No good intentions
"Aunt" spoke first: "Lingling, you are here, come and sit with your mother..." Halfway through her words, she glanced at Song Xiaojuan and changed the subject.
"Sit next to your aunt. Did Lao Zhang send you here?" His attitude was ten times more affectionate than that towards Song Xiaojuan.
But the girl didn't seem to appreciate it. She just said "hmm" coldly and sat next to Xiao Hongying. Her eyes turned directly to Song Xiaojuan.
He looked her up and down, then turned away expressionlessly.
Xiao Hongjie pulled a tissue from the table and handed it to "Lingling." His brow furrowed slightly. "Wipe your sweat! Don't sit near the air conditioner. The wind is blowing through your pores. I've told you so many times. You're young and careless. You'll suffer when you get older."
Aunt: "Ask the waiter to turn off the air conditioner."
Xiao Hongjie nodded: "Okay, turn it off."
From beginning to end, no one thought of introducing Song Xiaojuan, and of course she didn't care.
They were talking animatedly over there, and Song Xiaojuan was just waiting for the food to be served.
"Are you hungry?" A clear voice stood out among the chatter.
The private room suddenly became quiet. Song Xiaojuan looked up and saw that several people were looking at her.
"You are talking to me?" Song Xiaojuan winked at the "fairy".
Xiao Hongjie seemed to have just realized it: "Oh, I haven't introduced you guys yet."
"I know, this is the...big sister from the countryside." Lingling looked at Song Xiaojuan with a condescending look.
Song Xiaojuan guessed that she actually wanted to say it was the poor relative in the countryside.
Song Xiaojuan didn't even stand up from her seat. She looked up at the other person and smiled: "Well, sit down." She looked like a leader inspecting work.
The atmosphere in the private room suddenly became quiet.
Xiao Hongying chuckled, breaking the awkwardness: "I told you to sit down, why are you still standing? Song...is the food enough? Do you want me to order a few more for you?"
Song Xiaojuan decided to play the role of "poor relative" and said, "Okay, then order two more. I'll pack them up later."
Xiao Hongjie's face was already very bad at this time. After hearing Song Xiaojuan's suggestion to pack up, his lips trembled: "Eat it first. If it's not enough, you can pack it up. After all, this is not Ling County."
"Big sister!" The one who called herself "uncle" immediately interrupted Xiao Hongjie: "Xiaojuan just came to Guangzhou. She might not understand much. Can you teach her slowly? I know you love your daughter very much."
The aunt kept winking at Xiao Hongjie, which Song Xiaojuan found interesting.
After having a full meal and watching enough shows, she leaned back in her chair and decided it was time to ask herself some questions.
"Actually, I really want to know how you can be sure that I'm the 'girl' you're looking for. Aren't you afraid that I might be an imposter?"
Xiao Hongying also imitated her and leaned back in her chair and laughed: "Why didn't you ask when you called me?"
Song Xiaojuan poured herself a glass of boiled water and took a sip as if it were a drink: "Because I want to see what my biological mother looks like." Because she wanted to see what these people were up to.
"Now that people have seen it, can you tell me how you found me?"
Xiao Hongying: "Do you remember the first time we met? We're related, right? I thought you looked like me then, so I asked Liu Qingyun about your situation, and we matched. I'm sorry, but I sent someone to your village to investigate, so it's confirmed."
Just as she expected: "Well, I've seen it, I've eaten it, can I leave now?" Song Xiaojuan looked at the people around her with big eyes.
Let’s go… We haven’t even discussed this serious matter yet, how can we leave!
The uncle coughed and winked at Xiao Hongjie.
Xiao Hongjie felt uncomfortable: "Why are you leaving right after arriving? Mom... I haven't talked to you enough yet."
This lie could be heard from eight hundred miles away. Song Xiaojuan glanced at the other person with a half-smile: "Oh, what else are you talking about?"
Xiao Hongying glanced at her sister and interrupted, "Xiaojuan has been busy lately. She should go back earlier. You and your daughter can talk anytime you want." After saying that, she handed Song Xiaojuan a red envelope: "Please accept this as a token of my appreciation."
Although Song Xiaojuan loves money, she earns it in a proper way. She is afraid that if she takes the money, things will get tricky later.
This mom is obviously much more complicated than that dad.
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There are few updates today, I will make up for what I owe tomorrow.
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