Instantly, Song Wanyue's curiosity was aroused: "Did he steal money from home? Or did he take things from home to exchange for money? Or did he elope with someone?"
"If I don't want to study, what else can I do?"
Father Song curled his lips and said, "Before running away from home, he said he wanted to go to Hong Kong to be a celebrity actor. Would your grandma agree to this?"
"I've left my hometown so far away. What's the difference between learning the local dialect and learning a foreign language?"
"At that time, your grandmother locked Song Caixia in the room. Unexpectedly, she ran away in the middle of the night and returned home a few days later. Three months later, her belly became big. That's how Li Xiaobo got pregnant. To save face, she said that Caixia fell into the water and was saved by Li Jiandang. Since she couldn't continue her studies, she married her savior."
Song Wanyue ate a big melon and even her drinking of water slowed down a bit.
"Dad, you are really brave. Hong Kong is indeed a prosperous city. Ordinary people are just ordinary people there. How can you get into the entertainment industry without money and amazing beauty? I have never heard of it before. You guys are really tight-lipped."
Song's father said helplessly, "It's not that we don't want to tell you, but we feel ashamed to tell others, and your grandparents won't let us. Besides, Song Caixia had a good relationship with her family at that time, so we gave her some face to save your grandma from worrying. Song Caixia also had this self-knowledge, she thought that even if she couldn't be a shining leading star, she could play a plain-looking supporting role."
"She has this awareness. She feels that she is not good-looking and cannot play the leading role. You see, Li Jiandang is not bad looking. He was even better looking when he was young, but his family is really a burden."
"Your grandmother was satisfied with his appearance at first, but it was only after they got married that the ugly faces of the Li family were exposed."
"Now that our relationship is not as good as before, naturally we won't help to hide it. It's embarrassing, but you have to earn your dignity. You have to think about it. She is not your biological sister. When your grandparents die, they won't contact us much."
"Song Caixia keeps saying that they are truly in love, but we can't separate them anyway, so we just watch them like this. Fortunately, Li Jiandang sucked blood but didn't beat anyone, otherwise, we don't know what to do."
Song Wanyue felt aggrieved: "Dad, Li Jiandang instigated my aunt to suck my grandparents' blood, can you tolerate this?"
Song's father spread his hands and said, "What else can we do? We're already married. Song Caixia has always liked good-looking men who speak well since she was a child. We brothers all know this, but Song Caixia is average-looking, and there are really not many men who can coax her wholeheartedly."
"If we instigate them to divorce, whoever finds a suitable man for Song Caixia will be considered as spending money to avoid disaster. Besides, we will separate the family as soon as we get married. Song Caixia is mainly subsidized by your grandparents, and has little to do with us."
"People always compromise for some people or things. Look how good Jiang Ze is to you. Didn't you compromise for him? You never thought about making clothes before. Look, the shirt he is wearing was made by you. I don't even have one."
Song Wanyue immediately begged for mercy: "Dad, make clothes. I also made some for you and mom. Really, I swear, I have made half of the clothes, but I just made one for Jiang Ze first. I will send it to you in a few days."
She had nothing to do recently. Apart from writing articles, she couldn't go hunting in the mountains anymore, so she made clothes to pass the time.
"By the way, I also made some clothes for the baby. Dad, would it be better to use old clothes as diapers?"
Song's mother responded, "Yes, you have to use old clothes, and they have to be made of pure cotton so as not to hurt the skin. Children's skin is very fragile, so you don't need that kind of coarse cloth. When I have time, I will make some."
As they were talking, Uncle Song and his companions knocked on the door and entered the room.
Uncle Song got straight to the point and said, "Second brother, I'm here to thank Wanyue again. If it weren't for her, my daughter would have been doomed this time. I think I have to personally check this girl's marriage and try to find a good man for her to marry as soon as possible."
"I'm worried about staying at home any longer, so I can consider Lao Zheng's suggestion."
Song Xuemei lowered her head. It was so embarrassing. Why was her marriage not going well?
Father Song comforted her, "Xuemei is only nineteen years old, don't worry, fate will come naturally. Do you have a suitable candidate for a son-in-law?"
Uncle Song sighed and said, "Old Zheng's youngest son, Zheng Hanlin, although we don't get along, he is a very good son. Old Zheng wants our two families to become relatives. Before, I thought that Old Zheng was doing better than me, so I was afraid that my daughter would have a hard time marrying into the Zheng family, so I refused."
He firmly believed in marrying well. Old Zheng had climbed up from the bottom. His previous children had all married into families with political or military backgrounds. Only this youngest son was spoiled so much that he even had the right to decide on his own marriage.
Song Xuemei felt uncomfortable when Zheng Hanlin was mentioned.
In Song Wanyue's memory, this man, well, his eyes were always indifferent when looking at everything, and she had never heard that this man had someone he liked.
Song Xuemei gritted her teeth and said, "Dad, I don't agree. Zheng Hanlin doesn't like me. He likes Bai Xue, the girl in our class whose family is very poor. I have seen Zheng Hanlin giving people gifts, not just food, but love letters. I have also seen them watching a movie together."
Uncle Song was shocked and said, "How is that possible? Didn't Old Zheng say that his son didn't have anyone he liked? He also said that he was willing to try to get along with you. You didn't lie to me?"
Seeing his daughter's eyes turn red, Uncle Song believed it.
Song Xuemei said coldly, "Really? Snow White is very pretty, only slightly worse than Sister Wanyue. Zheng Hanlin has dated such a pretty girl, how could he be interested in me?"
"Besides, the way he looks at people is almost like looking at dead people. It feels cold around him, I don't want it."
She knows that love is hard to come by in this world. She just wants to take it slow. There will always be a suitable partner.
Song Wanyue comforted him, "Second uncle, don't look at her carefreeness. Sister Xuemei has her own rhythm. I like good-looking and obedient men. What kind of men do you like, Xuemei?"
It’s easier to find a partner if you have a direction.
Song Xuemei pulled the corner of her mouth and said shyly, "A man who is gentle, refined, and always puts me first, looks are not very important, but if I have a quarrel with my parents-in-law, this man should protect me instead of bullying me."
If you think about it carefully, the Song family is quite harmonious. They haven't severed relations due to uneven distribution of property, and the uncles and aunts are all pretty good to their wives.
Uncle Song's face was a little stiff: "There are filial sons everywhere, where can I find such a man for you?"
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