The Rich and Powerful Marry: the Rebirth of the Ace

Chapter 189: 178: Poor people must have something to hate (two more)

Chapter 189 178: Poor people must have something to hate (two more)

Song Jing nodded slightly, "If you say that, Ma Zhang has been working here for fifteen years."

"Yes." The housekeeper nodded. "When I took over the job of housekeeper here, Ma Zhang had been working with Mr. and Mrs. for three years."

Song Jing's expression remained unchanged, and then she asked, "How is Ma Zhang's family environment?"

"She has a husband, but he's not a good character. He's a bad gambler," the butler sighed. "Not only does he gamble, but he also likes to drink. As long as he drinks too much, he starts beating people. It's been a tough year, and I've been beaten all the time."

The servants in the family basically know about Zhang's situation.

is also very sympathetic to her experience.

I remember one time when Ma Zhang’s left half of her face was swollen, but she still insisted on coming to work.

Song Jing narrowed her eyes slightly, "Then why didn't she get a divorce?"

The housekeeper continued: "We also persuaded her to get a divorce, but Ma Zhang's thinking is relatively old, and people are very conservative, thinking that divorced women are not good women. Therefore, even if she was beaten to death, she never thought about it. I'm going to get a divorce."

At the end, the housekeeper sighed: "Mother Zhang is also a poor person!"

Pitiful?

Hearing this sentence, Song Jing's brows did not move.

poor person must have something mean.

She has an intuition.

Mother Zhang is definitely not just as pitiful as it sounds.

Song Jing looked at the housekeeper and continued, "Does Ma Zhang have children?"

"There was a child, but he died shortly after birth. I heard that later, the couple adopted a child, and now the child seems to be sixteen or seventeen years old. I don't know the specific situation, I just listened to them chatting. Talking about it in time, when Ma Zhang usually works, she doesn't talk a lot."

"Then, what do you think about Ma's character?" Song Wei asked.

"Mother Zhang's character is nothing to talk about. She never talks to others. She is also responsible for her work. She is very hardworking. After so many years, she has never asked for any leave. She has never quarreled with anyone." It can be heard that, The housekeeper's evaluation of Zhang's mother was very good.

Hearing this, Song Yu nodded, "Thank you, Grandpa Steward, for today's matter"

Before Song Jing finished speaking, the housekeeper smiled and said, "Don't worry, I promise not to tell anyone about this today. If it's all right, I'll leave first, Miss!"

After saying that, the butler turned around and walked out the door.

Looking at the butler's back, Song Jingqing's face had no special expression, but a pair of delicate peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly, forming the shape of a crescent moon.

ten minutes later.

Song Jing changed her clothes and came downstairs.

White T-shirt, light blue denim ripped trousers, and white sneakers, all of which are not big luxury brands.

can be worn on her body, but it is even more dazzling than the models on the T stage.

Youth is full of youth, good to see but not good.

Zhang's mother hadn't gotten off work. Seeing Song Jing, she smiled and said, "Miss, I just cooked bird's nest in the kitchen, and I'm about to serve it to you."

Her smile is very kind.

Since Song Hua returned to Song's house, Zhang's mother had a good attitude towards this eldest lady. Even when the other servants were a little bit out of Song Hua at the beginning, Zhang's mother still acted like a dummy, never overstepped, never behind her back. Say something bad about Song Hua.

Song 婳 is the same as usual, with a shallow tone, "I'm going out, so I won't drink the bird's nest."

She promised that Si Yue would go there for dinner at night, so naturally she could not break her promise,

"That's fine," Zhang Ma continued, "Miss, please pay attention to safety when you go out at night."

"Thank you Ma Zhang." Song Jing smiled lightly, her eyes gliding across Ma Zhang's wrist.

she noticed.

There are blue and purple bruises on Zhang's wrist. If she walks normally, she can't see it if it is covered by her sleeves. But at this time, she is holding bird's nest in her hand, and her sleeves are crawling to her elbows. If you look carefully, you can see to a little.

It seems that the butler is right.

This mother Zhang has many stories on her body.

Song Jing didn't say anything more, turned around and walked out the door.

Six o'clock in the evening.

The sky was still bright, but the sun was not so strong anymore. The setting sun penetrated through the clouds and coated the earth with a veil.

Song Jing was just about to sweep the shared bicycles on the roadside.

A voice came from the air.

"婳婳."

Song Jing turned to look.

I saw a black Volkswagen parked on the side of the road.

The door was opened, and the driver walked out with a wheelchair.

Man in a wheelchair.

Thin lips pursed slightly.

Although he was in a wheelchair, not only did he not have the decadence of a sick person, but he was full of momentum.

makes people shudder.

"Brother Yu."

Song Jing walked over and held his wrist naturally.

fine.

The condition is fairly stable.

"Don't worry," Yu Tingzhi raised his eyes slightly, "After your treatment, I have gotten much better. This is an incurable disease."

In the past, his leg disease attacked five or six times a month.

But now it only happens once or twice a month.

Compared to before, Yu Tingzhi was very satisfied.

right now.

A luxury car passed by the two of them.

A puff of dust kicked up.

Song Yiyan sat in the co-pilot and said in surprise, "It's my sister."

"Little sister?" Song Boyang frowned slightly.

"Yes," Song Yiyan continued, "It's my sister."

Speaking of this, Song Yiyan seemed to suddenly think of something, looked at Song Boyang and said, "The man in the wheelchair just now seems to be my sister's fiancé. Speaking of which, my sister is really affectionate enough. In other words, it might be I don't admit this engagement. After all, this engagement has nothing to do with my sister."

"However, although Yu Tingzhi's reputation is not good, he looks really good, little brother, have you seen him? He is more handsome than the star on TV! Shall we stop and say hello to Yu Tingzhi? relatives."

Song Yiyan's words seem to be praising Song Wei, but in fact it is implying that Song Wei is superficial, and in order to satisfy herself, she doesn't care about her family's face.

He doesn't even have the slightest sense of family honor. How can such a person be worthy of being the eldest miss of the Song family?

What is Yu Tingzhi?

A well-known trash, if you marry such a person, it will only bring shame to the family.

What's more, the Song family is the number one family in the capital.

relative?

Who wants to be relatives with a waste?

Hearing this, Song Boyang frowned slightly.

Song 婳 is so naive!

If it is Song Yiyan.

She certainly wouldn't do that.

The three brothers of the Song family are all business elites, who wants to have a waste brother-in-law?

Especially Song Boyang, a public figure!

Song Boyang continued: "It's just that the family dotes on her too much!"

If Song Yu is allowed to go on like this, something will happen sooner or later.

Song Yiyan smiled sweetly and said, "Little brother, don't say that, elder sister, she has never felt the warmth of her father's love and mother's love and the warmth of her family since she was a child. Now everyone pampers her a little more, and that's what it should be."

Song Boyang was even more reluctant to listen to this sentence.

It's not the family's fault that Song Yu was lost. Who in the Song family would like to watch Song Yu be lost?

After she was lost, the family members have been blaming themselves.

Song 婳 can't do whatever she wants at home just because she was lost.

This is the capital!

It's not their country, there are many people in the outside world who are watching every move of the Song family, all waiting to see the Song family's jokes!

After half an hour.

Song Jing and Yu Tingzhi came to Xinyuan Community.

Wang Damei cooked a large table of sumptuous meals, and pulled Song Wei and Yu Tingzhi to sit down in the first place, "Miss Song, Mr. Yu, sit down quickly."

Letting guests sit at the top of the table is the way of hospitality in Wang Damei’s hometown. Generally, only elders and distinguished guests can enjoy this treatment.

For Wang Damei, Song Yu and Yu Tingzhi are simply their reborn parents.

Wang Ermei was busy setting tableware, her face was full of smiles.

She hasn't laughed like this in a long time.

The two children are also busy around.

The room was full of laughter and laughter.

These days, Wang Damei always feels that it is very unreal. How did she come out of that **** on earth?

"Sister Si, where is Ayue?" Song Jing looked at Wang Damei and asked.

Si Yue has not been seen since she entered the door.

Wang Damei said: "It seems to be in the house."

At this moment, Si Yue walked out of the bathroom with a pale face, "婳婳, Mr. Yu."

"A Yue, are you alright?" Song Jing frowned slightly, "So ugly?"

"I'm fine." Before he could finish speaking, Si Yue felt nauseated in his stomach and went to the toilet to vomit.