Chapter 47 Song Yunting, do you dislike me?
Song Yunting glared at Shen Qingning fiercely, then turned and left.
Shen Qingning felt as if she was pricked by a poisonous sting. She actually saw disgust and resentment in Song Yunting's eyes.
"Song Yunting, what do you mean? Are you defending Qiao Yanxin? Do you care so much about that country girl?"
Shen Qingning chased after him and growled in a low voice, but still attracted a lot of curious looks.
Song Yunting said coldly: "Qing Ning, based on your family background, what qualifications do you have to look down on the working people?"
As he spoke, he deliberately glanced at Shen Qingning from head to toe.
The green plaid skirt that Shen Qingning was wearing was bought by him, and the lambskin shoes on her feet were also bought by him.
She spent the hard-earned money of his father, but called his father an old beggar!
How ironic!
These words were undoubtedly like slapping Shen Qingning in the face again and again. Her head made a buzzing sound, the blood instantly drained away, and her face turned pale in an instant.
"Song Yunting, do you dislike me for being poor?"
Song Yunting glanced at her coldly and said nothing.
Shen Qingning continued to ask, "Song Yunting, you are so good that you despise me for that country girl? I think you are jealous. The country girl would rather have an old beggar than you. You must be very hurt, right?"
Song Yunting suddenly flew into a rage, his cold eyes reddened, and he angrily said, "I'm warning you, don't keep calling me a country girl and an old beggar. Shen Qingning, don't irritate me!"
Shen Qingning had never seen such a vicious side of Song Yunting. She involuntarily took two steps back, her red lips tightly pursed into a line, and tears of grievance fell down.
But her tears could no longer soften Song Yunting's heart. He left Shen Qingning behind and walked away in big strides...
"Qiao Yanxin, Qiao Yanxin! It's all your fault! It's all your fault!"
Shen Qingning gnashed her teeth and roared in her heart, "Qiao Yanxin, I won't let you be proud for too long!"
After entering the state-owned restaurant, Song Yuanchao ordered a bowl of chicken soup noodles, a bowl of sweet meat, and two steamed buns.
The food was served quickly. Song Yuanchao pushed all the chicken soup noodles and sweet meat in front of Qiao Yanxin and said with a smile, "You must be starving after studying all afternoon. Eat quickly."
He grabbed a steamed bun and started eating it.
Qiao Yanxin knew that Song Yuanchao had always been frugal. If he hadn't brought her out to eat, he wouldn't have stepped into a state-owned restaurant once a year.
If she forced the臊子面 on Song Yuanchao, he would definitely not agree.
Qiao Yanxin asked the waiter to bring two empty bowls, and without saying anything, she picked out half a bowl of noodles for Song Yuanchao, and the sweet meat was also half for each of them.
"Uncle Song, I ate a lot at noon, so I'm not hungry now. Please eat something with me."
Song Yuanchao was not a shy person, he picked up the bowl of noodles and started eating.
Qiao Yan thought that Song Yuanchao was diagnosed with lung cancer two years later in his previous life, so he reminded him, "Uncle Song, do you feel uncomfortable anywhere?"
Song Yuanchao said with a smile: "Yanxin is sensible and knows how to care about Uncle Song.
When Uncle Song was young, he could kill two vicious wolves with his bare hands. Now he can’t do that anymore. He’s old and can only kill one. Hahahaha.
Don't worry, Uncle Song is in good health! ”
Qiao Yanxin realized that what he said was too obscure and could not attract Song Yuanchao's attention, so he said, "Uncle Song, one night I dreamed that you had a problem with your lungs, and it was quite serious.
I have been worried for a long time and I hope you can go to the hospital for a check-up. ”
Song Yuanchao said "Oh" and said, "Yan Xin, when did you have this dream?"
Qiao Yan thought to himself, "It was probably the night of my father's death. Uncle Song, do you think my father knew something and deliberately gave me this dream to remind you?"
Hearing Qiao Yanxin say this, Song Yuanchao also began to wonder in his heart. He nodded solemnly: "Okay, I'll take a leave tomorrow to go to the hospital to have a look."
After coming out of the restaurant, Song Yuanchao took out twenty yuan from his pocket and forced it into Qiao Yanxin's pocket.
Qiao Yanxin refused again and again: "Uncle Song, I have enough money to spend, and I also get four dollars in orphan subsidies every month..."
Song Yuanchao deliberately put on a stern face and said, "Yanxin, take it!
If you don’t take it, Uncle Song will really be angry! ”
As he said this, he forcibly stuffed the money into Qiao Yanxin's coat pocket and said, "Okay, go back and study quickly.
If you have any problems, come to Uncle Song’s house. If someone bullies you, come and tell Uncle Song and Uncle Song will stand up for you! ”
Qiao Yan's heart was filled with warmth and her eyes turned red. No matter in the past life or this life, Uncle Song had always loved her and treated her very well.
The financial power of the Song family was in Zhou Huifang's hands. The twenty yuan Uncle Song gave her must have been earned by him with great hard work.
Seeing Song Yuanchao covered in coal dust, it was not difficult to guess that the twenty yuan was earned by him delivering coal door to door...
Qiao Yan felt sad.
But because of Song Yunting, her gratitude towards Uncle Song became complicated again...
Qiao Yanxin: "Uncle Song, I'm going back, you should go back as well."
Song Yuanchao watched Qiao Yanxin leave with a smile. When he turned around, he found Song Yunting watching him not far away. He was about to shout, "Stinky boy..."
Song Yunting, however, left quickly with his schoolbag on his back.
After returning home, Song Yunting hurriedly ate two bowls of rice and sat on a small stool to paste paper boxes.
Song Yuanchao, Zhou Huifang, Song Xiaotao and Song Chun'e also sat in the room, concentrating on pasting paper boxes.
Song Yuanchao glared at Song Yunting and said, "If I were a wolf, would I eat you?
Why did you run away when you saw me? ”
Song Yunting said with a straight face: "Dad, don't go to our school unless you have something to do in the future."
"What? Do you think your dad has brought shame upon you? Have you grown wings and are you dissatisfied with your dad?"
Zhou Huifang also said: "This child, why do you still dislike your biological father? Do you want to recognize someone else as your father?"
Song Yunting remained silent and thought angrily: If he could choose his parents, he would at least choose Ji Jinliang as his father.
After a moment, he said, "Mom, are you sure Qiao Yanxin has moved to the Ji family?"
Zhou Huifang taunted, "Qiao Yanxin has no relatives in Yuncheng. If she doesn't live in the Ji family, where else can she live?"
"But I heard Qiao Yanxin chatting with other classmates yesterday, saying that she didn't live in Ji's house, and it seemed that she was living with a guy!"
"ah?"
Zhou Huifang's eyes widened, and then she looked gossipy again, "I was wondering why that damn girl wanted to move out all of a sudden?
It turns out there is a man outside!
At such a young age, you know how to hook up with men. Isn't this hooliganism? ”
Song Xiaotao and Song Chun'e were also full of excitement, their eyes shining as they asked, "Has Qiao Yanxin already been slept with by a man?
Mom, didn’t you say that it’s illegal for a woman to sleep with a man before getting married? Did Qiao Yanxin violate the hooligan law? ”
"Qiao Yanxin is so horny, she must have lost her virginity!"
Song Yuanchao slammed the table angrily and yelled, "Shut up!
One or two of them are just talking nonsense!
Yan Xin is not that kind of person at all! ”
He angrily smashed the half-baked paper box in his hand onto the table, put on his coat and walked out.
Zhou Huifang chased after him and yelled, "Where are you going? It's almost dark!"
"Go to Ji's house!"
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