Chapter 85 Gossip about Factory Director Song
Rice, oil, salt, and firewood are the basics of life. As long as you are human, you have to face these things every day, unless you want to starve to death or become inhuman.
Little Peach Blossom was lucky; her parents both had good jobs, and in this era, her life was much better than most people's. However, Little Peach Blossom was also very frugal, never wasting anything she ate, whether it was delicious or not.
Some people might say, "I can be frugal with such good conditions!"
But if you're really in that position of minor romance, it's hard to say how many people will be able to hold on.
Little Peach Blossom is unique.
Furthermore, relationships between people are reciprocal; it's impossible for someone to like another person at first sight and remain that liking forever. The reason Xiao Taohua and Yin Qing have such a good relationship is because they've nurtured it together.
In this world, all relationships require nurturing; nothing is gained without effort, and nothing is taken for granted.
You might get along well on the first meeting for various reasons, but if you don't nurture the relationship over time, even the best relationship will fade away and eventually fizzle out.
Liking someone is always mutual.
Song Feng also wanted to say: Liking someone is always mutual.
But it was no use talking to him. Whether it was his family in the past or now, everyone is pressuring him!
"We're no longer related!"
After hanging up the phone, Song Feng took a deep breath.
“Dad…” Song Yi began cautiously.
"I'm sorry, did Dad scare you?" Seeing his son beside him, Song Feng regretted not paying attention to his emotions earlier.
Song Yi shook his head: "No, Dad, I cooked some porridge, you can have some."
"Did he get burned?" Song Feng quickly checked his son's body.
Song Yi put his hands behind his back and said, "No, Dad, I didn't burn my hands."
Song Feng didn't believe it. Seeing his son's hands behind his back, he pulled them over and said, "Your hands are swollen. You're fine. From now on, leave these kinds of things to Dad. Dad is an adult, and you're a child. Don't do these dangerous things."
Song Yi lowered his head and whispered, "I want to help Dad."
"Son, as long as you're happy every day, you're helping your dad."
Song Yi remained silent.
Song Feng sighed. He knew his son's temper; although he didn't speak, he was extremely stubborn about things he had made up his mind about.
"Okay, I'll try the porridge my son cooked today. It's sure to be delicious."
Song Yi pursed his lips and smiled.
The father and son were happily drinking porridge around a pot at home, seemingly without any worries. Song Feng didn't show anything in front of his son.
This family harmony lasted for four days. After four days, seeing the person standing outside the door, Song Feng closed the door expressionlessly!
"Huh? Why did Factory Manager Song close the door?"
"Maybe something came up unexpectedly."
"Hey, I didn't know Director Song had a wife. I'd never heard of it before. I thought he'd passed away a long time ago."
"I must say, Director Song's wife is quite pretty; she looks like an intellectual from a big city."
"That's right. Hmm, is Director Song nervous because he saw his wife? Why did he open the door and then close it again?"
"Director Song! Director Song!"
Song Feng leaned against the door, his brows furrowed deeply.
Lin Guangsheng heard the commotion outside and came over: "What's wrong? What happened?"
Today, Lin Guangsheng and his wife brought Xiao Taohua over for a meal together. It wasn't the first time, and they were quite relaxed at Song Feng's house. Just as they were about to start eating, they heard a knock at the door. Song Feng went to open it, but after a while, he didn't see anyone return or hear Song Feng's voice, so Lin Guangsheng came to check on them.
"It's alright." Song Feng closed his eyes and took a deep breath.
Seeing his expression and overhearing the people outside talking about wives, Lin Guangsheng guessed what was going on: "Aren't you going to open the door?"
Song Feng really didn't want to open the door, but...
Thinking about what might happen next, he only felt tired, extremely tired.
He abandoned everything and ran to this unfamiliar place, so why did he have to encounter something like this!
He couldn't help but give a wry smile: "Sorry, we probably won't be able to have lunch."
Lin Guangsheng didn't ask anything, but simply said, "Do you need any help?"
"I can't help." Song Feng smiled bitterly.
If someone could help him with this, it would have been resolved long ago; he wouldn't have waited until now.
Inside the house, Xiao Taohua and Song Yi were still laughing and joking, each putting food on each other's plates.
"Little Peach Blossom, you like this braised pork, so you can have it all."
"Thank you, Brother Song Yi."
"Hmm, and this chicken leg is for you too, and this egg is delicious as well."
Yin Qing shook her head: "Song Yi, you should eat too, don't just focus on Xiao Taohua."
"It's alright, Auntie. I'm happy as long as Little Peach Blossom is enjoying her meal."
Oh my god, this child is so well-behaved, Yin Qing almost burst out laughing.
Seeing the two little ones getting along so well, Yin Qing shook her head and smiled.
Children like this are the best, innocent and carefree.
Yin Qing was puzzled when she saw that her husband and the factory manager hadn't returned yet after going to open the door: "Little Peach Blossom, Song Yi, you two take your time eating. Mom will go check at the door."
Little Peach Blossom took a bite of braised pork, wiped her mouth, and said, "Mommy, Little Peach Blossom wants to join too."
"It's okay, you two continue eating."
"No, I want to stay with Mom."
“Auntie, I’ll join you too,” Song Yi said.
"Alright then, let's go see if anything's wrong." Yin Qing nodded, saying this, but in her heart she didn't think anything serious had really happened.
If something serious had really happened, there would be a lot of panic and noise outside right now. Right now, although we can hear a couple of voices occasionally, it doesn't sound like anything bad has happened.
At the door, Song Feng took a deep breath, his face cold, and finally opened the door again. Lin Guangsheng stood to the side without saying a word.
He didn't know what Song Feng was up to, but all he could do was keep quiet and stand aside.
"Factory manager, your wife is here!" someone exclaimed excitedly as Song Feng opened the door again.
"Your wife is really beautiful. No wonder she's the factory manager's wife."
"Haha, the factory manager must be overjoyed right now. His wife has finally come to see him. It's not easy taking care of your son alone all the time. Now that she's here, things will be much easier!"
Everyone chimed in with their own words, saying all sorts of nice things, what's commonly known as flattery. Unfortunately, none of them expected that their flattery would backfire. But Song Feng didn't care what they were saying.
"What are you doing here? I remember we have nothing to do with each other anymore."
Wow!
The enthusiastic crowd who had just been offering their blessings suddenly fell silent, many words stuck in their throats.
Then, belatedly, they realized that they had seemingly tried to flatter the horse but ended up pissed it off.
They immediately shrank back one by one.
But because of their enthusiasm for gossip, they were reluctant to leave, and everyone pricked up their ears.
Good heavens! The factory manager's gossip! I've never heard of anything like it before!
Listen! You absolutely have to listen!
Song Feng didn't bother with these gossipy people. Trying to stop people from gossiping these days was impossible, and besides, he had nothing to hide. He'd overcome even the toughest times, so what was there to fear now!
(End of this chapter)
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