Chapter 250 Sister's Legend
Old man Song learned from his son that his grandfather went to study at the Workers, Peasants and Soldiers University.
His eyes almost popped out of his head.
He never dreamed that his old man was so capable.
After coming to his senses, he gave up the idea of going with his son.
The grandson has gone to college with his grandparents. There is no point for him to go there and just stare at his grandparents?
An old man staying alone during the day?
Forget it, I can still stroll around the village and brag to my old friends.
"Yang's mother is a promising person. You guys over there, please don't make trouble."
Song Jinglin curled his lips slightly: "I know, Dad."
Song Jingchun didn't want to listen to his uncle showing off, so he bit his cheek and said, "Uncle, our dad will be alone from now on, and he will have to take care of us in our old age..."
"Dad, what do you think?" Song Jinglin didn't respond to his elder brother, but turned to ask Old Song.
Old Song thought they were talking about the money for filial piety, and after hesitating for a while, he said, "Now that your mother is gone, I, an old man, can't use that much."
Song Jinglin glanced at the boss, who obviously didn't have the same idea. After hearing this, he also shut his mouth.
Of course it would be better if you could give less.
Old Song thought for a moment and said, "But at my age, I can't do much work, and I still need to be given food, otherwise I won't have enough to eat by the end of the year."
Song Jingchun: ...
He didn't get any advantage, so let's just forget about it.
The topic went on for a while, but ended up coming to nothing.
Song Jinglin is not only in his thirties or fifties, he has been on more than one mission.
The main purpose is to gain a reputation and also to show filial piety.
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In order to travel back and forth in the village more conveniently, Song Jinglin borrowed a bicycle from the village accountant.
The family of three returned to Wuning just as it was getting dark.
Not only had Mrs. Zhou cleaned the house, but the fireplace was also heating up.
"Sister-in-law, thank you for your help."
Mrs. Zhou waved her hand and said, "Why are you being so polite to me? It's out of place. Come on, you three have been busy for a few days. Take a break. We can talk again when we have time."
"Okay, I'll go talk to my sister-in-law tomorrow." After seeing Sister Zhou off.
Liu Qingqing breathed a sigh of relief. She hadn't done much all day, but she felt exhausted.
Not only did she feel tired, Song Qiyang was also so sleepy that his eyelids were fighting and he kept yawning.
Song Jinglin boiled a pot of water, and the family quickly washed up and prepared to go to bed.
The quilts were all made of new cotton wool she had just bought.
It's just that it's not suitable to dry the quilt in the sun in the winter. After hanging it outside for a few days, it still feels a bit like it's been covered.
Liu Qingqing took out the sheets and quilt covers from the luggage bag and felt much warmer after spreading them on the bed.
The mother and daughter crawled into bed, laughed and played, and fell asleep before five o'clock.
Song Jinglin added more firewood and coal and went into the house.
Seeing the mother and daughter breathing evenly, he smiled gently.
The sad mood was relieved.
Although he didn't show anything today, he was in a heavy mood.
This heavy burden came not only from the discord at home, but also from the fact that he would no longer have a mother...
Even if his mother was not kind to him, he still relied on her when he was a child.
She shook off the memories of her childhood, changed her clothes, and lay down next to her son, putting her arms around them both.
The place in my heart is filled up.
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When I woke up in the morning, there was a thin layer of snow outside.
Because we decided to come back at the last minute, there was no insulating plastic sheeting on the windows, so we had to get up several times at night to restock the firewood.
But the advantage of glass without plastic sheeting is that it is very bright.
Song Yuyang was woken up by the shouting of children outside.
After he got up, he looked around at the unfamiliar environment and couldn't remember where he was.
"Mother!"
Liu Qingqing walked in from the main room: "Son, are you awake? Get up and eat."
Although she was fully prepared and brought food from far away, she felt it was weird, not to mention Song Jinglin.
For breakfast, Song Jinglin bought steamed buns from a state-owned restaurant.
Song Qiyang rubbed his eyes and put on his clothes obediently: "Mom, where's Dad?"
Liu Qingqing pointed out the window: "It's snowing, your dad is out sweeping the snow."
The white snow outside the window refracts the light in, making it dazzlingly white.
Song Qiyang excitedly quickened his pace: "I want to play in the snow."
Liu Qingqing never restricts her children, but it's better to take it slow when they first wake up.
"Eat first, then go play." Seeing that her son had started to wash his face, she opened the door and called Song Jinglin back.
Compared with the snow in Xi'an, the snow in Wuning is stickier and can be easily rolled into snowballs.
The snow in the alley had been shoveled into a pile by each family, and the children from all around gathered together to make a snowman.
Song Qiyang was a very outgoing person. He was not afraid of the group of children and rushed into the crowd with his short legs.
The sudden arrival of a child silenced the group of children for a moment.
A tall boy stretched out his arm to stop him: "Whose child are you?"
Song Yuyang looked up at the other person: "The child of the old Song family."
The tall boy scratched his head. He didn't know which family the Song family was. He had never heard of anyone with the surname Song in this alley.
Seeing their puzzled expressions, Song Qiyang added, "The child of the old Liu family."
A group of people still looked confused.
Only Zhou Xinfang from Zhou's wife's family spoke up: "It must be Aunt Liu's brother!"
The last time Aunt Liu came back, she saw this younger brother a few times, but she didn't have a deep impression of him.
When the tall boy heard this, he suddenly realized who the child was. His face changed and he quickly stepped back.
This is the little grandson of Aunt Lu. Although he has long forgotten the experience of being burned to tears, for a while he lived in the house across the street, he was always under the shadow of the house.
The adults in his family repeatedly told them not to mess with the two girls from the Liu family...
That was the family that caused his grandparents to fight and almost divorce.
Although he didn't know what divorce was, his father said that divorce meant splitting the family into two halves. He shook his head like a rattle, not wanting to be split in half.
Now, the Liu family has another little one.
He'd better stay away from me.
Song Qiyang was puzzled. How could his elder brother, who had just stretched out his arms and put his hands on his hips, suddenly slip away without making any mistake?
Maybe it's a martial arts competition?
Song Qiyang's eyes sparkled as he started chasing after the little grandson of the Lu family, and the thought of playing in the snow was completely forgotten.
Song Jinglin watched his son playing from a distance, and felt that his wife had great prestige in the area and could even intimidate the child.
Liu Qingqing: Although I am no longer in the martial arts world, I still have the name of Sister in it.
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