It has come to this point, even if Song Rushuang tells about the injustice she has suffered.
The first thing he did after finishing his speech was to explain to the perpetrator.
In the past, whenever she said something like this, she would more or less get some agreement, but now no one said a word.
Song Rushuang's voice became weaker and weaker until it disappeared completely.
When her voice stopped, the atmosphere became even more tense.
Song Rushuang looked at the old lady again and again.
This situation was totally beyond her ability to cope with.
If there really was a crack on the ground, Song Rushuang would definitely drill through it no matter what.
Old Mrs. Song shook her head slowly, indicating that she could do nothing to help.
Song Rushuang choked and inexplicably felt the urge to sigh to the sky.
What is this?
If we want to break the deadlock in this matter, we have to start with Song Rushuang.
It's not something she can avoid just because she wants to.
After all, she is a party involved.
The reason why everyone reacted the way they did after hearing what she said was all because of her.
After taking a deep breath, Song Rushuang chose to face reality.
She looked at Zhang Cuizhi first.
I thought that after convincing her first, maybe I could also persuade the aunt to speak for me.
As a result, she had just put her arm around Zhang Cuizhi and hadn't said any flattering words when Song Rushuang suddenly felt something wet on the back of her hand.
When she looked up again, she found that Zhang Cuizhi was crying.
Song Rushuang's scalp immediately went numb. In her opinion, although her aunt had a soft temper, she had never seen her cry like this.
She quickly said to Zhang Cuizhi with a guilty look:
"Auntie, what's wrong with you?"
After asking this question, Song Rushuang complained a little.
She had tried her best to brush aside what Shen Huai and Shen Yue had said.
But it still made everyone so sad for no reason.
In fact, not only Zhang Cuizhi, but also the other members of the Song family had unhappy expressions.
The other two aunts also looked sad, as if they could cry at any time, while her uncles looked bitter and resentful.
Boss Song had lit up his tobacco leaf cigarette without knowing when, and started smoking silently.
Puffs of smoke came out of Boss Song's mouth, and no one stopped him.
Song Rushuang knew that Boss Song was not a heavy smoker.
If he wasn't extremely annoyed, he wouldn't have smoked in front of everyone.
"I told your mother long ago that if she felt you were a burden, she should leave you in the Song family as soon as possible. She swore to us at that time that you were her lifeblood and that she couldn't live without you."
Song Rushuang thought that this conversation took place about twelve years ago, just after her mother divorced Song Laoliu.
At that time, people in Baishui Village had all kinds of opinions.
No matter how good the relationship between Duan Dinglan and the Song family is, it is impossible for her to stay in the Song family after the divorce.
At this critical juncture.
Duan Dinglan was about to leave, so the Song family naturally discussed with her the issue of the child's custody.
Apart from the old lady's opinion who could make the final decision, the other uncles and aunts in the Song family who cared about Song Rushuang naturally also asked Duan Dinglan.
Although it happened a long time ago, when I think about it now, it seems like it happened just yesterday.
Duan Dinglan's promise at that time now seems like a thing of the past.
Zhang Cuizhi was sad because her precious child was treated like this by others.
The sense of disparity was too great for her to accept for a moment.
Song Rushuang pursed her lips for a while, with words of comfort on her lips.
But he hesitated for a while and couldn't explain it clearly.
Zhang Cuizhi probably realized that crying in front of her child was not a good idea, so she tried very hard to hold back her tears, but ultimately found it was of no use.
"If she had known she would be like this, why didn't she keep you with us?"
Boss Song was silent for a while, slowly exhaled a few puffs of smoke, and then slowly spoke:
"Xiao Qi, don't blame your aunt for speaking bluntly. She said the truth. If you had stayed at home, all the troublesome things that happened later wouldn't have happened at all."
"This is how they treat the child who is dearest to our family."
It is hard to say who is right or wrong in this matter.
At this moment, Old Lady Song slowly spoke:
"Well, it's over now. The child is with us now, and that's better than anything else."
Zhang Cuizhi suddenly thought of something, and then said in a deep voice:
"Yes, mother is right. No matter what, now is the best arrangement. Xiaoqi, even for us uncles and aunts who have watched you grow up, you have to protect yourself well, understand?"
Song Rushuang doesn't know the importance of making this promise yet.
But right now, all she could do was nod.
Everyone seemed to have a tacit understanding and didn't say a word to each other, but no one continued to talk about the matter.
Song Rushuang breathed a sigh of relief. The matter finally had a relatively stable solution for the time being.
Otherwise, it is unknown how long Duan Dinglan's trial will last.
Song Rushuang went into the city that afternoon.
Her aunts were a little worried about her, so they followed her to Baishui Town.
It turned out that the concerns of the aunts were very necessary.
Wherever Song Rushuang goes, it always causes a sensation.
The men couldn't help but come up to ask Song Rushuang for her contact information, and even some girls couldn't help but come up to ask about Song Rushuang's clothing styles.
Song Rushuang looked at her clothes with some surprise, then looked at the person who came close to her.
There was a suspicious blush on everyone's face, and they were actually a little afraid to look directly at Song Rushuang.
"Do you think this dress looks good on me?"
The reason why Song Rushuang asked this was because the skirt she was wearing was designed and cut by herself.
She really didn't think she looked that good in her clothes until someone asked her.
The little girl who was questioned by Song Rushuang nodded quickly, not sparing her praise at all:
"It's so beautiful. I've never seen a skirt like this before. Miss, where did you buy it?"
Song Rushuang's mind was full of thoughts, and in the end, she felt that she seemed to have found a business opportunity again.
"This dress was made by my teacher."
"teacher?"
Song Rushuang nodded sincerely:
"Yeah, I have a teacher who studied in Norway. She's a fashion designer, very famous."
This little girl is really knowledgeable. When she heard Song Rushuang say this, she didn't have any doubts.
Instead, he showed an expression of "So that's how it is":
"It turns out it's fresh goods from abroad. No wonder it looks so beautiful. Not only in our town, but even in Los Angeles, I haven't seen such a beautiful skirt."
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