Chapter 1954: The ancient little widow in the rebirth text 3
It took two hours to ride the ox cart for dozens of miles, and Shu Ange's **** was almost turned into eight petals. When it was dark, he finally arrived in the village.
She thanked the old Liutou repeatedly, and then returned to Shu Ange and Song's house with an uneasy mood.
Every time he does a task, Shu Ange takes the original owner's relatives seriously.
Although she can't take Song Shi as her biological mother, at least she will do everything a daughter should do.
Song was a good woman, and she was very fond of the only blood left by her husband, and was treated harshly for this. This time, the father-in-law and mother-in-law sent Zhou Anle away to Chongxi, and she just fell ill.
It's a pity that the Zhou family was cold-blooded and ruthless, Song Shi was still ill and forcibly sent An Le to the sedan chair.
It was Song's sister-in-law who came to persuade her to keep Castle Peak so she wouldn't be afraid of running out of firewood. With a mother like her, An Le could have a mother anyway, so she came forward with gritted teeth.
Otherwise, it is estimated that within a few days of Zhou Anle's marriage, the Song family will have to die.
In the villages at dusk, most of the villagers shouted at their cubs to eat, and it was very lively with the dog barking one after another.
Shu Ange has been in the modern plane for a long time, and suddenly came to the village, which is still an ancient village thousands of years ago, and his eyes are full of unreal feeling.
The dilapidated thatched hut where the Song family lived, next to the big tile-roofed house of Zhou Laosan's house, with only one broken door.
Singer Shu An rested on the door and entered the door lightly, not wanting to disturb the family of the uncle next door to the original owner.
She is a little widow who was divorced. If Zhou Laosan and Liu Shi knew about it, they would be making a fuss to find her bad luck.
The room was quiet, half-blind, and no kerosene lamp was lit.
Memories are memories, really entered the dilapidated yard, looking at the crumbling thatched hut, Shu Ange's heart is still cold.
This kind of dilapidated house, I am afraid that the wind and rain will directly turn the bottom upside down. Zhou Anle and his wife lived in such a dilapidated house for more than ten years.
Shu Ange was afraid of his own strange strength, and accidentally pushed the house down, so he had to be careful and careful. He entered the threshold and shouted, "Mother, I'm back."
Song Shi was doing embroidery work with narrowed eyes in the weak light. Hearing her daughter's voice, she stood up abruptly and rolled over to the ground.
"Le'er, my poor Le'er, you are back, woohoo."
Song shi opened his mouth tremblingly, and sobbed as he spoke. The mother and daughter felt uncomfortable listening to the Song of Shuan, and the circles of their eyes turned red.
Seeing that Song hurried over and knocked over the stool, Shu Ange hurriedly stepped forward to comfort him: "Mother, wait a bit, my daughter will stay at home in the future."
Song shi stretched out her skinny hand, touched Shu Ange all over, and found that she was not injured or swollen, she hugged her in his arms and cried, "My poor son, our mothers and daughters. Why is life so hard?"
Her thin chin made Shu Ange's head hurt, but leaning against Song's warm arms, Shu Ange's heart was warm.
It's not easy to have someone who truly loves her. She will take care of Song Shi instead of Zhou Anle.
Cheng Liner is so amazing, and soon she will be reborn, so she really wants to turn the sky over.
If she really has a brain, she should think about it. Zhou Anle was taking good care of the general's wife, why would he have to live with an abandoned wife who was divorced.
Her so-called Lin Chongguang's deep-rooted love for herself is mostly out of imagination.
With Lin Zhongguang's character of emphasizing love and righteousness, he is really interested in her, how could he marry someone else.
Shu Ange's immature body is the soul of an adult. He was hugged by Song's chest like this, his face was hot, he struggled to move his face from Song's chest and said, "Mother, how are you doing at home, they have Did it bother you?"
The warm conversation was interrupted by Shu Ange's stomach rumbling. After she entered the mission plane, she didn't eat much.
Only then did Song shi come back to his senses, let go of Shu Ange's arm, and hurriedly ran towards the stove in the corner of the house, saying as he walked, "Silly boy, why did you come back with an empty stomach, I see there is still left in the pot I've got some dry biscuits, and you'll have some pads first."
The light in the house was getting dim, and the spider pulled a long line and hung down from the eaves of the door, swaying.
The smell of cooking food came from the next door, Shu Ange took a breath, and walked to the stove. There were only two palm-sized black noodles in the pot.
Mrs Song wiped her hands shyly, took out both cakes, and put them in Shu Ange and said, "Here, girl, eat first. Mommy will go to your uncle's house tomorrow and see if you can borrow some rice. I'm pitiful. Children, all mothers are incompetent."
There were only two cakes in the pot, and Shu Ange had sharp eyes. Weng, who was serving rice at home, had not covered it, and there was an empty grain of rice inside.
This kind of family situation can only be described as poor. Even mice are unwilling to patronize the place, which shows how poor.
Even so, the Song family took out the only food at home for her to eat.
Shu Ange handed one of the cakes in his hand to the Song family and said firmly: "Mother eat it too, otherwise I won't eat it."
With tears in her eyes, Song shi pushed and said, "Mother has already eaten it just now, you can eat the rest."
"Do not."
Shu Ange's attitude was very firm, Song Shi couldn't beat her, so she could only nibble the cake in her hand with tears in her eyes.
After eating the noodles, the Song family graciously remade the bed, and then took out another one to cover it.
It was already completely dark, she lit a kerosene lamp with very weak light, and trimmed her hair for Shu Ange, she couldn't see enough.
The kerosene lamp was blown flickering by the wind that came in through the cracks in the wall. Shu Ange untied the sparse and yellowed braids, washed his feet, and lay side by side with Song on the bed.
After her daughter was married, Song's heart seemed to be hollowed out, and when her daughter became a widow, her heart was about to be broken.
The only twelve-year-old daughter was going to stay with the third young master for the rest of her life at the He family. Tears streamed down Song shi thinking about it.
Now that her daughter can escape from the fire pit, Song wants to kowtow to all the gods and Buddhas in the sky, just for her daughter to be happy and safe in the future.
As for the upcoming sarcasm and ridicule, Song has also thought about it, her daughter is still young and cannot be a widow for the rest of her life.
Even if she gave her old face, she also wanted to let her uncle find a suitable marriage for her daughter in their village.
In order to save the lamp oil, Song blew the oil lamp after cleaning up and got into the bed.
Shu Ange and Song shi were head-to-head, talking intimately about what happened after they separated, and their cold feet were hugged into warm arms.
She gave a "Yeah" and hurriedly pulled out her foot: "Mother, I'm not cold, let's talk foot to foot for a while."
Song Shi couldn't help but hug Shu Ange's feet back into her arms, and said angrily, "Silly child, mother is not cold, I haven't hugged your feet for a long time, I miss you."
The two were murmuring and talking, until Shu Ange fell into a drowsy sleep before he stopped.