"Yes, thanks to God for opening my eyes." Song's mother's words sounded like she was thanking the Buddha, but the tone of her voice clearly showed that she was speaking in a sarcastic way.
She knew clearly in her heart that her son's recovery had nothing to do with those clay Buddhas, but was all thanks to her daughter-in-law.
"By the way, aunt, can I go see Brother Song Zhe? I miss him so much." Cheng Rongrong asked cautiously, with a gleam in her eyes.
When Song's mother heard this, her brows furrowed. She knew in her heart that Cheng Rongrong had not given up on her son! But now that Song Zhe had married Chen Xiaoru, how could she let her get involved?
"He is still weak now and needs to be taken good care of. Don't bother him." Mother Song said with a forced smile, but there was sarcasm in her words.
A flash of disappointment crossed Cheng Rongrong's face, but she quickly concealed it and said with a smile, "Okay, I'll go see him again when he's better."
"Yeah." Mother Song nodded and said nothing more.
Cheng Rongrong exchanged a few more words with Song's mother, then left on the pretext of having something to do.
Song Qingqing looked at Cheng Rongrong's departing back, pouted, and asked dissatisfiedly: "Mom, why didn't you let Sister Rongrong go to see Big Brother?"
"What do you know, little kid?"
Mother Song glared at her and said unhappily, "Your eldest brother is married now, so you should avoid suspicion."
"Oh." Song Qingqing nodded as if she understood, but her eyes were rolling around.
Song Qingqing nodded as if she understood, but her eyes were rolling around and she was calculating in her mind.
Hehe, if Sister Rongrong knew that big brother could walk, wouldn’t she come over immediately like a cat seeing the smell of fish?
Then, there will be a good show to watch! She wants to see how that Chen Xiaoru will show off! She thought happily in her heart, as if she had already seen Chen Xiaoru being humiliated, not to mention how satisfying it was!
Song's mother saw through Song Qingqing's little thoughts at a glance, frowned, and her voice became deep:
"Qingqing, be honest with me! Don't do anything unnecessary. If anything goes wrong, I'll punish you!"
Song Qingqing was startled and quickly shrank her neck, but she refused to give in:
"Mom, what are you talking about? What bad intentions could I have?" But he muttered to himself: Humph, if you don't let me do anything, I'll do it anyway!
"Hmph, I hope so!" Mother Song snorted coldly, ignored her, turned around and walked towards the counter.
Arriving at the counter, Song's mother's tone suddenly softened, and she said to the shopkeeper, "Shopkeeper, please take two pieces of blue coarse cloth and one piece of cotton cloth for me to see."
Song Qingqing stood there, watching her mother's back, and quietly patted her chest. She took a deep breath, secretly thanking herself: "It's okay, it's okay, I almost got caught." But she pretended to be calm and followed her mother's steps, preparing to choose fabric together.
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