The Song family had a good New Year but ended in a quarrel.
When Song Li brought her two children over in the morning, she saw the gloomy faces of the whole family.
"What's going on?"
Zhang Xiu was so angry that he couldn't sleep last night. He hadn't gotten up yet. Only Li Guizhi was in the kitchen.
Seeing Song Li coming, Li Guizhi finally found her backbone.
"Brother and sister-in-law are back."
It’s a good thing that you’re back. Why does my second sister-in-law have this expression?
Song Li raised her eyebrows and had a guess in her mind.
"Did they have a quarrel?"
In the original owner's memory, her elder sister-in-law Ding Lanxiang was not someone to be trifled with. Because her father was the director of a food factory, she was arrogant and looked down on the people of the old Song family. Even the spoiled and domineering original owner had suffered a lot at her hands.
"They had a huge fight and were even getting a divorce. I don't know what happened. My eldest brother had a very unhappy face since he walked in." Li Guizhi sighed.
Song Li paused and handed the jar in her hand to her, "This contains the wild wine I brewed. Sister-in-law, please put it away first. I'll go see Mom."
"Hey." Li Guizhi took it quickly. She was busy cooking at the moment and couldn't get away, otherwise she would have to join in the fun.
The two children didn't understand what adults were doing and had already gone to the second room to play with Xiaohua.
The Song family's house is square in layout, with the second room facing the main room. At this moment, the curtains of the main room are slightly opened, and Song Zhichao is staring outside.
When he saw Mingze and Qingqing enter the small flower house, a vicious look flashed in his eyes. He turned around and saw Ding Lanxiang was still sleeping, so he quietly pushed the door open and went out.
In the second room, Qingqing and Xiaohua were playing with dolls. Mingze thought they were childish and stayed away from them, reading a book by himself.
Although he was only five years old, he had already completed all the primary school courses. The junior high school mathematics book in his hand was bought by He Linyuan before.
"What are you playing at? Give it to me!"
Suddenly the door was pushed open, and Song Zhichao came up and snatched the rag doll from Qingqing's hand.
He had strong hands and tore the doll's skirt in a few strokes. He also threw the small hairpin on the doll's hair on the ground and crushed it with his feet.
Seeing Qingqing and Xiaohua's red eyes and the look of being about to cry, his expression became even more smug, "This broken doll is not that great, it's not fun at all, I'll give it back to you!"
As he said that, he threw it towards Qingqing's face.
"Bang!"
Seeing that the rag doll was about to hit Qingqing's face, Mingze waved it away, then clenched his fist and hit Song Zhichao in the face.
"I'll let you bully my sister!"
He Mingze had practiced with He Linyuan before. Even though Song Zhichao was two years older than him, he was still beaten to a pulp.
Old Song’s house was so small that his wailing quickly spread everywhere.
"What's going on? It's been so chaotic day after day."
Zhang Xiu was talking to her daughter about the eldest brother and his wife when she heard shrill cries outside. Her brain felt like it was going to explode.
She looked forward to her son and grandson coming back every day, but she was really upset when they came back.
"What's going on? Zhichao, why are you crying?"
Song Zhichao wailed with his mouth wide open, "Grandma, He Mingze hit me!"
"He hit you?" Zhang Xiu's eyes widened. Her eldest nephew was such a well-behaved boy, how could he hit others?
Besides, Song Zhichao doesn't look like he's been beaten.
Doubt flashed in Zhang Xiu's eyes.
This shows that Ming Ze is smart. Although he is young, he already knows how to hit people in the most painful way without leaving any marks.
Song Zhichao just cried but couldn't provide any evidence, which made him look stupid no matter how you looked at him.
"He...he just hit me!"
"Grandma, it was Song Zhichao who deliberately tore my sister's rag doll and hit her with it." He Mingze had a cold face and looked as fierce as a little wolf cub. Song Zhichao was so scared that he stopped crying for a moment.
When Song Li heard what her son said, her face darkened.
"Qingqing, let mommy see if you're hurt?"
"No, mom, the doll is broken."
The little girl's eyes were red and tears were welling up in her eyes. This doll was made by her mother and she treasured it very much. But now it was broken by Song Zhichao.
Song Li reached out and wiped away her daughter's tears. Her voice was gentle, "It's okay. Mommy will make another one for Qingqing."
"Um!"
The little girl burst into laughter, and when Song Zhichao saw that they were not on his side, he got angry and started cursing.
"What's so special about a broken baby? I'm just going to tear it apart, okay? You two bastards, you dare to hit me? I'll tell my grandfather and have him arrest you all!"
Song Zhichao kept calling someone a bastard. Apparently, he had heard it a lot when he was at home. Song Li and Zhang Xiu looked extremely ugly.
Especially Zhang Xiu, he felt angry and heartbroken at the same time.
Compared to Xiaohua, she loves Song Zhichao more and usually saves all the delicious and fun things for him, but he calls Mingze and Qingqing bastards.
Zhang Xiu felt dizzy. No wonder the eldest brother was determined to divorce him this time. Just look at this child who was raised astray and you can tell what kind of life he was living in the Ding family.
"Okay, okay, take them away! Take them all away! Just ask your grandpa to take me away too!"
Zhang Xiu was really mad this time.
"Why are you fussing over a child? Besides, our Zhichao was right. Song Li shamelessly forced He Linyuan to marry her. Maybe she was just looking for a father for the two children in her belly."
Ding Lanxiang couldn't bear to see her son being bullied by his in-laws. Since they had already fallen out and were about to divorce, she didn't have to endure it any longer.
The Song family was so poor and they wouldn't have any future, so she had no pressure to offend them.
"Ding Lanxiang, shut up!"
Song Chengye slept with Song Chenglin last night. Today, the two brothers went to the creek to fish and just came back. As soon as he entered the door, he heard Ding Lanxiang's blunt words and was so angry that he trembled.
"What? What did I say wrong? Your Song family is a bunch of thieves and whores, a bunch of bullies. I'm so unlucky to marry you!"
“Bang!”
Song Chengye couldn't bear it anymore. He could tolerate Ding Lanxiang scolding him, but she couldn't scold his younger sister.
"Apologize to my sister!"
"Bah! I can't say anything about the evil she committed herself?" Ding Lanxiang was slapped by him. She was so angry that she would never listen to him.
"Boss, get them out of here!"
The Song family's yard was in a mess, and Zhang Xiu raised his voice to chase people away.
Her daughter is the apple of her eye. If Ding Lanxiang bullies her daughter, she won’t want her as her daughter-in-law!
"Mom, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have brought them back..."
Song Chengye looked at Zhang Xiu with a guilty look on his face, and apologized to Song Li again, "Little sister, I know you are innocent. It was she who slandered you with her mean mouth. I'm sorry."
Song Li was so angry that her chest was about to explode, but this anger was provoked by Ding Lanxiang and had nothing to do with Song Chengye, so she couldn't vent her anger on him.
"I'm about to divorce her. I can't represent her. If Ding Lanxiang dares to talk nonsense again, I'll call the police and have her arrested!"
"Yes, Boss, hurry back and divorce her. Come back when you're divorced. Even if you lose your job and go home to farm, Mom doesn't want to see this daughter-in-law again!"
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