The next day, before dawn, there was a knock on Song Li's door.
"Lili, are you awake?" Wang Chunhua stood at the door and knocked twice, calling softly.
After Song Li left last night, Song Wenshan explained why 깊 wanted to adopt Song Li as his adopted daughter.
Wang Chunhua didn't want to miss such a good marriage in the Fu family. Although she felt a little sorry that the good marriage did not fall on her own daughter, she was glad that Song Li saved their Song family at the critical moment.
On the spot, he patted his chest and promised Song Wenshan, "Boss, if you let me go, I will definitely treat Xiao Song as my own daughter in the future."
Song Wenshan was very satisfied with Wang Chunhua's awareness of current affairs, and he warned her not to talk nonsense. After all, his wife was someone who could not keep secrets, and she was very talkative and dared to say anything.
After beating her, he praised her again, deliberately giving Wang Chunhua the credit for saving Song Li.
After escaping a beating from her, getting praise from her husband, and solving the most difficult problem in her family, Wang Chunhua felt that all this was brought to her by Song Li. Last night she was still reluctant to have Song Li call her mom, but now she even called her by such an intimate nickname as "Li Li".
Song Li's sleep was never sound. The hard bed made her whole body achy. In addition, she had to be on guard against the Song family so she didn't dare to sleep properly. She tossed around in a half-asleep and half-awake state all night. Before Wang Chunhua knocked on the door, she opened her eyes when she heard footsteps at the door.
When she heard Wang Chunhua calling her "Lili", she was still a little confused. She remembered that last night Wang Chunhua was still very reluctant to spend more time with her, a cheap lady.
Is this... being taught by Song Wenshan?
"Mom, I'm awake." He responded towards the door.
"Creaky", the door was pushed open from the outside.
Song Li quickly reached out and pulled the bedside lamp cord, and the dim room instantly became bright. Song Li rubbed her eyes and turned over in bed.
Wang Chunhua had already walked towards her. She put the folded clothes in her hands on the bedside, looked at the ill-fitting clothes on Song Li, and said with a smile, "Zhizhi is not as tall as you, so her clothes are a little short for you. I washed your clothes for you last night, and they are dry now. You can change into them later."
After a pause, she said, "I'll mend your pants for you, too. I just don't know what material your pants are made of. I can't find the same fabric. Find a similar piece and mend it first."
Song Li had a bad feeling.
She took the pants from the bedside and opened them. The jeans with big holes at the knees had been patched up. I don't know what Wang Chunhua's aesthetic taste is. She found a piece of fabric with a white background and blue flowers...
Song Li looked at the mended pants in silence.
But she couldn't say anything, after all, Wang Chunhua was also in a good mood.
He pulled the corner of his mouth and said, "Thank you, Mom."
Wang Chunhua glanced at Song Li in a reproachful manner, "What is there to be thankful for between us mother and daughter?"
Song Li: "..." This silky smooth role-playing feels inexplicably familiar.
It's true that they are not the same family, so they go to the same door!
Wang Chunhua patted her shoulder and said with a smile, "Hurry up and get up. Your father and your brother will hold your legs and take you to the county hospital for a checkup. They will also register your household registration."
Song Li was stunned and asked uncertainly, "Do you want to take me to the county hospital to check my legs?" Can they be so good? She didn't believe it!
Wang Chunhua smiled and said, "Girls' legs should not be left with scars. After all, the doctors in the village are not as professional as the doctors in the county. Let's go to the hospital for a checkup, and your father and I will be relieved."
Song Li expressed her doubts about their motives.
But it also fits in with my own plan.
She had originally planned to go to the hospital to have her leg checked.
No matter what their intentions were, since they took the initiative to bring it up, Song Li planned to go along with their wishes.
"Thank you, Mom and Dad. I'll get up now." Song Li lifted the quilt and prepared to get out of bed.
Seeing this, Wang Chunhua quickly held onto Song Li's arm, muttering, "Your leg is still injured, go slower."
Song Li smiled, "It's okay." After a night's rest, the wound on her leg had scabbed over. She didn't feel any pain even without exerting any effort. She could also exert force in her leg, and at least she didn't need support to walk.
Wang Chunhua helped Song Li walk to a table nearby and sat down. "Take your time to clean up. Mom will get you some water to wash your face."
Song Li wanted to thank him out of habit, but then she remembered what Wang Chunhua said about them being "mother and daughter" now and not needing to be polite, so she had to swallow the words of thanks and nodded with a smile.
As soon as Wang Chunhua left, Song Li picked up the comb on the table and started combing her hair.
Her hair was shoulder-length and of great quality, black and shiny. She had originally wanted to tie it into a high ponytail, but ended up tying it into two braids.
Now that she is in her eighties, she should adapt to local customs, so as not to cause unnecessary suspicion due to some unconventional outfits.
Song Li had just finished combing her hair when Song Cheng came in with water for washing her face. He explained, "Mom is cooking."
Song Li nodded, thinking that she should brush her teeth before washing her face, she asked, "Brother Song Cheng, do you have any extra toothbrushes at home?"
Song Cheng shook his head, "No."
After a pause, he said, "Why don't you rinse your mouth with water first and buy some when you get to town?"
It can only be like this.
"All right."
Song Cheng turned around and went out to pour mouthwash for Song Li.
When Song Li finished washing up and went away, Wang Chunhua's breakfast was ready and Song Wenshan was already sitting at the dining table.
Seeing Song Li coming into the house, he waved to her with a smile, "Li Li, come and have dinner."
The tone was so natural, as if he was talking to his own daughter.
Song Li walked over and sat down, greeting him politely, and Song Wenshan was so happy that his mouth corners almost stretched to his ears.
He seemed very satisfied with Song Li, this cheap lady, and he kept saying nice things to her as if they were free.
He praised Song Li for her politeness, her sensibleness, and even her good looks.
This made Song Li even more suspicious of his purpose.
Song Li suppressed her doubts and planned to find a chance to ask Song Cheng about it after dinner.
Breakfast was as simple as last night's dinner.
Sweet potato porridge, black bread, and a small dish of salted vegetables.
The sweet potato porridge was cooked very well and was very thick. Song Li drank a large bowl of it. As for the black bread, she only ate a small piece with salted vegetables.
After dinner, Song Wenshan stood up and said to Song Li and Song Cheng, "You two should wait for me at home for a while. I'm going to borrow a bullock cart."
Song Wenshan was away, and Wang Chunhua was busy cleaning up the dishes in the kitchen. Song Li finally found her chance.
Song Cheng came out of the main room with a backpack that was bulging with stuff. Song Li made small talk, "Brother Song Cheng, what's in your bag?"
Song Cheng tapped his backpack lightly, looking mysterious, "There are treasures in here."
Song Li calmly glanced at Song Cheng's backpack and asked curiously, "What treasure?"
Song Cheng chuckled, "The things in here will determine whether Sister Song Li can be included in our Song family's household registration book."
Song Li pursed her lips, wanting to blow Song Cheng's head off.
It's a pity that this boy doesn't tell stories. They are so special and will whet your appetite.
"Since you don't want to talk, I won't ask." Song Li looked away, looking uninterested.
Song Cheng was a little dumbfounded. How could this be different from what he expected? He looked at Song Li cautiously and whispered, "Sister Song Li, you are not angry, right?"
Song Li said calmly, "Why should I be angry?" She said she was not angry, but the expression on her face did not show that she was not angry.
Song Cheng couldn't help but feel a little regretful, regretting that he shouldn't have been so talkative in front of Song Li.
He quickly said, "The bag contains tea leaves. Dad plans to give it as a gift to the leader of the police station."
If Song Li wants to register her household registration, she must first use her connections. Last night, Song Wenshan went to all the neighbors in the village who had good relationships with him. After the whole process, he borrowed a total of 50 yuan.
Fifty yuan was needed not only to get Song Li a household registration, but also to take Song Li to the county hospital to see a doctor for her leg. Song Wenshan was afraid that the money was not enough, so he had to reluctantly take the tea that Wo had bought for his in-laws.
Song Li: "..." Just a bag of tea, what's so precious about it?!
What Song Li didn't know was that a pound of tea in the 1980s was not cheap. In order to leave a good impression on his in-laws, Song Wenshan specially bought the best and most expensive tea. The pound of tea in Song Cheng's bag was worth more than 20 yuan.