Song Shiwei had no time to pay attention to her and snorted coldly: "This is also my home, my parents live here, why can't I come!"
Having said that, he walked inside.
Song Yingying looked at her belly which was bigger than a washbasin and was extremely jealous!
She rolled her eyes in frustration and muttered to herself, "What's so great about that? It's just giving birth to a child. It's the same for everyone else!"
Song Shiwei happened to hear this. She turned her head and sneered at her: "I am awesome. Who made me pregnant with quadruplets? Some people just can't do that!"
Just then, Song Shimiao came out and saw her, and rushed over happily.
"Sister! Brother-in-law, you are here!"
Seeing her, Song Shiwei remembered the reason why he came here.
"Where are my parents?"
Song Shimiao pointed inside the house: "Mom is making paste in there. Isn't today New Year's Eve? We have to put up the couplets!"
Song Shiwei had actually forgotten this custom.
In the past, she flew everywhere and was busy even during the Chinese New Year. How could she have time to celebrate the Chinese New Year?
While others are celebrating the New Year, she is even busier! Busy attending events, busy broadcasting, while others are having New Year's Eve dinner and reunion dinner.
She didn't even have time to eat her work lunch!
I even have to count down to the New Year with everyone in the live broadcast room!
It’s been a long time since I felt this way!
At this time, Zhao Huili and Song Zhiyong came out with the prepared paste and the Spring Festival couplets written by Song Zhiyong himself.
I was so surprised when I saw them at first sight.
"Weiwei and Tingyue are here?"
Zhou Tingyue stepped forward with a smile: "Mom, Dad and I will come and post it!"
Zhao Huili didn't bother to be polite with him. She handed him the paste and let him and Song Zhiyong work on it.
Anyway, there aren't many things to put up in their house, just one at the door, and the words "Spring" and "Fu" in each room inside!
Zhao Huili helped Song Shiwei into the house.
"Hey, Weiwei, why are you here at this time?"
Song Shiwei sat down on the sofa, took Zhao Huili's hand, and asked solemnly: "Mom, have you heard anything about my brother recently?"
Zhao Huili was also stunned when she heard her mention Song Wenlin, and then seemed to think of something sad.
The smile on his face gradually disappeared.
"Ah, speaking of your brother, my heart aches. It's been almost six months, and he hasn't replied to any of the letters we wrote to him. Even when I sent him money, no one has ever picked up the remittance slip! I'm just wondering if something has happened to your brother."
When Song Shiwei heard this and thought about the dream, her expression suddenly changed.
"Mom, why didn't you tell me about this earlier?"
Zhao Huili's eyes gradually turned red.
"You're still pregnant, why would I tell you all this? I'm afraid you'll worry too. Your dad and I are busy with work, and your sister has to go to school. Sometimes I even want to take a day off and take the train to visit your brother on the farm where he's an educated youth! Otherwise, I get so worried when I don't hear from him all day!"
Song Shiwei patted her on the back. If it was really like what she dreamed, then her elder brother should be almost home by now, right?
Just as I was thinking about it, I suddenly heard Song Shimiao shouting outside the door: "Brother??? Why are you back?"
Then came Song Zhiyong's ecstatic voice: "Wenlin!! Oh my!! It's really you, son. Why are you back at this time?"
When Zhao Huili heard this, she could no longer sit still. She stood up and ran out like a gust of wind, opening the door.
Because of her big belly, Song Shiwei could only hold her waist and slowly stand up and walk towards the door.
But there was still a smile on his face.
It seems that the dream she had was indeed about her brother's plot!
As soon as I reached the door, I saw Zhao Huili hugging a skinny young man and crying.
"Wenlin, my Wenlin, you're finally back. You were driving your mother crazy!"
At this time, Old Lady Song, Feng Chunmei, Song Zhiguo, Song Yingying and several sons and daughters-in-law of the Song family heard the noise and came out to watch the fun.
Feng Chunmei was especially surprised to see that it was Song Wenlin who had returned. "Oh, who was it? It turns out to be our educated youth, Wenlin is back?"
Song Yingying was a little curious: "Brother Wenlin, why are you back at this time? You came back at such a good time, just in time for the New Year!"
Seeing them, a slightly embarrassed smile appeared on Song Wenlin's dark face.
"Well, I wrote an application to the farm to return to the city. The director stamped it, and I came back!"
When Zhao Huili heard this, she was so happy!
"It's good to be back!! It's good to be back!! Mom has finally been waiting for this day!!"
Song Zhiyong was also happy.
"Okay, good boy! I'm glad you're back!!"
Zhao Huili felt so distressed when she saw her son was so thin that he was just skin and bones.
Touching his face, he said, "My son has really suffered a lot this time. How come he has become so thin? When you left before, there was still some flesh on his face! And it wasn't as dark as it is now..."
As she spoke, she wiped away her tears.
Song Shiwei hurried forward to persuade her, "Mom, please stop crying. It's New Year's Day, it's not good to cry! Besides, my brother just came back and took such a long train ride. Let him go back to the house and rest!"
After hearing her words, Zhao Huili stopped crying!
"Right, right, right! You must be exhausted, Wenlin. Go back to your room and rest!"
Song Wenlin looked Song Shiwei up and down, his face full of surprise.
"Weiwei is...pregnant?"
Song Shi smiled and pulled Zhou Tingyue next to him, and introduced him to him with a smile: "Brother, this Tingyue is your brother-in-law!"
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