Just this one time, the Song family was in chaos.
If it happens again, no one will be able to hold on mentally and physically.
Song Rushuang couldn't help feeling a little guilty.
If it weren't for me, the family wouldn't be in such a mess.
Song Rushuang also wanted to give the same words of comfort to Duan Dinglan.
Oh no, or rather, it should be the future Duan Dinglan.
Once Song Laoliu confirms the fact of cheating, no matter how well he hides it, Duan Dinglan will find out one day.
When the truth comes out one day, she sincerely hopes that she can remember the words of advice she gave herself today.
Don't punish yourself for other people's mistakes.
Song Rushuang climbed up tremblingly, and then rubbed her face against Duan Dinglan's cheek affectionately.
Duan Dinglan felt like her heart was melting.
She always felt that Song Rushuang seemed to be comforting her.
This situation is not very common.
"Xiao Qi, just remember, whether it's mother, grandmother, or these uncles and aunts in the family, we all love you very much. You are not just mother's daughter, but the treasure of the entire Song family."
What Duan Dinglan said actually meant one thing.
She hopes Song Rushuang can broaden her horizons.
There are many people who love her, so she doesn't have to cling to one person.
The words may be rough, but the truth is there.
This is similar to what Master Huikong said.
Song Rushuang nodded heavily again.
For the whole night, no matter how sleepy Duan Dinglan was, she dared not close her eyes.
It seems that Song Rushuang's previous situation scared her.
This situation will probably continue for some days.
Even though Song Rushuang felt distressed, there was nothing she could do to solve the problem.
The next morning, before daybreak, someone knocked on the door of Room 6 from outside.
"Who is it?"
"Ding Lan, it's me."
You can tell who it is just by listening to the voice.
When Old Mrs. Song walked in with the steamed dumplings, she immediately noticed the dark circles under Song Rushuang's eyes.
The old lady covered her mouth and cried out softly.
"Ding Lan, what's going on?"
"Mom, it's okay. I just didn't sleep well last night."
The old lady knew clearly that it was not that she did not sleep well, but that she did not sleep at all all night.
Even a strong man cannot endure this.
But she is also a mother, so she naturally understands Duan Dinglan's current mentality.
She was just afraid that her daughter would become like before without her knowing.
Old Mrs. Song looked at Song Rushuang with a complicated expression.
One is a mother who loves her dearly, and the other is a father who hardly cares about her.
The old lady felt sad and relieved.
I don’t know if this is a blessing in disguise for my precious granddaughter.
"How can you stay up so late, kid? You must go to bed early today."
Duan Dinglan was a little hesitant.
She treated Old Lady Song as her own mother and didn't want her to worry about her at her old age.
So, she nodded obediently: "I know, Mom."
Duan Dinglan looks weak, but is actually very firm.
If she has made up her mind about something, even eight oxen can't pull her back.
The old lady knew very well that persuasion was useless.
She gave Duan Dinglan a strange look, then pulled her to sit on the small dining table in front of the bed.
"You always say what I like to hear to cheer me up. Don't say I don't believe you. These few days, I have to sleep with you guys."
This can be considered as a prediction of Duan Dinglan's prediction.
Her face couldn't help but turn red.
She couldn't help but sigh that her little thoughts could not be hidden from her mother's eyes.
"I'll listen to my mother."
After lunch, it was time for Song Rushuang to take a nap.
Children of her age are quite common.
Seeing that she closed her eyes obediently, Duan Dinglan felt relieved and went out to do things with Old Lady Song.
The old lady suffers from rheumatism every winter, and her family doesn't allow her to do heavy work.
Duan Dinglan felt that since Lao Liu was not at home, she should be doubly filial.
So, even though Song Rushuang is still young.
She was eager to do whatever she could.
The door closed gently, and Song Rushuang, who should have been asleep, opened her eyes.
Even though the year has passed, she still can't relax.
The family situation was not very good. Except for his adoptive father, most of the other uncles made a living by farming.
But this was the 1980s, crops were not growing well, and there were natural disasters and man-made disasters.
Once a problem arises, the crops in the fields can barely feed one person.
Not to mention the Song family, which is a big family.
I planted so much rice before, it was really a bit arrogant.
If the people above knew about this, it would definitely cause trouble.
Therefore, Song Rushuang’s top priority is to find a crop that is not too exaggerated and can temporarily solve the family’s difficulties.
Just as she was thinking about it, Song Rushuang heard a noisy commotion outside the house.
She could vaguely hear the voices of her grandmother and aunt.
Hey, didn’t they go to the fields?
Why are you back so soon?
The door suddenly opened a little, and Song Xiaoliu sneaked in.
Song Rushuang quickly turned over and sat up.
A pair of big round eyes looked at Song Xiaoliu intently.
"Hehe."
It was the same syllable as before.
But just this made Song Xiaoliu so happy that he almost wanted to jump up.
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