books44 Chapter 311 Playing cards against common sense
Chapter 311 Playing cards against common sense
Song Wanxing was feeling smug; he hadn't expected that a trick that hadn't worked for years would still be effective in front of his mother...
"Slap!" Another slap. Time stood still. After a long while, "Mother, you hit me, you hit me too, I...I..." Song Wanxing covered his right cheek in disbelief.
"What? Cough cough... Didn't you bring your face closer so I could hit you? Your older brother hits the left side, I hit the right side, cough cough... It's a pity I'm not strong enough, it's not even asymmetrical. Or, I'll give you another one."
"You...you...are you still my mother? Ah! You're being unfair! I'm so angry...I..." Song Wanli stared blankly at Qian Shuzhen, wondering why everything was different.
Qian Shuzhen said calmly, "Yes, I've always been biased. You're only just realizing it now? It's just that now someone else is being biased. Cough cough... What are you going to do? Go back to your father and complain again? It's a pity that old senile man passed away early."
"Ah...ah...I...I don't want to live anymore. You all bully me. My wife is coveted by everyone. You...you don't care about her at home and you even hit me."
"Song Wanxing, do you want to look in the mirror? Cough cough... Do you think you're a shrew? Crying and making a scene, where did you learn that? Who's after your wife?"
Song Wanxing naturally dared not look in the mirror. He felt very wronged. He was bullied and wronged outside. When he finally got home, his nephew didn't recognize him and beat him up. He had nowhere to reason with him. Now his older brother and mother were also beating him.
"He, Song Wanli, has always had designs on Zhao Xiaojuan."
"Bullshit!" Qian Shuzhen couldn't help but swear.
"Exactly. Zhao Xiaojuan is young and beautiful. His own wife is mentally ill. He must have been eyeing her for a long time."
Qian Shuzhen had a splitting headache. "You're the one who's crazy! You bite everyone you see! Their relationship is completely innocent!"
Seeing Qian Shuzhen's fiery gaze, Song Wanxing shifted his suspicions: "That...that's Song Yanchu. I heard that he spent the New Year at my house, flirting with Zhao Xiaojuan, and that brat Yali is also very close to him."
"Who said that?"
"Well... someone saw it. It used to be Gao Haoran, but after Gao Haoran got married, it was replaced by that pretty boy Song Yanchu. How come he also has the surname Song? Someone saw Song Yali sitting with him on the edge of the field, chatting and laughing. She was practically calling him 'Dad.' Zhao Xiaojuan must have gone to find him." Song Wanxing really did ask around quite a bit. He was probably referring to the time Yali ran away.
"Really? If it really works out, that would be great!" Qian Shuzhen said with a look of regret, which provoked Gao Wanli. "Mother, whose mother are you anyway? How could you do this?"
"Sigh! Song Yanchu is so good. He's gentle and considerate, skilled in both literature and martial arts, rich and handsome. Every woman would like him! If he could be Yali and the others' father, I could die in peace." Qian Shuzhen, unusually, didn't cough and finished speaking in one breath.
"You...you're all crazy, crazy! That's my wife, my child, she's mine even in death..." Song Wanxing couldn't take it anymore and smashed things around the room, almost hitting Qian Shuzhen.
Song Wanli, who was outside the door, hurriedly came in to stop them. He had been listening for a long time and thought that his mother would still favor his younger brother. He didn't expect... He vented his resentment for his younger self, especially when his mother slapped Song Wanxing. He felt that the air had become sweeter.
Song Wanli shouted sternly, "Stop! Song Wanxing, stop! If you hit my mother, you'll be sorry!"
"Hahaha... You all despise me and hit me, I won't let you get away with this..." Song Wanxing shouted as he ran out.
"Mother, are you alright? Mother, please take your medicine first. Your health is the most important thing. Don't get angry." Song Wanli took the medicine from Yi Dani, who had followed her in.
"Good! Good!" Qian Shuzhen's eyes were filled with tears. They were all her sons, so why was there such a big difference?