On the living room sofa—

At this moment, Song Zhichao was lying on the sofa. Hearing that his sister Song Yuqing was back so late, and before he could drink, he was so angry that he got up and rushed to the door and scolded: "I haven't slept yet, come here!"

Song Zhichao suddenly said this and made Song Yuqing, who was secretly preparing to get back into the house.

When the third sister-in-law heard the sound, she quickly turned on the light.

As soon as the light lit up, Song Zhichao saw Song Yuqing more clearly.

Song Yuqing was wearing a very expensive white saomie princess dress, a women's top hat on her head, a new red Chanel brand-name bag on her left hand, and crystal high heels under her feet.

Looking at her face, she was wearing heavy makeup, purple eyeshadow, and long fake eyelashes, which made her originally pure and tender face look inconsistent.

Seeing this, Song Zhichao was so angry that he became even more angry. He pointed at Song Yuqing and scolded: "Look at what he looks like, he is neither a human nor a ghost, where are he fooling around?"

Song Yuqing was originally very afraid of her brother, but this time Song Zhichao scolded her a little too much. In addition, Song Zhichao was drunk all over, so she obviously drank too much. Song Yuqing said back: "Why do you care about me so much? My parents didn't care about me either!"

"You--" Song Zhichao pointed at her, not knowing what to say.

"What are you? You should take care of yourself and see that you are drunk. You have drunk a lot of wine... Why, you are allowed to spend money outside, but you are not allowed to play outside?"

Song Zhichao: “…”

If it were normal, Song Zhichao would have solved this problem calmly, but now he is drunk, and Song Yuqing and him are confronted with tit-for-tat, Song Zhichao could no longer bear it and went straight to slap it and was about to hit it.

"A Chao, what are you doing!" But my parents arrived in time.

It turned out that Song Zhichao and Song Yuqing had a quarrel so hard that the old couple woke up, so they hurried down to put out the fire.

Unexpectedly, as soon as I got off the upstairs, I saw Song Zhichao slap...

Although Song Zhichao was drunk, he didn't really plan to hit his sister Song Yuqing. He still felt sorry for his sister in his heart and raised his slap to scare her.

Now that his parents appear, it is even more impossible for him to fight.

When Song Yuqing saw her parents coming, she was even more fearless. She turned her face over and said to Song Zhichao: "Why do you want to hit me? Then hit me! I'm not afraid of you!"

Song Zhichao: "Unreasonable!"

"What does it mean to me make trouble? It's clear that you want to hit someone."

"If you were like Du Chunmei, how could I do this!"

"Oh, I mentioned Du Chunmei again... Is she your sister or I your sister? And, if you understand, just compare her with me. Why? I have my life, why do you always make me live like her?"

Song Zhichao: “…”

Unexpectedly, my sister Song Yuqing, was so sharp-tongued.

When Song Yuqing saw that her brother Song Zhichao didn't speak, she had to be unreasonable and said, "Also, although my parents and I came to Hong Kong to surrender to you, we may not necessarily listen to you in everything... I don't need to say it. My father and mother hate learning all kinds of etiquette... They are country people, but you insist on packaging them as gentlemen and ladies. How is this possible? I have worked hard to learn - you are arbitrary in everything and never consider our feelings."

Song Zhichao: “…”

Silently speaking - looking at his father Song Haiming and his mother Wang Jinfeng.

Song Haiming and Wang Jinfeng looked very embarrassed and dared not look into their son's eyes.

After a long time, Song Haiming was brave enough to say, "That... we don't like to learn those things very much... Cough cough, but if you ask us to learn, we will definitely study hard - uh, in short, it won't embarrass you."

"Yes, yes, your mom, I can use Western-style knives and forks now, and I also know that eating Western food should be accompanied by wine... Although I like to drink soda more..." Mom Wang Jinfeng cooperated with a smile.

Song Zhichao covered his face and rubbed his face with his palms.

The atmosphere was a little nervous.

Seeing this, my sister Song Yuqing inserted her waist, raised her face, and mocked Song Zhichao in a stressful tone and said, "Have you heard that you are so selfish and domineering! You care about us on the surface, but in fact, what you care about the most is yourself!"

"Yuqing, how could you say that to brother!" Song Haiming changed his face and scolded.

"Yes, why don't you go to bed quickly!" Wang Jinfeng also scolded her daughter.

Song Yuqing snorted coldly, pouted and did not move.

Wang Jinfeng stepped forward and beat her daughter, "Why don't you even listen to me? My brother does this for your own good! Let you learn more and save the general manager outside!"

"Yes, look at what you are now, and you are learning to put on such heavy makeup... If you don't study hard, even if your brother doesn't care about you, I will break your legs!" said Dad Song Haiming.

When Song Yuqing saw her parents talking to Song Zhichao, she went crazy, "I'm so annoyed! I hate this family!" She ran upstairs.

Behind, Song Haiming and Wang Jinfeng looked at their daughter's back and then at their son Song Zhichao, looking helpless.

Song Zhichao used his hand to clean his hair, combed his hair back, forced a little smile, and said to the two elders: "Maybe, I really did something wrong... It's getting late, you guys can go and rest."

Song Haiming looked at his son and his wife.

Wang Jinfeng pulled him and said with a smirk: "Listen to Achao, let's go to bed-they're not quarreling once or twice, and they will make up again tomorrow..."

The old couple pulled each other upstairs, leaving Song Zhichao alone downstairs to reflect on whether he had really done something wrong or did it too much in some places.

...

The next morning—

Song Zhichao woke up very early, rubbed his forehead, and remembered what happened last night.

He got up, washed up briefly, went down to the living room, and saw his third sister-in-law preparing breakfast.

My parents were habitually not at home. After doing exercise early in the morning, they went to Longfeng Teahouse for breakfast.

Song Zhichao looked at the huge restaurant alone, feeling deserted.

"Where is the lady? Are you leaving or not getting up?" Song Zhichao asked while eating the lean egg porridge.

The third sister-in-law said: "Today is the weekend. She hasn't gone to school and is still upstairs."

Song Zhichao said "um" and slaughtered a few bites of food. Because he had a hangover last night, he didn't have a good appetite. After a simple meal, he asked his third sister-in-law to clean up the food.

Go upstairs again.

At the entrance of the corridor on the second floor, Song Zhichao glanced at his sister Song Yuqing's room, wanted to turn around and leave, but finally walked over with his head and stretched out his hand to "dongdongdongdongdong", and knocked it three times.

There was no response inside.

Maybe her sister Song Yuqing is still angry with her.

Song Zhichao was patient and knocked again.

The door still hasn't opened.
Chapter completed!