Chapter 85 Chapter 85 Thank you, sister
Song Guanshu lowered his eyelashes, and his expression could not be seen.
Cui Er, who was sitting at the gate to cool off, saw that something was not right and waved her hand to shoo the neighbors back home, "It's getting late, pack up and go back to bed."
Not to mention that it was still early, people were sitting outside their homes watching the fun.
"Tsui Er, you are too overbearing. We are sitting at the door of our own house. How can we bother you?"
Cui'er had received help from Jiang Ling and his wife, and didn't want the neighbors to watch the fun outside.
The neighbors were reluctant to leave. It had been a long time since they saw the hustle and bustle of her hometown since Grandma Liu returned.
"We are all neighbors. Xiao Song and Jiang Ling don't care. Why are you meddling in other people's business?"
"Who do you think is trying to catch a rat?" Cui'er rolled up her sleeves.
"Just tell me what happened to you. It's none of your business whatsoever that a mother and son are meeting."
While Jiang Ling was still thinking about how to deal with this mother-in-law who suddenly appeared, Cui'er almost got into a fight with someone.
There was a flash of contempt in Zhong Xuenu's eyes. These crazy women were so uncultured.
Liu Jianshe is now a lonely man. He is the only one at home and there is no one to talk to. After dinner, he comes out to chat with his neighbors.
He is no longer the head of the security department, but he still acts like a head. As usual, he likes to mediate when neighbors fight.
This time was no exception. He said, "Okay, no matter how big the matter is, we have to put it off for a while. This is the first time Xiao Song's mother is here. Don't let her laugh at you."
Liu Jianshe has been the chief of security for many years, and he speaks and acts like a leader. Even though he is no longer a leader, the temperament he has accumulated over the years will not change.
This was the first person who spoke and acted normally that Zhong Xuenu saw after she came to North City. She couldn't help but look at him twice more.
Liu Jianshe resented Jiang Ling for jumping up and down over his demotion, and also because Zhong Xuenu was pretty. From the other party's short two sentences just now, he knew that Song Guanshu was unwilling to recognize his mother.
He deliberately wanted to disgust him, "Xiao Song, I am a few years older than you, but I have more life experience than you. Listen to my advice, no matter how much unpleasantness has happened between you and your mother, now that it has passed, don't bear a grudge against her. Give her a chance, and give yourself a chance as well."
Han Ruixue was listening to the radio at home. When she heard the noise outside, she came out.
She had slept in the same bed with Liu Jianshe for a while, and she knew him best. She knew where he was going to poop by looking at his butt. Han Ruixue sneered, "Don't make excuses. I think you just pretend to be good-looking in front of others."
Jiang Ling smiled and said, "Brother Liu is a good and filial son. If that's the case, why did you send Aunt Liu to the countryside some time ago? You are enjoying a good life in the city, but leaving Aunt Liu in the village not only suffers, but also has to take care of her grandchildren."
She clicked her tongue and shook her head, "So where is filial piety?"
Han Ruixue always stood on the same anti-Liu front with Jiang Ling. She laughed and said, "Maybe his own mother is not pretty enough, so he wants to be filial to someone else's mother."
Han Ruixue used to be a soft-spoken lesbian, but after becoming a salesperson, she was influenced by other saleswomen and started to speak loudly and even make dirty jokes.
Liu Jianshe was bullied by the two of them until his face turned pale and blue. In the end, he just said, "I won't bother with you women."
When a man cannot win an argument with a woman, he usually likes to say this to show that it is not because of incompetence, but out of manliness.
Song Guanshu smiled and greeted all the neighbors. "My mother divorced my father before I was ten years old and left us. I haven't seen her for nearly twenty years. I can't remember what she looks like. This lady keeps saying that she is my mother, but I really can't confirm it."
There are very few cases in this world where someone randomly recognizes his or her son. Although the possibility is low, it does not mean that it is impossible.
Everyone also had a very curious question, "Song, you have always said that both your parents are dead, and now this lesbian who claims to be your mother has appeared. Is your mother dead?"
It is really presumptuous to ask someone's son whether his biological mother is dead or not, but if I don't ask, I will be too curious.
Song Guanshu smiled bitterly and said, "Nearly twenty years have passed. Things have changed. I have made the worst-case scenario plan. As for other possibilities, I dare not think about them."
This was really sad to hear, and the neighbors didn't want to force Song Guanshu to recognize his relatives anymore. Jiang Ling secretly pulled his clothes, and Song Guanshu held her hand in return to show that he was fine.
"Yes, big sister, do you have any evidence? Photos, keepsakes, etc. will do."
Cui'er felt guilty when Guan Zhongxue called her "big sister". This female comrade was much younger than she was, and judging from her appearance, she should be called "big sister".
But she also claimed to be Song Guanshu's mother. She is of the same age as Song Guanshu. Since this woman gave birth to Song Guanshu, she should be called aunt.
She looks so young that she can't call her aunt.
Zhong Xuenu has no photos. She wanted to sever ties with the Song family at that time, so how could she keep the photos?
She pointed to the shiny jade bracelet on her wrist and said, "This is the Song family's heirloom. You should remember that only the mistress of the house is qualified to wear this bracelet."
Song Guanshu lowered his eyes to hide the complicated emotions in his eyes. He pretended to be surprised and said, "This is my grandmother's bracelet. It was supposed to be passed down to my aunt. It disappeared after something happened in my family. How did it fall into your hands?"
A trace of guilt flashed across Zhong Xuenu's eyes, and she said shamelessly, "This was passed down to me by your grandmother. Your great aunt is gone, and I am the only daughter-in-law left in the family. Who else could it be passed down to if not to me?"
Even though Song Guanshu was still young when the incident happened, he remembered it clearly, "When you divorced my father, my great aunt was still in good health. How could my grandmother hand over the Song family heirloom to you? Did you steal the bracelet from somewhere, hear about this incident, and want to claim kinship with me?"
She took out the letter of introduction from her bag and said, "Look at my name. I'm Zhong Xuenu, your mother."
He remembered the timeline of what happened when he was ten years old very clearly, but he couldn't remember his mother's name. "I'm sorry, I can't remember my mother's name clearly."
Liu Jianshe, who has always hated to see no one shed tears, said, "It doesn't matter, you can check the files, and the names of the parents will definitely be recorded in the files."
Speaking of this, Song Guanshu's expression became even more relaxed.
Retrieve files?
In his file, when recording his parents' information, it says "deceased" after the column for his father, Song Zhiyi. The column for the mother is blank, which can be understood as the mother's identity is unknown or as the mother has passed away.
This is also why no one doubted his claim that his parents were both dead for so many years.
After Zhong Xuenu divorced her father, in order to avoid being implicated, she asked her new husband, who was the director of the Revolutionary Committee, to change her and the Song family's files.
It was a chaotic time and the files were easy to modify.
Zhong Xuenu naturally also remembered this incident. When she came to recognize her relatives, she never thought that Song Guanshu would not recognize his mother.
She thought that Song Guanshu was very lacking in maternal love, and since she was willing to adopt him, he would be very grateful.
Checking the files could not prove her and Song Guanshu's identities, so her only recourse was to try to awaken Song Guanshu's inner desire for his mother.
"When I divorced your father and remarried, it was after discussing it with your father. I took this desperate measure only to protect you who was still young. I didn't want to do that either."
It was heartbreaking to see the beauty shedding tears, so Liu Jianshe took out a handkerchief from his pocket and wiped her tears.
Zhong Xuenu could smell the sweat on the handkerchief from a distance.
She felt sad in her heart that she was really down and out now. Anyone could think they could curry favor with her. The man in front of her was not even worthy of being her horse stool in the past.
In order to maintain her image in the eyes of everyone, she did not refuse directly, but elegantly took out her handkerchief from her bag, "Thank you, but no thanks."
Liu Jianshe used to try to please her in the same way before. Han Ruixue found it very funny. How could she have been moved by such small favors at that time?
"My dear lady, my wife has to get up early to go to work tomorrow. She hasn't eaten yet. If you have anything to say, we can talk later. I'm sorry we can't accompany you."
Zhong Xuenu said pitifully, "I have no place to live. Can I live in your house?"
It would be perfectly reasonable for a mother to live in her son's house, and she had been following him all the way with this idea in mind.
Song Guanshu refused mercilessly, "I'm sorry, I can't confirm that you are your biological mother. Please forgive me for not letting you live in my house."
She looked around at the neighbors for help, but no one offered to help her.
Everyone felt that what Song Guanshu said made sense. If you can't confirm that you are the biological mother, how can you dare to take the person home directly? What if he or she is a thief or a robber?
In addition to the incident, those who spoke up and helped should bear the main responsibility.
It's not that no one helped. Liu Jianshe said very generously, "Sister, if you have nowhere to stay, just stay at our house for a few nights. Don't worry, we have two rooms. I'm an honest person and I won't do anything to you."
Zhong Xuenu concealed her disgust. This man had a lustful look on his face. Did he still think she was an innocent girl in her teens or twenties?
Han Ruixue pointed it out, "Are you talking about the honest man who thinks about women in the middle of the night and sneaks into his ex-wife's room to have sex with her?"
Zhong Xuenu knew that he was not an honest man, so she was not particularly surprised to hear about this. However, she acted very politely and said, "Thank you for your kindness. I won't need it for now. It's not convenient for a man and a woman to stay alone. I will find a place to live."
She looked at the others again and said, "I wonder if you could give me some help."
Zhong Xuenu is beautiful, but the women are reluctant to bring her home because they wonder what if she hooks up with their men.
Han Ruixue is the only single woman living around here, so it would be most convenient for her, but she doesn't want to.
It was already known that this woman had ulterior motives towards Jiang Ling and his wife, so there was no way she would keep her and allow her to harass Xiao Song and Jiang Ling for a long time.
Liu Jianshe was indeed his ex-husband. He first thought of Han Ruixue. "Han Ruixue, you live alone. Can you give this lady some convenience?"
Han Ruixue rolled her eyes. This bastard was really generous. He let her go as a favor. He was so shameless.
She refused without any politeness, "I'm sorry, I not only snore, fart, grind my teeth, and talk in my sleep, but I also like to sleepwalk and hit people. I'm afraid I might hurt this female comrade when I sleep."
Anyone with a discerning eye could see that this was an excuse. Zhong Xue cursed her in her heart for being unreasonable, but on the surface she acted calmly, "I understand that female comrades don't want to be disturbed from sleeping."
Song Guanshu turned around neatly and went home with Jiang Ling.
Zhong Xuenu couldn't let Song Guanshu get bored, so in order to leave a good impression, she didn't force herself to follow him.
After chatting with the neighbors for a long time, she finally left the family quarters. She claimed that she could not take the bus due to her status, so she took a taxi and went straight to the guesthouse where she had lived for the previous two days.
It was already seven o'clock when Jiang Ling and Song Guanshu got home. They did not go to the market to buy vegetables on the way home from get off work, so there was only a bunch of Chinese cabbage left over from yesterday.
Song Guanshu was afraid that it would take too long to prepare other dishes and Jiang Ling would be hungry, so he prepared to cook Chinese cabbage dumpling soup.
Compared to yesterday, the expression on Song Guanshu's face was very calm.
Jiang Ling held up her chin and looked at him, "Is that woman really your mother?"
In front of Jiang Ling, there was nothing to hide, so Song Guanshu admitted generously, "Yes, it is."
"She treated you very badly."
Song Guanshu's throat was a little dry. His hands kept moving, pouring the stirred noodles into the boiling soup. "She wasn't bad to me."
"But you don't like her very much."
Song Guanshu smiled and said, "Is it not possible for me to be disloyal and unfilial? You also said that I am not a good person."
Jiang Ling answered crisply, "Of course, but this does not conflict with the fact that she is not a good person."
If he refused to talk, Jiang Ling would not force him to answer.
After turning off the lights at night, she nestled in Song Guanshu's arms and asked curiously, "What did that woman do to make you hate her so much?"
For two consecutive nights, Song Guanshu did not touch Jiang Ling when he slept. Jiang Ling could feel that although he acted as if he didn't care, he was in a bad mood.
Song Guanshu let Jiang Ling lie on his arms. His tone was calm and without ripples. "She has never done anything to hurt me. When I was young, my family was in trouble. You should know that during that time, my family was very sad. My grandfather and uncle saw the end of some of their old friends. The family was also harassed several times. They wanted to take the initiative to hand over the family property and hide in the countryside for a while. Although the city was very chaotic, the countryside was relatively peaceful. She knew that she didn't want to suffer in the countryside in the future, so she took the initiative to divorce my father."
After hearing this, Jiang Ling could understand the choice made by Zhong Xuenu. It was also human nature not to want to suffer together.
Song Guanshu continued, "The leader of the rebels must have known her. She got together with that man after her divorce. Grandfather and uncle had already asked people to pack up and prepare to leave for the countryside. The luggage was already packed. Grandfather, uncle, father, and several cousins were taken away because the company had done business with foreigners. They were said to be traitors and were not allowed to live in the house. The remaining elderly, weak, women and children were taken home by the nanny. My eldest cousin had a fierce temper and jumped off the building during the interrogation. Grandfather, uncle, father were shot."
"Our property was confiscated, and we lived with our nanny. My grandmother died of illness, and my eldest aunt committed suicide when she heard that her husband and son were gone. The rest of the family fell ill or died, and our youngest sister was missing. She was only five years old when she was missing, so she should be dead now. I overheard the nanny discussing with family members that half of our family's confiscated property went to her second husband's home. There were some things I couldn't understand at the time, but I understood them when I grew up."
There was no fluctuation in his tone when he was narrating the incident, and he was as calm as an outsider, but Jiang Ling felt very sad listening to him.
The more she listened, the more distressed she became. Jiang Ling didn't even notice when she had pinched the soft flesh on Song Guanshu's arm.
The person being pinched was immersed in the past and didn't notice.
The darkness was very convenient for hiding emotions. Jiang Ling quietly raised her hand and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes.
After finishing speaking, Song Guanshu remained silent.
After a long while, Jiang Ling calmed down and said angrily, "Then she is really a bad person!"
She stretched out her arms and wrapped her arms around Song Guanshu's thin waist. "Next time, if she dares to come to you again, I will drive her away without mercy."
Song Guanshu came to comfort her instead, "It's been a long time, I don't care anymore. And now there is no evidence to prove our mother-son relationship, so it's useless for her to find it again."
Jiang Ling hummed, "She went to great lengths to come to you, which proves that she is having a very bad time now. A scheming villain like her, even if she is good for a while, she will not be good forever. She will get her retribution."
Song Guanshu reached out and rubbed Jiang Ling's head. The way she tried to comfort him was kind of cute.
"After she married that man, she gave birth to a son and a daughter. The eldest son should be almost an adult, and the youngest daughter is about the same age as I was at that time."
Jiang Ling asked softly, "Have you ever returned home since you went to the countryside?"
She thought that Song Guanshu must have been back there and even knew that the woman had given birth to another daughter ten years ago.
"I went back a few times." Song Guanshu sighed softly, "When I went back home the year before last, I learned that the nanny who took us in had passed away. She lived to be 76 years old, so it was considered a happy funeral. I heard from her daughter that she fell to the ground while working, and she was not suffering from any pain."
Jiang Ling wanted to liven up the atmosphere, so she asked, "So you came to Beicheng to work in the countryside?"
He has been stuck in that time, "Yes, my family members died or scattered, and I was the only one left. It was not good to always live in someone else's house. They also had to make a living, so I went to the Youth League to sign up."
Jiang Ling looked up at him, but she couldn't see him clearly. She could only see his outline in the darkness. "How old were you then?"
"I was about twelve, I can't remember clearly."
"You are so young. There should be no one younger than you among the educated youth sent to the countryside."
Song Guanshu said without missing a beat, "Maybe there is, but I don't know him."
"For many city kids, being sent to the countryside as an educated youth was a disaster. For me, the countryside was much better than the city. Although life in the countryside was hard, I wouldn't be paraded through the streets from time to time. I just had to do more work."
If you count it up, the time he has spent in Beicheng has exceeded the time he has lived in his hometown.
Imagine twelve-year-old Song Guanshu carrying a huge bag, leaving his hometown and coming to a place with a completely different climate and customs from his hometown, with no relatives or friends.
It's really heartbreaking.
Jiang Ling reached out and touched his face twice, "Follow me from now on, I will definitely let you live a good life."
Song Guanshu laughed softly, with a hint of seduce in his voice, "Thank you, sister."
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