Chapter 379: Determined

Chapter 379: Determined

Chapter 379: Determined

 Song Shang came out of Qi's house and found that he really missed his wife at home.

As soon as he got home, he was told at the door: "Old lady, please come over."

I don’t know why, but I felt a little nervous, so I walked to the back hall in three steps at a time.

Mrs. Song was behind and said to the old lady beside her: "Please remember for me and let the old lady come to Beijing. She makes the best soup!"

He turned around and saw his son coming, and said loudly: "Shang'er, good news! Ruotong is pregnant!"

When Song Shang heard this, he felt at ease. Finally, he is going to have a baby again! "Mom, what did the doctor say?"

"It's agreed! If Tong is strong, she won't have any bad reactions. I'll let her rest in the room! The first three months are important, don't be careless."

“Son, let’s go and have a look.” Song Shang smiled and walked away in a hurry.

Mrs. Song looked at his back and said to the mother-in-law beside her: "When people reach a certain age, they value their offspring. Do you remember when Webster was pregnant? I told him, but he didn't react at all!"

The woman said: "Old lady, that's not all. Our fifth lady now is so painful!"

 He looked at Song Chihan with a smile on his face.

Mrs. Song was even more happy when she saw her son and granddaughter coming together: "Why did you two get together? What did you get?"

Song Chihan's eyes were a little condensed, and he said hesitantly: "My daughter wants her father to taste it first! When it's done well, she can give it to her grandmother. How about it becoming a blockbuster?"

“Haha, what do you know about a blockbuster?! That’s your grandmother. She’s the person closest to you. No matter how good the soup is, it doesn’t matter what you think! She must have been so happy when she saw it! Okay?”

Song Chihan looked at Song Shang with fixed eyes and actually smiled, "I heard the good news about my mother. Congratulations to my father."

 Song Shang raised his eyebrows and closed the account book.

 “Okay.” she replied.

“Okay! She’s a big girl all of a sudden. Daddy is very relieved.” He looked at the food box he was carrying. "Just in time, your grandmother said that she wants to bring the old lady from her hometown to Beijing. The old lady makes soup well, and when she comes, you can learn a few tricks from her. Let's do this... let's take the soup to the back and let your grandmother Let’s try it with daddy.”

“Mom, Hanhan made soup today and brought it to us two to try.”

Song Chihan came in, wearing an off-white skirt and white beads on her hair. The expression on his face clearly does not match his age.

 He is still giving her a chance!

 Song Chihan lowered his eyes...

"This is the soup my daughter made for the first time. Let dad taste it and see if there is anything that needs improvement. It just so happens that my mother is pregnant... maybe my daughter can take care of her mother for her father in the future."

Although Yao Ruotong is in the room, she is not lying down either. She is not so squeamish and is making clothes for Song Shang with her own hands!

 Seeing Song Shang come in, she blushed and smiled. The two chatted for a while, and Song Shang got up and went to the front, flipping through the account book to find a suitable gift for his pregnant wife.

 “Oh, you are really right.”

 “Hanhan.” Song Shang said with a warm smile on his face, “Why are you here?”

 “Hmm. Be good...what is this?”

Song Chihan was followed by a woman and a girl, carrying a snack box with a steaming small jar and two snacks on it. "

Song Shang nodded, "Then let's go."

Song Shang smiled secretly. After all, he was still a child. He thought he was mature and capable. But I didn’t expect that this look of pretending to be mature clearly stated: I am going to do something...

Suddenly, someone at the door said: "Sir, our eldest lady is here!"

Song Shang asked, but his body did not move.

"Oh, Han Bao'er can make soup? This is great!" Mrs. Song looked at Song Chihan tenderly, "Good baby, look, she really looks like a big sister. Wait until your mother gives birth to a younger brother. , sister, you can help grandma and take care of them!"

Just now, when her father said that she wanted to try this soup with her grandmother, Song Chihan was hesitant. After all, her grandmother had always been so kind to her. But now when she heard it, her heart immediately became as hard as iron.

 When I have a grandson, will I become a servant? The eldest sister has to take care of her younger siblings?

　　Bah! Why not make them beautiful?

She forced out a smile and said, "I listen to grandma!" She turned around and asked the girl to take out the snacks and put the jar on the small table.

Song Shang said: "There is such a jar! Bring more bowls!"

Mrs. Song is very particular about eating, so the house is well-prepared. The little girl brought over two more small bowls.

 Song Shang walked to the small table and prepared to ladle soup.

 “Father, daughter, come here!” Song Chihan hurriedly stepped forward.

 “Okay! Come on!”

Mrs. Song said: "Be careful when scalding, this kind of jar will stay hot for a long time!"

“Yes.” Song Chihan scooped up two bowls of soup and went to get a spoon.

Song Shang asked: "Why are there only two bowls? What about yours, Xiao Hanhan?"

"Daughter...this is for grandmother and father to taste, not for daughter." Song Chihan became a little nervous.

"Grandma and father are drinking, and you are watching? How can this make sense!" Song Shang didn't say much, filled a bowl himself, and placed it in front of Song Chihan.

Mrs. Song sat down at the small table and looked at it carefully: "Now that the color and aroma are complete, let's taste it again!"

Song Shang was also sitting at the small table, stirring the soup in front of him with a spoon. He raised his eyes and looked at his daughter: "Hanhan!? You drink too!"

Song Chihan said: "Of course my grandmother and father tasted it first..."

Mrs. Song complained, "How come you two are still giving in?" Song Chihan was a little anxious. She knew that the poison would take effect very quickly. It's best to let them both eat together, otherwise, if one makes a fuss, the other will know about it.

 They are both the heads of the house, and they have the pressure on themselves. So, she also held the bowl: "Dad, why don't you try it..." She held the spoon, as if she was about to drink it next moment, but all her attention was on the two people in front of her.

Mrs. Song scooped up a spoonful and was about to put it in her mouth.

Song Chihan stared at his grandmother...his heart was pounding.

At this moment, Song Shang finally gave up. He stretched out his hand and said, "Mother."

 “What’s wrong?” Mrs. Song was confused.

Song Shang looked at Song Chihan and asked, "Do you think the soup you cooked is suitable for her to eat?"

The blue blood vessels on Song Chihan's face seemed to be jumping. "Grandma, you can try it first. If you don't like it, just pay attention next time when your daughter makes it."

"That's it..." Song Shang took the bowl from his mother's hand.

Although he had already changed the poison, as long as he thought about Song Chihan's original intention, he couldn't bear to see his mother take it.

He didn’t even ask Wen Yu. In the last life, he and her were tortured to death in prison. What about his mother? How is your mother? Or maybe Wen Yu doesn’t know either.

How could the mother survive if she knew she was dead?

Song Shang waved his hand gently, "Take him down!"

 As soon as the door opened, a slender woman came in from the outside. "Miss, please!"

Song Chihan stared at Song Shang.

“Brother Shang, what’s going on?” Mrs. Song became serious.

Song Shang didn’t want his mother to know, but how could he hide such a thing?

“Do you want to tell your grandmother who loves you the most?”

“Father, what are you telling me?” Song Chi Hanning came up excitedly.

“Wei Zhikuan is still waiting for news from you? Did you have fun with that dirty old woman?”

  Got caught!

Song Chihan's eyes turned red and tears flowed down, but she still didn't speak.

Mrs. Song didn't understand what happened at all, "What's wrong? Brother Shang, don't scare me. What happened? Han Bao'er..."

Song Chihan scratched his neck and screamed: "Don't call me Han Bao'er! It's really disgusting! You clearly like your grandson, why are you pretending to love me?"

"Han Bao'er? What's wrong with you?" Mrs. Song was dumbfounded.

Song Shang said in a deep voice: "You hate me, I can understand how much you hate me. After all, it was me who made your mother leave. I am always busy with my own things and don't care enough about you. But your grandmother, after so many years, How does she treat you? Even if you do many things wrong, she never blames you! But this is your grandmother!"

Song Chihan had a look of resentment on his face: "She loves me?! If she loves me, she won't allow you to drive my mother away! My mother won't be burned to death!"

She turned to look at Mrs. Song again: "You love me? Do you love your eldest grandson? You actually made me learn how to make soup to serve him! Bah! What you think is beautiful, if my uncle hadn't urged me, I would have Let Yao Ruotong be born and then kill him in front of you!"

 “You!” Mrs. Song was almost frightened to death. "What's going on? Song Shang! Song Shang!" She gasped and reached out to Song Shang.

Song Shang walked over calmly, "Mother! Don't worry..."

 “Is she possessed by a ghost?” Mrs. Song pulled him tightly.

"No, she wanted to kill her son. Then with the help of Wei Zhikuan, she took over the Song family."

Mrs. Song was heartbroken, but calmed down. She had experienced too much... "It seems that the humanity of the Song family and the Wei family has been passed on to you."

He straightened up and looked at Song Chihan, "Your father has been carrying the death of your grandfather and uncle on his shoulders since he was a child. He doesn't care about money. And the Wei family forcibly married your mother for money. And It was because of Yinzi that they agreed to leave. From the beginning to the end, they only had Yinzi. And you cooperated with Wei Zhikuan? "

Song Chihan stared: "I don't care! I know they are not good! But you are not much better either!"

Mrs. Song shook her head, "I, I don't want to talk to her anymore!"

 “Take him down!” Song Shang ordered.

The woman’s cold voice said: “Miss, please!”

Song Chihan seemed to have come back to his senses, "Grandma?"

Mrs. Song sat there calmly.

“You don’t want to see me again, so you love me?”

Mrs. Song didn’t speak, she just stared at the bowl.

Song Shang raised his chin and said, "Take him out!"

The woman pulled gently, and Song Chihan screamed and was taken out.

Mrs. Song shed tears silently for a long time: "What are you going to do with her?"

"Wutai Mountain. There is a very good nunnery. Let her go and practice, right?"

“I heard that the mountains there are steep, transportation is inconvenient, and life is poor.”

“My son doesn’t want to be the murderer of his daughter, but if she continues like this, she’s probably going to die. My son quietly donated money to the nunnery, so she won’t suffer too much. But she must stay away from us!”

 “Where’s that Wei Zhikuan?” Mrs. Song really hated this man.

 “Don’t worry about your son’s work!”