After listening to Song Li's story of her "tragic" life, Wang Chunhua said with red eyes, "So, you ran away from home because you couldn't stand being bullied by your stepmother?"
She said that this girl looked like a city mayor, and that the aura...the temperament of her was different from that of the country people.
It turns out that he is really the chief of the city. He is so pitiful!
Song Li sniffed and nodded slightly, "Ever since my stepmother came into the family, I've been living a miserable life with both a stepmother and a stepfather." This was half true and half false.
In the second year after Song Li's mother passed away, Song Li's father married a new wife, saying that Song Li was too old and needed someone to take care of her.
In the first few years, when Song Li's half-brother was not born, her stepmother did take good care of her. But when her brother was born, her stepmother put all her thoughts on her own son.
Song Li understood her and never blamed her. After all, she was not her biological mother, and it was already the most she could do to take care of her for several years.
But as his younger brother grew older, his stepmother's sexual manipulation began to continue. Song Li knew the reason why she did this was nothing more than for that little bit of property.
Song Li wisely moved out of the house.
Song Li's father changed his previous style of being a hands-off shopkeeper. Perhaps out of guilt for being indifferent to his daughter over the years, he began to think of ways to compensate Song Li.
The house and car were all bought for Song Li, and even the company shares were given to Song Li in advance.
Her stepmother had looked for her several times, trying to persuade her to go home, but her purpose was not just for the shares in Song Li's hands.
But before her stepmother's goal was realized, she disappeared first. Now, the shares in her hands might go to her stepmother or her younger brother. After all, Song Jingcheng only had two children, her and Song Huai.
These are not what Song Li can care about at the moment. What she cares about is how to find a suitable new identity for her in this era.
The mother and daughter in front of her were obviously her only hope for a new identity.
Wang Chunhua looked at Song Li with sympathy, this girl also has a miserable life. She was afraid that asking too many questions would remind Song Li of the painful past, so she changed the subject and asked, "Why did you fall off the mountain?" The mountain was not low, and she was fine after falling from it. This girl also has a miserable life.
Song Li paused for a moment, and found an excuse that was not likely to go wrong, "After I left home, I originally planned to come to live with my distant aunt, who lives in a village under Yue Province.
I took the train to the county seat, and then asked someone to find out that my aunt's home was in the village. But when I got there, I found out that my aunt's family had moved away two years ago, and no one in the village knew where they moved to. "Song Li paused deliberately, and her mood became sad.
"I... I didn't know anyone here, so I thought about rushing to the town and finding a hotel... a guesthouse to stay in. But when I passed that mountain, my feet slipped and I fell down.
"I...I don't know where my backpack went. I...Auntie, what should I do?" Song Li said helplessly and started crying.
Wang Chunhua sympathized with Song Li's situation, but she couldn't help Song Li because she couldn't even save herself.
Seeing that time was getting later and later, Wang Chunhua was still thinking about Song Wenshan who was waiting for news at home. She was anxious to go home, but she couldn't bear to leave Song Li alone on the street.
After all, this girl is pitiful enough.
But she wanted to take Song Li home, and was afraid of being punished by Song Wenshan.
Zhong was still in pain from being kicked in the stomach by Song Wenshan.
Just when she was in a dilemma, Song Cheng beside her spoke up. He said, "Mom, let's take her home! It's so late, it's not safe to leave a lesbian here."
Wang Chunhua was a little embarrassed and hesitant, "Your dad...your dad is still angry. If I bring another stranger back, your dad..."
"Don't worry, Mom. I'll talk to Dad."
Song Chengli has his own plan, but he can't tell Wang Chunhua, he has to go home and discuss it with his father.
No matter what happens at home, Song Wenshan has the final say. Even if Wang Chunhua is told, she can't make up her mind.
With Song Cheng's intervention, Song Wenshan certainly wouldn't blame her for doing it on her own, and Wang Chunhua put it down after picking it up.
"Girl, then come home with us."
After the first step of the plan was implemented, Song Li breathed a sigh of relief. She quickly thanked them, "Thank you, Auntie, thank you Comrade Song. By the way, maybe we are actually relatives. My last name is Song, too. My name is Song Li."
"Your last name is Song too?" Song Cheng asked in surprise.
Song Li nodded, "Yes, my last name is Song, and I also think we are destined to be together." If we are destined to be together, who knows, we might even be a family in the future.
Song Cheng seemed to have thought of something, and a thoughtful look flashed across his eyes. He asked again, "How much do you have?"
"I am twenty-two years old."
Song Cheng seemed unable to believe it. He stared at Song Li's face for a few seconds before he stammered, "Look... look at you, you don't look like you're 22 years old." She looked younger than Song Zhi, and he thought she was about the same age as him.
Song Cheng's youthful restlessness instantly hit rock bottom.
She was twenty-two years old and he was less than ten years older. There was a seven or eight year age difference between them. Even if he didn't mind her age, his father would not agree to let him marry her.
Even if his father agreed, by the time he reached marriageable age, she would be old!
Songcheng instantly wilted like a tomato hit by frost.
No one knew about the two lesbians present at Songcheng 놅뀞思, and no one paid attention to them.
Who would have thought that a kid who was not even ten years old would have already messed up his marriage?
Wang Chunhua looked at Song Li's beautiful face and couldn't help but praise her, "After all, you grew up in the city. You look younger than us country people. If you hadn't told me, I would have thought you were seventeen or eighteen years old. You look much younger than my daughter, who is only two years older than you."
Song Li smiled and asked, "Auntie, do you have a concubine?"
When Song Zhi was mentioned, Wang Chunhua's smile immediately disappeared. She cursed with a look of hatred, "Don't mention that damn girl. It hurts my throat when I mention her."
Song Li was smart and didn't ask any more questions.
Song Cheng, who was standing aside, heard Song Zhi's words. He seemed to have thought of something, and his head, which had been drooping, immediately raised up.
Song Zhi? Song Li? They both ran away from home, both have the surname Song, and they appeared on the day when the Song family was in trouble. Doesn't this mean...
The chill in Song Cheng's eyes was instantly replaced by surprise.
She is not suitable for him in age, but there is someone who is suitable for her age!
Besides, didn't she say she wanted to repay them? It's okay if she doesn't have money, so she can repay them in another way!
"Mom, let's go home quickly!" He wanted to tell his dad the good news as soon as possible, and then discuss it carefully. After all, they didn't have much time left, and they had to deal with the lesbian in front of them before the Fu family came.
Song Cheng turned around and was about to go home.
Wang Chunhua looked at his anxious look and said with a smile, "Why are you in such a hurry? Comrade Song's leg is still injured."
After walking two steps, Song Cheng turned back and half-knelt in front of Song Li, "Sister Song Li, let me carry you." This call of "Sister Song Li" was particularly natural, with a hint of excitement in his voice.
Song Li didn't think much about it, she just felt that children of this generation paid attention to courtesy.
Wang Chunhua, who was standing aside, glanced at Song Cheng unexpectedly.
When did her son become so polite? Even to his biological sister Song Zhi, he would call her sister when he was in a good mood, and call her by her name when he was in a bad mood.
How can you call a lesbian whom you just met "sister"?
Is it because Comrade Song is good-looking?