Again and again.
Song Yiyi was finally disgusted by her.
One day it was raining, and she took advantage of the fact that no adults were around and beat Song Qiong up.
Song Qiong can't beat Song Yiyi.
He cried loudly after being beaten by Song Yiyi.
She cried and continued to speak rudely, "Song Yiyi, your family is a capitalist! You are the descendant of a capitalist!"
"I bully you because I am venting my anger on behalf of the people. Why are you so dissatisfied? Woo woo woo..."
"Song Yiyi, your father is not a good guy either. He is a coward. Your mother ran away with someone, but he still built a grave for her."
"My dad said that these worn-out shoes should be left to rot outside. They would be dirty if buried in our Songjia Village..."
Song Qiong couldn't say the rest of the words.
Because Song Yiyi slapped Song Qiong's mouth so hard that it broke.
Her thick lips quickly swelled up even higher, like sausages, and she was still crying loudly.
Song Yiyi wouldn't let her go, and insisted that she stay for a while and kowtow in front of their door to apologize.
Otherwise I will beat her every day in the future.
At that time, Song Yiyi did not believe what Song Qiong said.
Because Song Qiong is always full of lies.
In addition, Song Qiong was crying when she spoke, so her pronunciation was not very clear and she spoke in a vague manner.
After she turned fifteen, her personality changed.
Song Qiong would occasionally come over and act sarcastic.
At that time, Song Yiyi just looked at her coldly and didn't pay much attention to her.
Song Qiong found it boring.
Gradually, he stopped provoking Song Yiyi.
Song Yiyi turned and walked into the house, "Dad, Mom, it's getting late, let's get some rest."
She said this to Song Chan and Song Qiong.
Song Chan stood up awkwardly, "Then..."
"What time is it? Why are you so lazy?"
Song Qiong interrupted Song Chan and glanced at Gu Chengze, "Usually at this time, I would boil a pot of hot water at home and wait for my dad to wash his feet."
"Yiyi, we were just talking about you with Uncle Minghui!"
Song Qiong took a few steps forward and reached out her hand to touch Song Yiyi's belly. "Uncle Minghui is still lamenting that you are not filial at all. After getting married, you don't care about your father's life or death."
After hearing this, everyone in the yard changed their expressions.
Song Qiong was completely unaware and continued to speak to herself: "Here, my dad gave you some sour apricots. Eating them can give birth to twins. Let me help you feel them..."
Before her hand touched Song Yiyi's belly, her knees hurt and she almost fell to her knees.
Cen Yue saw Song Qiong's actions and pulled Song Yiyi in time.
He took her into his arms.
Cen Yue doesn't often touch Song Yiyi's belly.
Except for the nightly application of oil.
He read in a book that excessive caressing would stimulate the smooth muscles of the uterus and increase the frequency of uterine contractions.
The fetus is also prone to rotating in the direction of stroking, and there is a risk of the umbilical cord wrapping around the neck.
That kick was given by Song Yiyi.
It seems that Song Qiong still hasn't learned his lesson.
"Joan, what's wrong with you?"
Song Qiong half bent over and took a breath, his brows furrowed in pain.
Song Yiyi looked at it coldly and said calmly, "It seems that our village clinic is not good enough. How come you, a nurse, don't even have any medical knowledge? Don't you know that you can't touch a pregnant woman's belly?"
"Uncle Chan, please take her to the hospital quickly. Qiong is worried and angry because she didn't wash your feet."
Song Qiong almost jumped up.
As soon as she looked up and met Gu Chengze's inquiring eyes, her expression immediately changed.
“Brother Gu!”
Song Qiong stamped her feet. "Look at Yiyi. She's been bullying me like this since we were little! When we get married, I'm going to be her sister-in-law. Why don't you just ignore her?"
As she spoke, she limped towards Gu Chengze.
Gu Chengze was so scared that he stepped back repeatedly.
Cai Mengjun couldn't bear to watch him anymore, "Song Chan, it's too late, go ahead."
Song Chan nodded awkwardly, "Then we'll go first. Sister-in-law, Qiong and Cheng..."
Faced with the stubborn father and daughter.
Cai Mengjun had something to say: "Don't talk nonsense, Cheng Ze is older than me, he always treats Song Qiong as the girl next door, there is no way they are together!"
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