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Song Yu¡¯s mother patted her son and told him not to speak, but she made up her mind to have less contact with this sister-in-law in the future.
Song Ting is such a sensitive person, otherwise, she wouldn't have such a big prejudice against Song Xiang. When she saw her sister-in-law like this, she knew what she was thinking, and couldn't help but sneer again and again.
Song Yu¡¯s mother was so angry that she wished she could be ten miles away from her.
Mrs. Song didn't know what her daughter and daughter-in-law were thinking. At this moment, she comforted her grandson and focused all her attention on how to remedy the situation. She felt that the best way now was to The old man kowtowed before his bed to admit his mistake!
"Otherwise, if something happens to the old man, let alone her brother-in-law, even her man will not let his daughter go!"
However, Song Ting was determined and refused to admit her mistake. Without waiting for her mother to persuade her, she almost broke down and started shouting.
"I'm not wrong! He doesn't like me as a granddaughter. No matter how good I am, he still thinks that I'm not as good as that idiot Song Xiang. I know that he has long wanted to drive me away so that he can keep all his own things. For Song Xiang, now I finally have an excuse, doesn¡¯t it just go with his wishes?¡±
Why should I bow my head? If you don¡¯t give it, you won¡¯t give it. Can I still grab it? What does he think of me, Song Ting?
"Youwhat are you thinking about all day long?" Mrs. Song looked at her daughter blankly, "What do you leave to Song Xiang? Who said such things to you?"
"Isn't it?" Song Ting sneered, "Isn't that small courtyard just left for Song Ting as a dowry? Even if it is sold, the money will be left to Song Xiang! What about me? I am also his granddaughter, and he gave it to Song Ting. What's wrong with me?"
"You do you know how much the painting your grandfather gave you is worth?" Mrs. Song did not expect that her daughter's heart knot was just a small courtyard, just a small courtyard. To the Song family, it was nothing. ? Do you treat her harshly on weekdays? How could she be so short-sighted?
"Heha broken painting"
"The shabby painting you mentioned was by a famous artist. Back then, someone offered 50,000 yuan, but your grandfather didn't even sell it!" Mrs. Song interrupted her and said sternly.
"How is that possible?" Song Ting looked at her mother and said subconsciously, it was just a broken painting.
She has no talent for painting. Because of Song Xiang, she is very disgusted with painting. Yes, she is disgusted. She is not willing to listen to it. How can she know whether the painting is a famous painting? How do you know how valuable a famous painting can be?
Fifty thousand, that¡¯s still the previous market price. Who can say exactly how much it is worth now and how much it will be worth in the future?
"Why is it impossible?" Mrs. Wu said, "Otherwise, do you think that if your grandfather gave Song Xiang a small courtyard, I, a mother, would not say a word? Isn't it because your grandfather gave you a small courtyard? Is the yard bad?¡±
"¡¡"yes! Her mother was such a careless person. She watched helplessly as the old man gave Song Xiang a yard as a dowry. Unless the old man also gave her something of the same price, how could she not say a word?
¡°HeheheThanks to her knowing her mother so well, she didn¡¯t even think of it at all!
"What about the painting?" Mrs. Song frowned and asked, "I'm telling you, that painting will definitely sell for more than 50,000 yuan now. Don't sell it casually, it might be even more expensive in the future!"
"Painting?" Song Ting asked subconsciously, and then she remembered where the painting was!
It seems that she was torn apart!
"Yes! Where is the painting? Didn't you keep it yourself?" Mrs. Song asked.
Song Ting looked at her mother blankly. The person who was fearless at first suddenly started to tremble slightly.
Fifty thousand, or even more money than fifty thousand, was destroyed by her own hands?
Mrs. Song looked at her, waiting for her answer. After a while, she finally realized something was wrong!
Mrs. Song stepped forward, grabbed her daughter, and her voice suddenly rose, "What did you do with that painting?"
The conditions of their family are indeed much better than those of ordinary families, but they are not so much that they do not care about fifty thousand yuan. What's more, now it's more than fifty thousand, one hundred thousand, five hundred thousand is possible!
"It's ruined! It's been ruined a long time ago!" Song Ting's mouth moved and she whispered.
If Mrs. Song hadn¡¯t been so close, she would have barely been able to hear what her daughter said!
I also heard clearly that this woman, who had always been protective of her shortcomings, finally couldn't hold back and slapped her daughter hard.
"You really disappoint me so much! Mrs. Song clenched her numb right hand, looked at her daughter, and said with a disappointed look on her face.
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Mrs. Song doesn¡¯t mind her daughter scheming at all, she lives her life just by scheming! If she could calculate things well and make herself live a better life, Mrs. Song would only admire her.
But what about her! He is not open-minded, and his calculations are not in place. It is simply a waste of his time.
"Whatever you want to do with your love!" Mrs. Song looked at her dumbfounded daughter for a while, and after saying this, she turned and left.
"Mom! Mom! Mom, I was wrong!" Song Ting, who had been refusing to lower her head, finally panicked when she saw Mrs. Song turning around and walking away, and quickly ran after her.
Mrs. Song went to the hospital. However, as soon as she arrived at the hospital, she saw the door of the emergency room opened.
When Mrs. Song saw the expression on the doctor's face, her heart suddenly skipped a beat, and then she saw the doctor shaking his head at the people surrounding him.
Suddenly, the originally quiet corridor of the hospital exploded in an instant.
Crying, crying, asking
Mrs. Song felt that her hearing suddenly had a problem. Apart from the buzzing sound, she could no longer hear any other sounds.
Song Ting, who came next, was stunned for a moment. After a while, she finally realized what had happened. Suddenly her legs went weak and she fell to her knees on the ground!
Tears fell from her eyes, not because she was reluctant to leave her grandfather, but because she knew what would be waiting for her now that her grandfather was gone!
But right now, no one cares about her.
As for Song Xiang, at this moment, everyone was stunned. As for her, it can be said that the old man is a more important person than her parents! After all, she grew up with the old man!
The old man played with her and taught her to draw. Well, when she was very young, the old man held her hand and taught her to draw! But now, the doctor told them, I am very sorry! I regret¡¡
It took her a long time to understand what regret meant. In that moment, tears suddenly fell down as if they were worthless.
Woohoo she will not have grandpa in the future? She will never have a grandpa again! Woo woo woo
In the Song family, the men all had red eyes, and the women all sobbed and cried.
The old man's heart was already bad. Last time, thanks to Xu Zhou's timely help, he was lucky enough to survive. This time, he was already feeling uncomfortable because of the murder of his close relatives. After being so stimulated by Song Ting, he still didn't feel good. It can be saved!
The bad news about Mr. Song was brought up by Wu Suhong when she came to work the next day!
Lin Baoxiu and the old man had never gotten along very well. When she suddenly heard the bad news, she just felt sorry for Song Xiang, but Xu Zhou was shocked.
After all, he had just met him not long ago. The old man seemed to be quite energetic. Not to mention that he could live for another ten or twenty years, but a few more years would definitely be fine!
"Hey, life and death are determined by fate, who can say for sure!" Wu Suhong was also quite emotional. Yesterday morning, she even said hello to the old man! Who would have imagined that going our separate ways in the morning would become a farewell forever!
Xuzhou thought about what his wife said last night, and suddenly he had a suspicion in his heart that this matter might not be related to the plot against Song Xiang!
People you know? It can make the old man angry to death. Come to think of it, it shouldn't be as simple as someone you know!
Xu Zhou shook his head, unwilling to think about it further. This matter had nothing to do with them and they had nothing to do with it.
However, I still have to take Lin Baoxiu to express my condolences!
The old man¡¯s funeral was held in a low-key manner. This was the second time that Xu Zhou and Lin Baoxiu met the Song family in such a large number. The last time was when they returned to Nancheng. In order to express their gratitude, the entire Song family came to the funeral.
Soon, Xuzhou discovered something was different. Last time, Song Xiang was not at home because of something, but this time, the cold and cold Song Ting was not there.
Xuzhou knew it in his heart and didn¡¯t think about it any more.
And Lin Baoxiu suddenly felt uncomfortable when she saw that her little master had lost a lot of weight after not seeing him for a few days.
"My condolences! The old man definitely doesn't want to see you like this!" Lin Baoxiu wiped the little girl's tears with a handkerchief and whispered.
¡°Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo ¡¡± Song Xiang, who was just shedding tears silently at first, suddenly couldn¡¯t help crying loudly when he heard Lin Baoxiu say this.
Lin Baoxiu hugged the little girl, patted her back gently, and comforted her silently.
"II can't teach you how to draw for the time being!" After crying for an unknown amount of time, the little girl let go of Lin Baoxiu, her eyes were red and swollen, and she said in a hoarse voice. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com)He said with a pair of swollen eyes and a hoarse voice. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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