Living in the same family compound and working in the same factory, who doesn’t know who? Lai Yanling was raising three children by herself and was often bullied by that group of people.
Luo Meixin's selfish character made her a laughing stock for many people. Now that her biological daughter is back, she must save her face and get back on track.
At this moment, Lai Yanling felt extremely happy. She could finally hold her head high in front of her mortal enemies. She felt even more satisfied when she saw Song Zhiyao in front of her who looked like Song Yuanzhou.
[She is worthy of being the daughter of Yuan Zhou and I! ] Lai Yanling thought proudly in her heart, holding Song Zhiyao's hand even tighter.
[My daughter is so beautiful, she is worthy of being my own daughter!
Graduated from college at the age of 18 and is as smart as her dad! 】
Lai Yanling kept muttering to herself as she walked.
Song Zhiyao, who could hear her thoughts, followed behind her, with the corners of her mouth slightly raised, confirming her previous guess.
Song Zhiyao didn't expect that she could make Lai Yanling so happy after she came back. She didn't do anything just now, but just telling the truth made her so excited along the way.
When they were almost home, Lai Yanling slowed down her pace.
[Zhiyao, you shouldn't have come back to suffer! ]
Song Zhiyao noticed that Lai Yanling's pace slowed down, and then she heard these words.
Thinking of what Luo Meixin said before, "At the Song family, the whole family sleeps in one room."
Faced with an unfamiliar environment, Song Zhiyao was prepared and could accept any bad conditions because that was her real home.
Lai Yanling felt that Song Zhiyao didn't say anything along the way because she was dissatisfied with the environment in the textile factory.
Just as she was about to say sorry, she heard Song Zhiyao's cold voice saying, "Mom, why don't you leave?"
Of course Song Zhiyao knew what she was going to say, so she interrupted her and stopped her from saying those words of apology.
She had no choice about where she was born, but her parents had given her a smart brain, for which she was very grateful.
She would not feel sorry to leave the wealthy Luo family. She was an adult now and it was up to herself to live her future life.
"Let's go now!" Lai Yanling was interrupted by Song Zhiyao. Looking at her eyes that seemed to be able to see through people's hearts, she could not say anything else.
He seemed to be hesitant to speak along the way, and looked at Song Zhiyao from time to time.
Seeing Lai Yanling like this, Song Zhiyao wanted to hear what she was thinking, but she heard nothing.
"Is it menopause?" Song Zhiyao felt that she had reached what is medically known as menopause. Thinking about Lai Yanling's age, it seemed like that was the case.
I made a secret note in my heart that I would ask the internist to prescribe some medicine for her one day.
Lai Yanling would never have thought that her constant mood changes would make her daughter think she was in menopause.
After making sure that her daughter didn't have any objection, Lai Yanling happily pulled Song Zhiyao forward.
"The building in front is our home. The last two rooms on the left side of the fourth floor are our home." Lai Yanling pointed to the second to last building on the street.
After she finished speaking, her face was full of guilt, fearing that Song Zhiyao would turn around and leave.
This road seems very short but it actually takes several minutes. When the textile factory built this dormitory building, they took the large number of workers into consideration and the distance between each building was also very close.
There are more than a dozen houses on each floor, and their family only occupies two of them. Each room is about 10 square meters, and there are about 10 households living on one floor. There is a public bathroom, and cooking can only be done on the balcony.
The reason their family could have two rooms was that when Song Yuanzhou was around, they could only afford it with the salary of two people.
Even with these two small rooms, the home appears to be very spacious in the eyes of outsiders.
Housing is in short supply now, and many textile factories have families of more than a dozen people squeezed into one or two houses.
Even though Song Yuanzhou is a family of five at home, it is still more spacious than other homes.
As we walked along the way, we found that the buildings in the textile factory were worse than those in the steel factory. There were so many people crowded in the corridors, and several families were competing for space when talking and cooking.
Despite this, Song Zhiyao did not regret leaving the Luo family. As the director of the steel plant, Luo Hongxing had a high rank and his family was allocated houses by the workers, so naturally the house was the best in the factory.
There is a separate small courtyard, and everyone in the family has his or her own room. There is also a piece of land at the door. In order to show the uniqueness of her home, Liao Shujuan did not grow vegetables but flowers.
Growing up in such an environment, Song Zhiyao was envied by her friends at the steel factory.
In the eyes of others, they had to compete with their brothers and sisters for the larger beds, but Song Zhiyao had her own room, which was her dream come true.
When the mother and daughter walked to the door of their home, the neighbors next door looked at them curiously. Along the way, Lai Yanling proudly introduced her daughter.
"My dear daughter is back!" "Uncles and aunts, please take good care of her in the future."
Song Zhiyao stood there calmly, listening to Lai Yanling speak, and forced a smile.
It can be seen from various greetings that Lai Yanling is very popular.
Most people were very friendly. Except for a few who looked puzzled, no one said anything sarcastic. They were much friendlier than the group at the door.
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Their house was one of the two rooms at the edge. Before Song Yuanzhou left, he put iron railings between the two rooms and installed a small door to enclose the two rooms together.
When you open this small door, what comes into view is a honeycomb coal stove, pots and pans for cooking. The small space is very tidy, it's like a small kitchen.
After closing the door, their family doesn't have to share the cooking area with others. Except for the inconvenience of taking a shower and going to the toilet, they don't have to share anything else with other families.
It is also safe to lock this small door at night.
When I opened the door, I saw two rooms that were neatly tidied. One was used for dining and there was a bed in it with boys' clothes on it.
Song Zhiyao knew that her brother should be sleeping here.
Sure enough, I heard Lai Yanling introduce, "Zhiyao, when your brother was young, I took him to sleep in this room. Now he is 13 years old and sleeps alone."
"The other room is bigger, and the bed is bigger too. The three of us, mother and daughter, can sleep in it. If you're not used to it, I'll make another bed next to your brother so you and your sister can sleep more spaciously."
"No, the bed is big enough for the three of us to sleep in. Besides, my brother is a 13-year-old boy who needs his own space. It's not appropriate for him to share a room with mom."
Song Zhiyao looked at another room, which could easily accommodate three people. They had all slept like that before, so there was no need for her to be pretentious.
Even if you are not used to living here, you can apply for a dormitory at the hospital, which is better than going to trouble yourself at home.
Lai Yanling felt even more guilty when she heard what Song Zhiyao said.
It's all her fault.
"I'll listen to you first. If you can't sleep well at night, you must tell me and I'll find a way to solve it then."
"Zhiyao, you sit here first. Mom will go cook. Your sister and brother will be home from school soon."
Lai Yanling went to cook while Song Zhiyao packed her luggage.
She said she was packing her luggage, but it was just a few old clothes that she was wearing. She didn't bring any new clothes, only a few old clothes for changing.
"Mom, what's cooking tonight that smells so good?" Song Ruyun knew there was something delicious when she smelled it, and her clear voice was filled with excitement.
I thought about putting my schoolbag back to the room quickly to help.
I saw the people in their room. Looking at the beautiful and elegant Song Zhiyao in front of me, who looked very much like her father Song Yuanzhou, I knew who the person in front of me was.
She said to Song Zhiyao unhappily, "Humph! Don't you think our family is poor? Why did you come back?"
Song Ruyun looked like she didn't welcome her, but she had another thought in her heart: "She's so beautiful, worthy of being my biological sister. She looks more likable than that annoying Luo Meixin."
(End of this chapter)