Song Xiaowu, who was concentrating on eating, suddenly looked up at Song Rushuang in his mother's arms.
"Is it because my sister can't conjure up food that Sixth Aunt dislikes her?"
Although children's words are innocent, they are still somewhat hurtful.
As soon as he finished speaking, Song Xiaowu was pushed by Song Xiaoliu.
Song Xiaoliu, who was always good-tempered, glared at Song Xiaowu fiercely:
"You're talking nonsense!"
Song Xiaowu was stunned for a moment, then felt a little embarrassed and started to wrestle with Song Xiaoliu.
Zhang Cuizhi was startled and hurried over to stop them, but was stopped by the fifth brother's wife.
"Don't worry, sister-in-law. That brat Xiaowu is definitely no match for Xiaoliu!"
As Song Xiaowu's biological mother, she was not anxious at all.
"It's not good for Xiaowu to get beaten!"
The fifth daughter-in-law snorted unhappily:
"Why not? He has a mouth like that. Someone needs to teach him a lesson."
"You're my biological mother, aren't you afraid of getting hurt?"
"That's what he deserves. Look at what he just said. Is that something you can just say casually?"
The fifth daughter-in-law shook Song Rushuang in her hand and lowered her voice:
"I like guys like Xiaoliu. He's willing to take action and doesn't complain. Even if he doesn't hit me, I'll definitely beat him up!"
She had a look of indignation on her face, and there was absolutely no sign of pretense or acting in front of others.
Does this mean that you treat your own children as your "enemies"?
Zhang Cuizhi was stunned for a moment, then felt a bit amused and helpless.
Song Rushuang, who was drowsy in the arms of the fifth brother's wife, suddenly giggled and made babyish babbling sounds in the direction of her brothers' fight.
It was as if he was cheering for them.
This laugh also helped to lighten the atmosphere.
The adults, who had frowned at first, burst out laughing.
The eldest and second oldest Songs were even instructing the two children on how and where to hit each other so as to make the other party so painful that they would beg for mercy.
The nature of the story seemed to change suddenly.
Until Old Mrs. Song came into the house carrying a basin of buns.
What does it look like to see my grandchildren making a fuss?
She shouted:
"Why are you fighting in one place? If you want to fight, go out and fight!"
The children were afraid of their grandmother's authority, so they stopped.
After dinner, there was a knock on the door.
Old Mrs. Song went to open the door herself, but it was not Lin Bing as everyone thought, but a young man.
The man was wearing a Zhongshan suit, which made him look tall and handsome.
The fair face, handsome features, and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses all indicate that the person in front of him is not an ordinary person.
"Hello, are you Mrs. Song?"
"Yes, I am. May I ask who you are?"
The young man said softly, "Hello, I'm also a member of the law enforcement team. I'm here to pick up the goods on behalf of Sister Lin."
Speaking of the green plum sauce, Old Lady Song's face turned pale.
Although it was a little difficult to say, she decisively told the young man the truth.
"Sorry, the jam isn't done yet."
"Ah? But Sister Lin said that today is the date you agreed on."
Mrs. Song apologized:
"I'm really sorry, but I just can't buy green plums recently."
Before the young man could say anything, an inappropriate sound came from not far outside the door.
"Hey, what's so special about it? It seems to me that you're just trying to get the deposit for free. Are you deliberately not doing it?"
"What nonsense are you talking about?"
Dongzi's mother immediately retorted:
"Nonsense? How could I be talking nonsense? You said you didn't do it because you couldn't buy green plums, so how come I bought them?"
Old Mrs. Song was so angry that she laughed.
"Why, do you dare to say that you bought these plums with your own money?"
Dongzi's mother stiffened her neck and nodded without blushing or beating her heart:
"We bought it originally, what's wrong?"
The old lady really didn't expect that some people could be so shameless as to reach such a point.
Then what else can she argue with her?
Anyway, she has always been shameless, and people with shame are naturally no match for her.
The young man frowned.
This conflict between neighbors has nothing to do with him.
He just wanted to ask whether he could bring the green plum sauce back.
After all, he also promised Lin Bing.
Since you have promised something to others, you must do it.
"Mrs. Song, I won't be able to get the green plum jam today?"
The old lady hesitated for a moment, but finally nodded.
This was indeed the case, and there was no point for her to hide it.
So the old lady handed the envelope she had prepared at the beginning to the young man.
"I'm sorry, young man, I've troubled you to come here for nothing. I also tried to contact Bingbing, but I couldn't reach her. I don't know where her home is, so this matter has been delayed."
"What's this envelope?"
Old Mrs. Song said in a deep voice, "There are two hundred yuan here. One hundred yuan is the deposit left by Bingbing, and the other one hundred yuan is our compensation."
Regardless of the prerequisites, the final result was that the Song family failed to fulfill the agreement on time.
So, it was only natural that she gave more money.
By giving this, she also broke Dongzi's mother's claim that she wanted to embezzle the deposit.
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