Chapter 113 Waiting for You to Get Old
The news of Song Jinglin's return spread throughout the village early in the morning.
But Song Jingchun, who was standing behind the courtyard gate, never showed up.
Seeing his old father's unhappy expression, Song Jinglin went next door to call his eldest brother to come for lunch.
As a young child, he should have taken some action, but Song Jingchun's deaf-mute attitude was something he thought was worth pondering.
Boss Song saw the person at the door, stood up and smiled: "Jinglin is back."
Song Jinglin frowned slightly and said with a smile: "Brother is at home. I thought he went out. Come over for dinner later."
Boss Song shook his head: "I won't go. Dad hates your sister-in-law for always wiping tears. Sigh, your sister-in-law is just suffering..."
Tian Cuixiang didn't come out and no sound was heard. I don't know if she was not at home or didn't want to show up.
Song Jinglin didn't respond to this. He had put a handful of sugar candies in his pocket when he left home, and now he took them out and shared them with his two nieces.
Song Jingchun stretched out his hand to block them: "Why give it to them? Two little girls, you are blind to this thing."
Song Jinglin frowned: "Brother, what are you talking about?"
Boss Song quickly changed his tone: "It's nothing, nothing, you two thank your uncle, take it and eat it."
The two girls shouted in unison: "Thank you, Second Uncle."
Song Jinglin walked straight out of Boss Song's yard without relaxing his frown.
It was obvious that his elder brother was dissatisfied with him, or rather, dissatisfied with his wife.
Just now when Song Jingchun didn't let the two children take the candy, the expressions of his two nieces didn't seem scared, which proved that Song Jingchun didn't suffer much at home. In previous years, when he gave food to the children, Song Jingchun didn't stop him from giving it to the girls, which shows that Song Jingchun didn't dislike his daughters very much.
That's what I told him.
Since the other person said he couldn't come, there was no need for him to force him.
He went back to the main hall and told Song's father what they had said.
Father Song sighed. The eldest son was normal at the beginning, but his mind became increasingly unclear because of his wife's troubles.
Song Jinglin moved the bench forward. "Dad, I'm not trying to defend my wife. Qingqing can't be blamed for that matter anyway. Besides, my father-in-law saved that kid's life back then. Even if he paid a penalty, how much more money can buy back a life? I dare say that anyone who takes 200 yuan to buy someone else's life will be slapped in the face. And let's talk about this matter. It's obviously nothing to do with my wife. Why do they want to put the blame on Qingqing? Isn't it because she married me, the daughter-in-law of our Song family, and they think they can control her?"
Song's father opened his mouth and said, "Actually, the eldest son isn't that kind of bad-hearted kid..."
"Dad, my eldest brother is already forty years old, but he's still a child?"
Father Song lowered his head and said, "Brothers, we are connected by bones. Second brother, your eldest brother is just not feeling well."
Song Jinglin nodded. "Well, if he's not happy, I'm not happy either. We should avoid each other in the future. I'm worried that my wife will be bullied by my eldest brother and his wife when she's home alone."
Song's mother had been listening in the corner for a long time. She couldn't help but say at this point: "Second son, you have no conscience. You have alienated your elder brother, parents and even your own wife for a woman. How can you not have a wife? Ah..." She had more to say, but was interrupted by Song's father who pinched her leg.
Song Jinglin rubbed his temples. He could still communicate with his father, but forget about his mother.
"Dad, from now on, filial piety is the son's responsibility. After all, my mother doesn't think my daughter-in-law is a relative. What my mother said makes sense. If my daughter-in-law doesn't want me anymore, there's no need to bother my parents. She won't come home anymore."
Song Jinglin followed his mother's wishes and sent his wife away. When he returned, he told his wife that she didn't need to come here anymore.
Song's mother became even angrier, but the old man was squeezing her hand so hard that it hurt.
Song's father wanted to say a few words to ease the situation, but Song Jinglin smiled and left a few words wishing the old couple good health: "Dad, I won't eat. I see my mother is not in a good mood today. I will come again before I leave."
Seeing his son stand up to leave, Father Song nodded and said, "Okay, it's rare for you two to see each other. Take your time on the way back and don't worry about home."
After watching his second son leave the hospital, Song's father's suppressed emotions finally burst out: "Is there something wrong with your brain? Do you want to live at the mercy of the eldest son's wife when you are old? It's been more than ten years, and you can't see through her character? Don't you know whether the eldest son and his wife can be relied on? Day by day, you can't figure out something. I wonder who you can rely on when you are old and bedridden?"
Actually, he didn't care, she was just an old woman.
Can the real support for old age be provided by the son? Or the daughter-in-law?
Song's mother curled her lips. She didn't dare to lean on him. When she couldn't move, she would find a rope to hang around her neck.
Song Jinglin felt nothing in his heart. He might have had the same expectations for his parents as he did ten years ago.
In fact, two or three years after joining the army, he no longer had such unrealistic ideas.
Just like in his father's mouth, he will always be the second child, not the eldest son.
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