Uncle Song was a sensible man. Among the eldest children of the Song family, Song Wenbin was the only one who inherited all the teachings from his aunt. He could cry, make a fuss, and even hang himself. Gradually, Uncle Song stopped paying much attention to Song Wenbin.
The child was taught when he was young, but his roots are good and he will not get much worse no matter how much he is taught.
As he grew older, Song Wenbin became more cunning. Aunt Song liked her youngest son because he was sweet-talking, so she gave her job to him.
Song Wanyue respects Uncle Song, but because Song Wenbin and her aunt are disgusting, she won't get too close to the eldest wife.
Grandpa Song smiled and said, "Okay, my dear granddaughter is back. Wash your hands and get ready for dinner. Your grandma has already prepared the meal. Did anything happen on the way?"
"Oh, it's okay." He still didn't tell anyone about the human traffickers.
Song Wanyue was unsure, thinking that her aunt was probably listening in secretly, as she always talked nonsense.
Uncle Song nodded: "Wanyue has grown taller. Is it difficult to do the work in the countryside?"
"Your brothers and sisters all went to the countryside with you, but you and Xuemei were the only ones who got admitted to university and returned to the city. Well done, your grandfather said there will be a reward."
Song Wanyue set her sights on Grandpa Song: "Really? Grandpa, what are you going to reward Xuemei and me with?"
He always keeps his word.
No need to question it.
Father Song smiled and said, "It's just money! There's nothing new about it. Unlike me, I plan to buy a bicycle for Wanyue. Her university is a bit far from home, so she needs to ride a bicycle faster."
Grandpa Song was interrupted, but since this was his favorite son, it was difficult to scold him, so he snorted and said, "What's wrong with me giving them money? What if the things they buy are not to their liking? Brat."
Grandma Song brought out the dishes and said with a smile, "You have no new ideas, Jianzhang is right, I will reward you with a new dress, wait for me to make it for you."
She thinks the clothes she makes are presentable.
Song Wanyue smiled sweetly: "Grandma, the food you cook is still so delicious. Thank you for the gifts from Grandpa, Grandma, Dad and Mom. You are so kind. By the way, is Sister Xuemei not back yet?"
As the day of returning to the city approached, she contacted her parents less and less.
Song's mother responded: "It will be just these two days. When she comes back, you can play together again."
Grandma Song said, "Okay, eat first and talk while you eat."
The Song family has split up and now all live in the same courtyard, so Grandpa Song often invites his three sons to eat together.
Everyone was eating with their mouths drooling.
After the party was over, Song Wanyue distributed all the local specialties she had bought to the Song family.
A little token of my appreciation, and also to thank the Song family for taking such good care of her parents.
He looks rosy-cheeked and in good spirits.
Zhang Ling stared at the two kilograms of bacon, dried bamboo shoots, and dried mushrooms in her hand, and said disdainfully, "Wanyue, I'm not saying anything bad about you, but you've already gone to the countryside, and you only bought this little? You're too stingy."
This amount was not enough, she wanted to take some back to her parents' home.
Song Wanyue's smile froze: "Aunt, you know it's almost Chinese New Year, who would be stupid enough to sell so many to you? A rural family can only raise three chickens, no more."
She does raise chickens in her space and they lay eggs, but she wouldn't give out that much. For relatives, just ordinary gifts will be enough.
There is give and take.
Mother Song glared at Zhang Ling and said, "Sister-in-law, if you don't want it, you can give it back to me. Wanyue worked so hard to exchange it with others. If you don't like it, don't eat it."
She has a picky palate and these cured meats taste so good that she is reluctant to give them away.
Zhang Ling choked: "I, I don't dislike it, I just think it's not enough, only two kilograms, not enough for a whole family."
Song Jianhua knew that this guy had gotten into trouble again, "Okay, Zhang Ling, you better behave yourself. Keep these bacon at home for the New Year. You are not allowed to take them back to your parents' home. Do you hear me?"
"Wanyue, don't listen to your aunt. She is just not satisfied. In the countryside, it is a good thing to be able to exchange for meat. There are many people who are unwilling to exchange with you."
"Zhang Ling, I know you miss your parents' home, but this meat is hard to buy, so don't let me down. If there are no dishes like these for the New Year's Eve dinner, you'll have to go back to your parents' home."
I married someone I liked, but he missed her family too much and wanted to give her everything good.
He only ate meat once this month.
It’s better to eat in the factory.
Zhang Ling lowered her head and said with a sad look in her eyes: "Okay, I understand, Jianhua, I promise that I will let you eat this meat during the New Year."
Ignoring the two people who were arguing, everyone chatted for a while and then went home.
Song Wanyue sighed, "Mom, is this aunt still like that?"
"That's just how she is. How can she change when she's over 40? I don't know what kind of spell your aunt's family put on her? She's so obedient. My eldest brother is so tolerant. I admire him." Song's father spoke sharply.
Song's mother found the footbath and said, "Quickly soak your feet in hot water. Wanyue, go take a bath later. There's hot water in the pot."
"My sister-in-law is sometimes confused. You may say she is stupid, but sometimes she is very smart and can calculate accounts very accurately."
Song Wanyue felt that the term "brother-supporting demon" was very appropriate to describe her great aunt.
"Uncle can't control people. By the way, where is Song Wenbin? Does he have a girlfriend?"
I will feel at ease if I solve Song Wenbin’s problem as soon as possible.
'Ding, new mission, reveal the true face of the indecisive Song Wenbin.'
Song Wanyue was stunned when she heard Liuliu's familiar voice. "Did he get into trouble? I remember he didn't have a partner at that time, right?"
Song's father didn't even look up from reading the newspaper: "Wenbin, you don't have a girlfriend, right? I haven't heard of it."
Song Wanyue: "Okay, I'll go pack up."
Back in the house, Song Wanyue asked anxiously, "Liu Liu, tell me quickly."
Liu Liu: "He dated two girls at the same time. One of them was called Zhou Ping. She tricked him into lending him the money she earned from work, which caused her to become ill. She had no money to treat her illness, and her family didn't care. But she met a conscientious doctor who treated her, and she put off paying for the medicine for the time being.
Zhou Ping hated Song Wenbin to the core. She had a strong desire for revenge. Once, when Song Wenbin came to her again, she pushed him into the water and drowned him. This happened in the second year after the original owner died. Unfortunately, someone saw her and the girl was sentenced to death.
"There was another girl named Li Yin, the sister of his colleague in the factory. She was kept in the dark the whole time, and the fact that she was married to Song Wenbin was not exposed until after Song Wenbin's death."
Song Wanyue frowned: "If I let both girls know Song Wenbin's true face, then Song Wenbin will not die, right? I really want him to die."
She didn't lie. It was not a good thing for this man to always be around her parents.
Unless he loses his job and gets a job further away from home.
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