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