Qin Yu is a big old man with a naturally loud voice, except when he is in front of Song Yuqian, his voice will be softer.
When did I see him speak in such a soft voice?
"Thank you so much, brother-in-law." Cheng Hanyan glanced at Qin Yu gratefully. Qin Yu waved his hand carelessly, drove the carriage and left with the injured He Yufang.
Cheng Hanyan took Song Yutong back home, and Old Man Song, Song's mother, and Song Yuqian all gathered around, wanting to find out what exactly happened.
In order to make it easier for them to talk, the adults had already driven the children into the house one by one.
At this moment, there were only a few adults in the entire kitchen.
Song Yutong briefly told what happened at that time, and Song's mother scolded He Yufang for being mentally ill and not a good person.
Song Yuqian was even more furious and wanted to go up and slap He Yufang with two big-eared melon seeds.
If you want to die, why bother taking innocent people with you?
"As long as you're fine, don't worry about what people in the village gossip about. But you have to talk to the village chief about this matter. Don't let that bitch ruin your reputation."
Song Yuqian looked at Wen Wen as the most reasonable person, and at this time, He Yufang was so angry that she started to say dirty words.
She yelled like a girl, her tone and attitude exactly the same as Qin Yu's.
"The village chief was present at the time. The village chief spoke to me, so don't worry." Song Yutong didn't want to see her relatives worried, so she explained.
Old Man Song smoked a cigarette, knocked on the table for the last time, and spoke with some sadness.
"Tomorrow I will go and talk to the village chief of your village. I can't let you lose your reputation. The people in this village can drown you with every drop of spit."
Old man Song looked very worried, thinking about Song Yutong with all his heart and eyes.
Song Yutong's heart felt warm and indescribably moved.
This is the meaning of family existence. No matter how much hardship you endure outside, how many sins you suffer, and how many grievances you experience, your family will always support you behind your back.
"Okay, okay, hurry up and eat. You have just come back from outside, and you have encountered such a bad thing again. You must be tired and sleepy. After eating, go to bed early, and tomorrow will be over."
With a wave of her hand, Song's mother decided to put other things aside and fill up the temple of the five internal organs first. As long as she was full, nothing would be a problem.
After receiving the order to eat, the children ran out of the room one by one, and each one greeted Song Yutong.
Only Naituanzi stood far away from the crowd, looking at Song Yutong with red eyes.
He looked so pitiful that he had been abandoned by others, which made people feel heartbroken.
"Baby!" Song Yutong shouted softly, and Naituanzi burst into tears.
The whole person was like a cannonball, rushing directly into Song Yutong's arms, crying loudly, and crying fiercely.
"Mother, mother, I'm sorry, it's the baby who didn't protect you well."
Naituanzi opened her mouth twitchingly, and the words she spoke hit Song Yutong's heart word by word.
My heart was filled with sour emotions, making me want to cry inexplicably.
"Fool!" Song Yutong's throat was a little tighter, and she hugged the dumpling and kissed it.
She had heard before that a child's love for his mother was the purest, but now that she had seen it with her own eyes, she felt that this sentence was not adulterated.
"Aren't you afraid of mother?" Song Yutong was a little worried. There was no guarantee that seeing such a scene would not leave a psychological shadow on Naotuanzi.
Naituanzi hid in Song Yutong's arms and shook his head: "It's all that bad woman's fault. She wanted to harm my mother."
Naituanzi hugged Song Yutong and refused to let go. It was obvious that she was really frightened, seriously insecure and clingy.
When Qin Yu and Cheng Xiuwen came back, it was already the time when the moon was at its peak.
Song Yutong took the milk dumplings and went to bed. Song Yuqian and Song's mother were still waiting in the kitchen, warming themselves by the fire and chatting, waiting for Qin Yu and Cheng Xiuwen to come back and cook noodles for them.
There was a noise outside, Song Yuqian immediately opened the door of the house, and Qin Yu and Cheng Xiuwen walked in.
"Go to the kitchen to warm up the fire. I've got some noodles for you two to warm. Go and eat."
When Cheng Xiuwen heard that there was something to eat, he hurriedly ran towards the kitchen. Qin Yu directly held Song Yuqian's hand and asked with concern.
"It's freezing cold here, why didn't you come out without wearing a cloak?"
Qin Yu touched his wife's hand and led her inside. Those warm palms tightly wrapped Song Yuqian's slightly cool little hands.
In the kitchen, Song's mother was so sleepy that she began to doze off.
Hearing the sound of Cheng Xiuwen coming in, he immediately steeled himself, opened his eyes, sat up from the rocking chair covered with quilts, and took out the warm noodles from the pot.
"Xiu Wen is back. You must be hungry. Come on, eat some noodles. Grandma secretly simmered a roasted sweet potato for you. You can take it to the house to eat later. Your eldest brother-in-law doesn't have it."
Mother Song smiled lovingly and was extremely grateful to Cheng Xiuwen.
When something happened to Song Yutong, Cheng Xiuwen, a half-year-old child, hurriedly went to help, but he was also afraid that her eldest son-in-law would be plotted against him, so he took the initiative to follow and help to avoid suspicion for his eldest son-in-law.
Even the adults like them were not as thoughtful as the children at the moment when the incident happened.
No matter what the purpose was, Cheng Xiuwen still liked his grandmother Song Mu very much.
Among this group of children, Mother Song obviously favored him. Even Mother Song's favorite milk dumplings were ranked second to him.
Cheng Xiuwen felt that he would naturally treat the children of the Song family better, shouldering the responsibility of being an uncle and an elder.
"Grandma, it's so late, why don't you go and rest." Cheng Xiuwen followed Mother Song, obediently and obediently.
"You and your eldest brother-in-law haven't come back, and I can't feel at ease. Eat quickly. When you're full, grandma will go and rest."
Mother Song looked at Cheng Xiuwen with a smile. No matter how she looked at it, she felt that this child was born by Zhou Zheng. He had a gentle and gentle temperament and had the demeanor of everyone in the future.
"I know how to eat. Grandma, you go and have a rest first." Cheng Xiuwen said and stepped forward to help Mother Song. Mother Song knew that her child was filial and didn't want her to have any trouble, so she immediately granted his wish.
"Okay, okay, I'm going back to rest right now. The roasted sweet potatoes are in there. I'll take them out now and you can take them to the house to eat later."
As Mother Song spoke, she used the tongs to take out the roasted sweet potatoes, and then set them aside to cool.
Before going back to rest, he didn't forget to remind Cheng Xiuwen to remember to eat, and then he went back to his room to rest.
Cheng Xiuwen ate the hot noodles, with two of his favorite eggs nestled in them, feeling indescribably satisfied.
Such a life, ever since his parents died and the house and land were occupied by the Chenggui family, he never thought he could live such a good life again.