The Rich and Powerful Marry: the Rebirth of the Ace

   Chapter 126 127: Mrs. Song found out the truth, 婳婳 is Yanyan!

  Song Jing nodded, "Well, I don't like it."

   Even if she doesn't like wasting food, she can't eat sweet-scented osmanthus.

   Osmanthus is the smell she hates.

  If you forcibly eat it, you will vomit directly.

  Old Mrs. Song looked at Song Yu, her face was still calm, but her heartbeat was getting faster and faster, "婳婳, do your parents like to eat sweet-scented osmanthus?"

  If Song Wei's parents don't like Osmanthus either, it can only mean that Song Wei's family has the same genes as the Song family.

   After all, their surname is Song.

   "I don't know." Song Jing shook her head slightly.

do not know?

   Mrs. Song immediately asked, "Have they ever eaten food related to osmanthus?"

   "I don't know." Song Jing still shook her head, and then explained: "I was adopted from the orphanage by my adoptive parents. Later, something happened, and my grandmother took me to the countryside and lived there for 18 years."

   Orphans.

   Hearing this sentence, Mrs. Song's heart tightened again.

  Song 婳 is actually an orphan.

   I don't like osmanthus.

   is an orphan.

  Is it

   That Song Jing was her granddaughter who had been missing for many years.

   Mrs. Song suppressed the excitement in her heart, and then asked, "婳婳, when were you adopted?"

  Song Jing shook her head slightly, "I don't know."

   "What about your birthday?"

   "August." Song Jing replied.

   Mrs. Song just remembered that Song Jing had asked the same question when she visited Song's house before.

  Song Yan is the birthday of the first month.

   Mrs. Song frowned slightly, and then asked, "婳婳, can I look at your left arm?"

   "Okay." Song Jing nodded slightly and pulled up her sleeves.

   No red birthmarks on fair skin.

   was replaced by a scar that looked startling.

  Scars?

   Mrs. Song looked at Song Jing's arm and was unable to speak for a long time.

  I thought Song Yan was Song Yan.

   Never thought about it.

   After a while, Mrs. Song let out a long sigh.

  Song Jing saw what Mrs. Song was thinking, smiled and comforted: "Grandma Song, I believe you will be able to find your granddaughter."

   "Yes." Mrs. Song nodded.

   After the words fell, the old lady Song asked again: "婳婳, how did the wound on your hand come from? It seems that the wound is very deep, it must have been very painful at the time, right?"

  Song Jing said in a shallow tone, "This scar has been around for as long as I can remember. I don't know exactly how it came about."

  It's normal for a child to be naughty and have scars on his body, so Mrs. Song didn't ask any further questions, and continued, "婳婳, have you ever thought about looking for your own family?"

  Song Jing looked as usual, raised her head and looked into the distance, after a moment, she said.

"I do not know either."

   After the words fell, she continued: "If I was abandoned by my parents, then there is no need to look for it."

  Song 婳 not only has the same name and surname as her, but also has similar experience with her.

   She was also an orphan in her previous life.

   She yearns for family affection, but at the same time, she is afraid of being defeated by reality.

  So, she never found her biological parents.

   "婳婳, you believe me, there are no parents in this world who will abandon their children." Mrs. Song grabbed Song Yu's hand, "I believe that your parents must also be looking for you."

   "Maybe." Song Yu said.

   Old Mrs. Song's eyes were a little red, "I haven't told you about my granddaughter, have I?"

   Having said this, Mrs. Song continued: "If you don't mind being too long-winded, I can tell you about it."

  Song Jing nodded slightly, "Grandma Song, I'm willing to listen."

   Mrs. Song took a deep breath and continued, "My granddaughter's name is Song Yan. Next to the female character, Yan Ran is smiling. I gave her this name, and I hope she will be happy."

   At that time, Mrs. Song hoped that her only granddaughter would live a peaceful and happy life. She never thought that fate would make such a big joke with her.

"When Yanyan was born, I was on official business in country M. The other party was a big drug lord. We followed him for more than half a year before we finally followed him to his lair and got all the evidence. I originally thought that I would go back and see when the task was completed. She didn't expect it."

   Having said this, Mrs. Song burst into tears.

"I didn't expect her to be stolen by human traffickers. She lost her for 18 years, and I read it for 18 years and searched for 18 years. In the years I just lost, I couldn't sleep all night, and I was in my dreams. find a child"

  Thinking of those things, Mrs. Song felt more and more uncomfortable.

   Over the years, she has never cried in front of outsiders.

   This is the first time.

  Song Wei felt very sad when she saw old lady Song like this. She took out a napkin and wiped away the tears on her face, "Grandma Song, trust me, you will definitely find Yanyan."

   "Well." Mrs. Song tried her best to calm herself down.

  I don't know why, the always strong old lady, when she saw Song Wei's face, she couldn't control her emotions, she hugged Song Wei and cried bitterly.

  Song Jing patted old lady Song on the back.

   "So, 婳婳, you must trust your parents, maybe they are looking for you somewhere."

   "Yes." Song Jing nodded slightly.

   After a long while, Mrs. Song's mood gradually stabilized, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, "I'm sorry 婳婳, I lost my temper in front of you."

   "It's okay, Grandma Song, I understand you."

Mrs. Song sighed softly, "Actually, I am not the only one who is sad, your uncle and aunt are even more sad. Especially your uncle, he looks like a normal person, but he has buried his thoughts in his heart. And your aunt is even more so because of it. depression."

   The pain of losing a loved one is something that those who have not experienced it cannot feel it at all.

  Many people would even say something understatement when they see such a situation.

   "It's okay, you still have three sons anyway."

   Every time she heard these words, Mrs. Song couldn't help but want to rush over and give her a slap.

   Mrs. Song told how she missed her granddaughter, and Song Wei just listened.

   She listened carefully, without the slightest impatience.

  Song Yan is very happy.

   Because she has so much love for her family.

  If the original owner's family received the same love, perhaps, she would not have an accident.

pity.

   There is no if in this world.

the other side.

  Su Shiyue was still in the monitoring room.

   He just sat there, staring at the screen for a moment.

   At this moment, Lin Zhi seemed to have suddenly discovered something, "Pause!"

  The assistant immediately pressed the pause button.

  Su Shiyue looked at Lin Zhi, "Did you find something?"

  Lin Zhi pointed at the monitoring screen and said, "Brother Shiyue, don't you think this person looks like the beautiful lady we just met at the observation deck, the one I took pictures of her and her grandma."

   Hearing this, Su Shiyue looked up.

  The picture freezes on the silhouette of a young girl.

   is wearing a blue dress.

  Although it is only a side view, it is still very eye-catching and beautiful.

   is Song Yu.

  Why is she everywhere?

  Su Shi Yue frowned slightly.

  Lin Zhi continued: "The big beauty has also come to throw out the garbage, and the garbage she throws out is relatively small. Brother Shiyue, maybe the person we are looking for is really her."

   Although this is just an assumption.

   But this assumption is likely to be true.

   "Should we check her?" Lin Zhi suggested.

   "No need." Su Shiyue refused directly.

  No one knows Song Jing better than him

  The reason why Song Jing came to Changming Island must be because of him.

   The only thing that made Su Shi Yue puzzled was why Song Ye had his itinerary.

   At this moment, a phone rang in the air.

  Su Shiyue picked up the phone.

   is a call from Mrs. Su.

   The doubts that plagued Su Shiyue's heart were instantly opened.

   must be the secret that Mrs. Su told Song Jing.

   Although Su Shiyue was very disgusted with old lady Su's plan, this person was his grandmother after all.

  If there is no old lady Su, there will be no him.

  Su Shiyue picked up Mrs. Su's call.

   "Hey, grandma."

   "Shiyue, have you been to Changming Island?"

   "It's here." Su Shiyue replied.

  The old lady Su asked with a smile, "Then do you have any romantic encounters?"

  Aventure?

   Yan Yu is referring to Song Yu?

  Su Shiyue's expression turned cold, "No."

   "No?" The old lady Su looked puzzled, "It shouldn't be, alright."

   Before the old lady Su finished speaking, Su Shiyue interrupted her directly, "Grandma, I have other things to deal with."

   Then, Su Shiyue hung up the phone directly.

  The old lady Su looked at the hung up phone with a depressed face, then looked at the fortune teller sitting in front of her, and said angrily: "Liar! My grandson said that there is no affair at all!"

  The fortune-teller with a long white beard frowned upon hearing this, "It shouldn't be. According to his horoscope, going to Changming Island from now on will definitely bring unexpected results."

   "Stop deceiving people here! Humph!" After speaking, Mrs. Su turned around and left.

   The fortune teller chased after him, "Old sister, please stay!"

   "What else do you want to say? Are you trying to cheat me of money?" Having said that, Mrs. Su held her pocket tightly.

   You can't let people cheat her out of money.

   The fortune teller handed Mrs. Su a pen, "Let me test your grandson's characters."

After   , he added: "It's free."

   Hearing that it was free, Mrs. Su took the pen, "What am I writing?"

   The fortune teller said: "Just write what you think in your heart."

   Mrs. Su narrowed her eyes, "Is it really free?"

"certainly."

   Mrs. Su took a pen and wrote a word on the red paper.

sky.

   Seeing this word, the fortune teller continued: "In ancient times, the emperor was compared to the emperor, so the word '天' is not suitable for the common people. Old sister, you say, what is the word for '天' without a horizontal line?"

   "Big." Mrs. Su said without hesitation.

Hearing this, the fortune-teller nodded, "Yes, the word 'heaven' is removed with a horizontal line to make 'big'. The ancients said that when the moon is full, it will lose money, and when the water is full, it will overflow. This shows that one should not be overconfident and arrogant. He is a very good person, but at the same time, he must understand a truth. There are people who are outside the world and there are heavens. Only by guarding against impatience can you meet the person who cherishes his life. Originally, today he has a peach blossom in his body, but it is a pity, because he Excessive self-confidence leads to missing this peach blossom."

   These words just spoke to the heart of Mrs. Su.

  Su Shi Yue is good at everything, but he is too arrogant.

   After finishing speaking, the fortune teller continued: "If he can't recognize himself in time, he will be arrogant and arrogant as always, and one day he will be planted in his own hands."

   "You're right," Madam Su looked at the fortune teller, and her tone was much gentler, "Do you have any solution?"

   Actually, Mrs. Song was also very anxious, and even persuaded Su Shiyue many times.

   But Su Shiyue just couldn't listen.

   The fortune teller shook his head, "No one can help with this kind of thing, he can only wake up on his own."

   Mrs. Su sighed, "Thank you, Mr. He."

   "Should be."

  Changming Island.

   Looking at Su Shiyue's hung up call, Lin Zhi asked curiously, "Did Grandma Su call?"

   "Well." Su Shiyue stuffed the phone back into his pocket, "Let's leave her alone, let's find someone else."

   "Don't look for it, I think it's her." Lin Zhi said, zooming in on the screen.

   The girl's hand also gradually enlarged.

   After zooming in ten times, she found that what she was holding was a paper ball.

  Lin Zhi continued: "Brother Shiyue, look, even the color of the paper **** is exactly the same."

   "How many colors can the paper ball have?" Su Shiyue asked rhetorically.

  Lin Zhidao: "Whoever stipulated that the paper **** are white, if it is a leaflet, it is colored. Moreover, so far, we have not seen a few throwing paper balls."

   "It's also possible that he threw the things away, someone else picked them up, put them in a big bag, and then threw them away together?" Su Shiyue asked.

  Lin Zhi frowned slightly, "I don't rule out this possibility, but Brother Shiyue, how did I find out that you seem to have any prejudice against this beautiful woman?"

   As long as it is about Song Yu.

   No matter what Lin Zhi said, Su Shiyue was always against it.

   "I don't want to waste time on meaningless people." Su Shiyue said.

  Lin Zhi squinted his eyes, feeling that this matter is not that simple.

  Su Shiyue continued: "You guessed it right, I know her."

   "Really know!" Lin Zhi seemed to smell the gossip and was very excited.

   "Yeah." Su Shiyue nodded.

   "What's the name of the beautiful lady?" Lin Zhi immediately asked.

  Su Shiyue looked at Lin Zhi and frowned slightly, then said, "She is the adopted daughter of the Song family, Song Wei."

  The adopted daughter of the Song family?

  Song 婳?

   Hearing these words, Lin Zhi seemed to think of something, and then said, "Is that Yu Tingzhi's fake fiancee?"

   "Yeah." Su Shiyue nodded.

  Lin Zhi touched his chin, squinted his eyes and said, "No wonder everyone says that the fake fiancee of the third child is good-looking. In this way, she is indeed pretty. At least she is prettier than Song Baoyi."

   "Beauty is beyond skin. How can she compare to Baoyi?" Su Shiyue's tone was full of disgust.

  Song Baoyi is at least a hundred times better than Song Jing.

  Lin Zhi continued: "I heard that the adopted daughter of the Song family was just picked up from the countryside, so it seems that there is no possibility that she is the person we are looking for."

  The conditions in the countryside are limited, and many people don’t even have a TV at home, let alone a computer.

   Obviously, that person should not be Song Jing.

   "However, there are no exceptions. What if Miss Song is a computer genius? Brother Shiyue, when did you learn to judge people by their appearance?" Lin Zhi asked with a smile.

   Computer geniuses are rare, but there are.

  The famous hacker H became famous at the age of thirteen.

pity.

  H has retired for many years.

   "There will be no exception." Su Shiyue said.

   It may be a miracle for others.

   But Song 婳.

  It is impossible to think with your toes.

   "Okay," Lin Zhi sighed, "Since you said it wasn't her, then let's watch the surveillance."

After    finished speaking, Lin Zhi pressed the play button.

   The surveillance video continued to play.

   After watching for a while, Lin Zhi smiled and said, "Brother Shiyue, if that person is really Miss Song, what would you do?"

   "Nonsense." Su Shiyue didn't even want to pay attention to Lin Zhi, and continued, "When will you be able to have a righteous behavior?"

  Lin Zhi shrugged, "Brother Shiyue, the layout is small."

After    finished speaking, Lin Zhi continued: "How about we make a bet? If Miss Song is the person we are looking for, how about you wear women's clothes?"

  Su Shiyue looked at Lin Zhi and said word by word, "Song Wei is not qualified to let me bet."

  Lin Zhi was a little speechless.

   "Brother Shiyue, it's not necessary! You hate her so much?" These are all life attacks.

   Is it really good to treat a girl like this?

   "How on earth did Miss Song offend you?" Lin Zhi asked curiously.

  Su Shi was too lazy to explain, and watched the video as if he didn't hear Lin Zhi's words.

   He didn't speak, so Lin Zhi naturally didn't need to make fun of himself.

  But the two of them watched for an afternoon and didn't see anything suspicious.

   Su Shi was more depressed.

  Lin Zhi continued: "If it really doesn't work, let's start with Zhao Zijun."

   After all, Zhao Zijun knew the great god.

  Su Shiyue pinched his temples.

   At present, there is only one way.

   After coming out of the dessert shop, Song Jing walked along the beach with Mrs. Song.

   The sun sets.

  The golden sunset covered the entire sea.

   Looking at it like this, the whole scene looks very spectacular.

   At this time, Mrs. Song's mood has recovered a lot, and she said with a smile: "婳婳, this is the first time I'm watching the sunset at the beach."

   "Me too." Song Yu said.

  Although she has lived in a fishing village since she was a child, she rarely has the opportunity to watch the sunset by the sea at such a close distance.

  The waves hit the feet again and again.

  Song Jing smiled and said, "The homestay we booked is right in front of us, why don't we go back and have a barbecue?"

   "Okay." Mrs. Song nodded and followed Song Jing's footsteps.

   The homestay is beautifully decorated.

   There are two floors in total.

   With a small garden downstairs.

   There are also two little rabbits in the garden.

  The owner of the BBQ tools is ready.

  Song Jing picked up the alcohol and matches, ready to light the charcoal.

   Mrs. Song took the matches and alcohol with a smile, "I'm good at this."

  When they were in the army, they would even drill wood to make fire.

   It's just a little bit of charcoal.

   lit the charcoal, and Mrs. Song thought of the instant noodles that Song Yu cooked, and continued, "婳婳, let you **** craftsmanship today."

   "Okay." Song Jing nodded.

   Mrs. Song's craftsmanship is good, and after a while, an attractive fragrance wafts in the air.

  The big chicken drumsticks are grilled and oily, and both sides are golden brown. At this time, sprinkle a little cumin and chili powder, and the little taste will come up with a scratch.

   Mrs. Song handed the roasted chicken legs to Song Yu, "婳婳, you can try it."

Song Hua took the chicken leg handed over by Mrs. Song. The crispy skin was covered with a layer of chili powder and cumin powder. It was spicy and fragrant. It was crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. They all want to swallow them together.

   "How does it taste?" Mrs. Song asked.

   "Excellent!" Song Jing gave a thumbs up, looking satisfied.

   Recognized by Song Yu, the old lady Song smiled, "婳婳, do you want to eat enoki mushrooms?"

   "Yes." Song Jing nodded slightly.

   One old and one young, one is responsible for baking, the other is responsible for eating, and they get along very harmoniously.

   It feels good to be recognized.

   Mrs. Song's mouth never closed, "婳婳 eat more, look at how thin you are."

   "Grandma Song, this rice cake is also good, you can try it." Song Wei handed the rice cake to Mrs. Song's mouth.

   Mrs. Song opened her mouth to take it.

  The rice cake is crunchy on the outside, soft and glutinous on the inside, and tastes very good.

   "And this mutton skewer." Song Jing picked up the drink again, "Grandma Song, are you thirsty?"

   Looking at the smiling girl, Mrs. Song smiled brightly.

   In my impression, she hasn't opened her heart like this for a long time.

if.

   It would be great if she was his granddaughter.

  Happy days are always short.

   The weekend is coming soon.

  Song 婳 is about to go back to the city, because she still has class on Monday.

   Mrs. Song is also preparing to return to the capital.

   Knowing that Song 婳 has no relatives here, Mrs. Song said, "婳婳, let's go to the capital during the winter vacation. Go to Grandma Song's house for the New Year. I have a lot of people, and the New Year is more lively."

   "Thank you, but I have other things to deal with during the winter vacation. I will go to the capital to find you when I have time."

   "Yeah." Mrs. Song nodded, "Then it's settled."

"it is good."

   Mrs. Song continued, "Next week is winter vacation, right?"

  Song Jing nodded slightly, "There are still five days of classes."

   "That's soon."

  The winter vacation is coming, and the Chinese New Year is not far away.

  Song 婳 sent Mrs. Song to the airport before leaving.

   The mood for the return trip is lost.

   Mrs. Song sat in the first class seat, her heart was in a mess.

   That feeling, as if something important was lost in Jiangcheng.

   She always thought that Song Yan was Song Yan.

  But there was no birthmark on Song Yu's arm.

   In getting along with Song Wei these days, she also regards Song Wei as her granddaughter more and more.

   Until she got off the plane, Mrs. Song was still in awe, and she didn't even see Zheng Mei who came to pick up the plane.

   Until, Zheng Mei stepped forward and stopped Mrs. Song, "Mom!"

  The old lady Song recovered her senses, "You're here."

   "Yes." Zheng Mei nodded.

   Didn't see Song Yiyan coming along, Mrs. Song was in a good mood and continued, "How do you know I'm coming back today?"

   "Today Monday, 婳 still has to go to school, I guess you must be back today."

   Mrs. Song nodded.

   "But I didn't guess it." Zheng Mei continued.

   "Who is that?" Mrs. Song asked.

   Zheng Mei smiled and looked to the other side.

  The old lady Song also raised her head curiously, and the smile in her eyes gradually disappeared.

   "Grandma." Song Yiyan came from not far away with flowers in her arms.

   Mrs. Song frowned slightly, looked at Zheng Mei and said, "Who asked you to pick up the plane! It's unnecessary!"

   Bring Song Yiyan here, it's better not to come.

   "Mom, you give Yiyan a chance, she suffered a lot of grievances in order to gain your approval." Zheng Mei said.

  Song Yiyan came over at this time, "Grandma, welcome back."

   Mrs. Song didn't take the flowers directly, but looked at Zheng Mei and said, "You can take it for me."

   "Okay." In order to ease the embarrassment, Zheng Mei immediately took the flowers from Song Yiyan's hand.

  Song Yiyan clearly felt that after a trip to Jiangcheng, Mrs. Song had changed a lot.

  Is it

   What did she find?

  Song Yiyan squinted her eyes without a trace.

   Return to Song Family Manor together.

   Zheng Mei asked the servant to arrange the flowers and send them to Mrs. Song's room.

   Hearing the words, Mrs. Song said, "No need, I'm allergic to pollen, so let's put it in the living room."

pollen allergy?

   is the flower giver, right?

  Song Yiyan's drooping eyes were full of loneliness.

   She did everything she had to do.

   She thinks she is no worse than a granddaughter.

  But Mrs. Song never regarded her as her granddaughter from beginning to end.

   In Mrs. Song's heart, she is not even an outsider.

  Old Mrs. Song can take a plane to see Song Ma, who is thousands of miles away.

  If she was in Jiangcheng, even if she died in Jiangcheng, Mrs. Song would not take a second look.

  Thinking of this, Song Yiyan's eyes were full of self-deprecating expressions, she didn't say anything, she turned and walked upstairs.

  Zheng Mei wanted to keep up with a few words of comfort, but she didn't know where to start.

The trouble should end it.

   The source of the problem was Mrs. Song, so she had to dispel Mrs. Song's misunderstanding of Song Yiyan.

"mom"

   Zheng Mei walked up to Mrs. Song. Before she could say anything, Mrs. Song said, "If it's about that girl, just shut up. I don't want to scold people today."

   Zheng Mei sighed softly, "Mom, actually I just wanted to say that you are so good to 婳婳, which means that you are not a hard-hearted person."

   Although Song 婳 has a good relationship with Mrs. Song, she is only a person who has not known each other for a long time.

   But Song Yiyan was grown up by Mrs. Song after all.

   This friendship is irreplaceable.

   "Can she compare with 婳婳?" Mrs. Song looked at Zheng Mei, "I said, I don't want to scold people today! You have to scold you, don't you?"

   Seeing such an old lady Song, Zheng Mei was very puzzled.

   She didn't understand why Mrs. Song would rather like an outsider than accept Song Yiyan.

   Could it be that, as Song Boyang said, what kind of scheming did Song Jing use?

   Thinking of this, Zheng Mei frowned slightly.

  But Song Yu looked at him, not like that kind of person.

   Zheng Mei thought while walking to the back garden.

   She plans to go to the garden to cool off.

"mom."

  Song Boyang came from behind.

   "What's wrong?" Zheng Mei turned back.

   Song Boyang continued: "You should know who Song Wei is now, right?"

   "What do you mean?" Zheng Mei frowned slightly.

   "You come with me."

   Zheng Mei curiously followed Song Boyang's footsteps.

  Song Boyang took her to Song Boyuan's studio.

   Zheng Mei said curiously, "Why did you bring me here?"

   Song Boyang didn't explain it, pushed open the door of the studio, pointed to the unfinished drawing on the drawing board and said, "Look at that."

   Zheng Mei looked around.

   Although the painting on the drawing board has not been completed, it can still be seen from the lines on the faces of the characters that these people are Mrs. Song and Song Jing.

   is titled "Grandparents".

  The faces of one old and one young are full of smiles, and they get along very harmoniously.

   But Song Yu is just an outsider.

   She is with Mrs. Song, who is the grandson of the family?

   "You should be able to tell who is on the painting, right?" Song Boyang asked.

   Zheng Mei did not speak.

  Song Boyang continued: "I don't know what method Song Yu used to make the second brother and grandma like her so much, but I know, if this painting is spread out, what will outsiders think of Yiyan?"

  Old Mrs. Song let her granddaughter dislike it, and went to have a good time with an outsider. Isn't this hitting Song Yiyan in the face?

If    spreads out, people outside will definitely misunderstand that Song Yiyan is not a qualified granddaughter.

   Hearing this, Zheng Mei's face was also a little unsightly.

   "Mom, if you still think that Yiyan is your daughter, stay away from Song Wei in the future. The lost daughter has already been lost, don't hurt another daughter's heart again."

The last sentence of    is very heartfelt.

   Zheng Mei almost suffocated.

Having said this, Song Boyang said again: "Some words, although ugly, you have to face the reality. Yanyan has been lost for 18 years, although we all want her to come back, but whether or not she can come back is actually a matter of fact. We all knew it in our hearts, but we just didn’t say it.”

   Instead of looking for a result without a result, it is better to let their family live together happily.

  Song Boyang has no real feelings for Song Yan, so he prefers Song Yiyan, the real sister, to the producer.

   Hearing these words, Zheng Mei was almost unsteady.

  Song Boyang stretched out his hand to support Zheng Mei, "Mom, I'll help you go back to your room to rest."

  Upstairs.

  Song Yiyan sat in front of the dressing table.

   "This bird's nest should be drunk while it's hot." Zhang Ma brought a bowl of bird's nest in front of her, "You don't have to live with your body for that kind of person."

  Song Yiyan was born malnourished and lived in an incubator for half a month.

   Therefore, Zhang Ma will bring a bowl of nutritional products from time to time. Only by doing this will she feel better.

  Song Yiyan is not in the mood to drink these things now, and then said: "I always feel that something is wrong with the old woman who came back this time. You stare at her for me, and remember to notify me as soon as there is any movement."

"OK."

   Song Yiyan's words, she naturally has to keep it in her heart.

   After the words fell, Song Yiyan continued: "You go out first."

   "Well." Zhang Ma nodded and came downstairs.

   Mrs. Song watched Kunqu Opera, but her mind was already drifting into the distance.

   This is an excerpt from Liaozhai.

   is about a scholar who cut off his own flesh to use as medicine to save his beloved.

  The opera babbled.

   It wasn't until the end of the scene that Mrs. Song turned off the TV and walked upstairs.

  Mother Zhang picked up a bowl of bird's nest and came to Mrs. Song's bedroom.

   The door inside was not closed.

   Before walking inside, she heard Mrs. Song's voice, she should be on the phone with a friend.

   "I met a child who looked a lot like Yanyan."

   "She doesn't like osmanthus either."

  “.”

   Hearing these words, Zhang Ma immediately stopped.

   From the words of Mrs. Song, it is not difficult for Zhang Ma to analyze that the person she was talking about was Song Jing.

   At this moment, Mrs. Song continued: "Only the date of birth and the birthmark don't match, you say, should I do a paternity test?"

Paternity Testing!

   Hearing this, Zhang Mama's heart trembled.

no.

   You can't let this old woman do a paternity test, in case Song Yan is really Song Yan.

   What about Song Yiyan?

no!

   She can't let Song Yiyan be threatened.

  Thinking of this, Ma Zhang hurried downstairs again.

   Half an hour later, Zhang Mama went upstairs again with nutritional supplements.

   That night.

   Mrs. Song suddenly woke up from her dream.

   Although she was sweating profusely, she looked surprised and happy.

   "It's 婳婳! It must be her!"

   She is going to Jiangcheng immediately.

   Mrs. Song had a dream. The dream was combined with the Kunqu opera. The scholar could cut the flesh and use it as a medicinal guide. Similarly, the trafficker could cut off the birthmark on Song Yan's wrist.

   Mrs. Song even forgot to change her pajamas, and hurried downstairs.

   Just as she was walking to the entrance of the stairs, she was suddenly caught in a flash before her eyes and rolled down the stairs just like that.

   bang bang bang!

   until you roll down to the last step.

   This sudden voice immediately attracted the attention of the servant.

  I thought it was an animal touching something, but I never thought that it was Mrs. Song who fell down from the upstairs.

   "Old lady!"

   "Go and call the madam and the eldest young master!"

   "Sister Li, go and call 120."

   The butler ordered the other servants in an orderly manner.

   Soon, Zheng Mei came down. Seeing the old lady Song like this, she was taken aback, "Mom!"

  Song Bochen had studied a little medicine, so he immediately avoided the injured position and helped old Mrs. Song, "Did you hit 120?"

  The housekeeper nodded, "I hit."

  Song Yiyan also ran over at this time, she clearly woke up from her sleep, her hair was dazzled, "What's wrong with grandma?"

   Zheng Mei looked up, "Your grandma fell down the stairs."

   Hearing this, Song Yiyan's eyes flashed an invisible ruthlessness, and she said with red eyes, "Isn't grandma serious?"

have to say.

  Mother Zhang did it so beautifully.

   As long as the old woman dies, she will have no other threats in the Song family.

   Falling from such a high staircase, the old lady will have to go half-life even if she doesn't die this time.

   Then, Song Boyuan and Song Boyang also went downstairs.

   Mrs. Song fell into a severe coma.

   Soon, 120 will arrive.

   Mrs. Song was carried to the ambulance.

   The rest of the Song family also got into the ambulance.

  The ambulance sounded its siren all the way, and within ten minutes, it arrived at the hospital, and Mrs. Song was pushed into the emergency room.

   Zheng Mei anxiously paced back and forth outside the operating room.

   At this moment, the surgery door opened, and a doctor in a white coat came out.

   Zheng Mei immediately stepped forward and asked anxiously, "Doctor, how is my mother?"

  The doctor helped her glasses, "After all, the old lady is old and many things are unpredictable. However, Mrs. Song, please rest assured, we will do our best to rescue the old lady."

   Little fairies, good morning duck~

   See you tomorrow~

   (end of this chapter)