The fake rich lady of the era relied on mind-reading to win.

Chapter 4 The conditions are indeed a little worse

We live in the same family home and work in the same factory. Who doesn't know who?Lai Yanling, who has three children alone, is often crowded by that group of people.

Luo Meixin's selfish character made her laughed at by many people. Now that her biological daughter is back, she must regain her reputation to save her face.

At this moment, Lai Yanling's heart was so happy that she could finally stand upright in front of her enemies. She was even more satisfied when she saw Song Zhiyao who looked like Song Yuanzhou in front of her.

[As expected of me and Yuan Zhou’s daughter! ] Lai Yanling thought proudly, holding Song Zhiyao's hand tighter.

[My daughter is so beautiful, she deserves to be my biological daughter!

She graduated from college at the age of 18 and is as smart as her dad! 】

Lai Yanling kept thinking in her mind as she walked.

Song Zhiyao, who could hear her voice, followed behind, the corners of her mouth raised slightly, confirming her previous suspicion.

Song Zhiyao didn't expect that she would make Lai Yanling so happy when she came back. She had done nothing just now, but telling the truth made her so excited all the way.

When it was almost time to reach home, Lai Yanling slowed down.

[Zhiyao, you shouldn’t come back and suffer! 】

Song Zhiyao noticed that Lai Yanling's pace slowed down, and then heard such a sentence again.

Thinking of what Luo Meixin said before, "When sleeping in the Song family, the whole family is crowded into one room."

Facing a strange environment, Song Zhiyao was prepared and could accept any conditions. It was her real home.

Lai Yanling felt that Song Zhiyao's silence along the way was because he was dissatisfied with the environment in the textile factory.

Just as he was about to say sorry, he heard Song Zhiyao's cold voice saying, "Mom, why don't you leave?"

Of course Song Zhiyao knew what she was going to say, so he directly interrupted her and stopped her from saying those sorry words.

She didn't choose her birth. Her parents had given her a smart head, and she was very grateful.

It would not be a pity to leave the wealthy Luo family. Now that she is an adult, it is up to her to decide how she will live her life in the future.

"Leave now!" Lai Yanling was interrupted by Song Zhiyao, looking at her eyes that seemed to be able to see through people's hearts, she couldn't say anything else.

Along the way, he stopped talking and looked at Song Zhiyao from time to time.

With Lai Yanling like this, Song Zhiyao wanted to hear what she was thinking, but heard nothing.

"Is it menopause?" Song Zhiyao felt that she had reached the medically called menopause. Thinking about Lai Yanling's age, it seemed like this.

I also secretly made a note in my mind to find a physician to prescribe some medicine for her one day.

Lai Yanling never imagined that her daughter thought she was going through menopause just because of her constant mood changes.

After making sure that her daughter didn't have any objections, Lai Yanling happily pulled Song Zhiyao forward.

"The building just in front is our home, and the last two rooms on the left on the fourth floor are our home." Lai Yanling pointed to the second-to-last building along the road.

After she finished speaking, her face was full of guilt, fearing that Song Zhiyao would turn around and leave.

This road seems to be very close, but in fact it takes several minutes. When the textile factory built this dormitory, it was considered that there were many workers, and the distance between each building was also very close.

There are more than a dozen houses on each floor. Their house only occupies two rooms. Each room is about 10 square meters. There are about 10 households living on the first floor. Public bathrooms and cooking can only be done on the balcony.

Their family can only have two rooms if they can only afford it with the salary of two people when Song Yuanzhou was here.

Even with such a small two rooms, in the eyes of outsiders, it is still a very spacious home.

Nowadays, housing is tight, and many textile factories have a dozen or more families crowded into one or two houses.

Even though Song Yuanzhou was only a family of five at home, it was still more spacious than other homes.

Along the way, I found that the buildings in the textile factory were worse than those in the steel factory. The corridors were densely packed with people, and there were several families competing to talk and cook.There was a quarrel in one building just now over who had to cook first. This happens in the steel factory too, but it's not as crowded as the textile factory.

Despite this, Song Zhiyao did not regret leaving the Luo family. As the director of the steel factory, Luo Hongxing had high-ranking workers in the house, so the house was naturally the best in the factory.

There is a separate small yard, each person in the family has their own room, and there is a piece of land at the door. In order to show the difference of her family, Liao Shujuan did not grow vegetables but flowers.

Growing up in such an environment, Song Zhiyao was envied by her friends in the steel factory.

In the eyes of others, they have to compete with their brothers and sisters for the more beds they occupy. Song Zhiyao has a separate room, which is a dream.

When the mother and daughter walked to the door of the house, the neighbors next door looked over with curiosity. Lai Yanling proudly introduced her daughter along the way.

"My daughter is back!" "You uncles and aunties, please take good care of her in the future."

Song Zhiyao stood calmly listening to Lai Yanling's words and smiled.

From all kinds of pleasantries, it can be seen that Lai Yanling is very popular.

Most of the people were very friendly, except for a few who had unclear looks in their eyes, and no one said sarcastic remarks. They were much friendlier than the group of people at the door.

Their house was in the two rooms at the end. Before Song Yuanzhou left, he built iron bars on the two houses and installed a small door to surround the two rooms.

When you open this small door, you will see a briquette stove, pots and pans for cooking. The small space is neatly organized, and it is a small kitchen.

After closing the door, their family does not need to share the cooking area with others. Except for the inconvenience of bathing and toileting, they do not need to share other things with other people.

It is safe to lock this small door at night.

When I opened the door, I saw two neatly tidied rooms. One was used for dining, and there was a bed inside with the boy's clothes on it.

Song Zhiyao knew that her brother should be sleeping here.

Sure enough, I heard Lai Yanling introduce, "Zhiyao, I took your brother to sleep in this room when he was young. Now that he is 13 years old, he sleeps alone."

"The other room is bigger and the bed is bigger. We, mother and daughter, can sleep together. If you're not used to it, I'll make another bed next to your brother. You and your sister can sleep in a more spacious room."

"No, that bed is big enough for the three of us to sleep in. Besides, my brother, a 13-year-old boy, needs his own space. It's not appropriate to share a room with my mother."

Song Zhiyao looked at the other room, which could accommodate three people. The three of them slept like that before, so there was no need for her to be pretentious.

Even if you are not used to living there, it is better to go to the hospital to apply for a dormitory than to go through trouble at home.

When Lai Yanling heard Song Zhiyao's words, she felt even more guilty.

It's all her fault.

"I'll listen to you first. If you can't sleep well at night, you must tell your mother. Then she will find a solution."

"Zhiyao, you sit here first. Mom will cook first. Your sister and brother will be home from school soon."

Lai Yanling went to cook while Song Zhiyao packed her luggage.

It was said that she was packing her luggage, but it was just a few old clothes. She didn't bring any new clothes, but only a few old clothes.

"Mom, what's so delicious tonight?" Song Ruyun knew there was something delicious when she smelled it, and her clear voice was full of excitement.

I thought about quickly putting my schoolbag back in the room to help.

They saw the people in their room, looked at the beautiful and elegant Song Zhiyao in front of them, who looked very similar to her father Song Yuanzhou, and knew who the person in front of them was.

He turned to Song Zhiyao angrily, "Huh! Don't you think our family is poor? Why are you coming back?"

Song Ruyun looked like she didn't welcome her on the surface, but in her heart she had another thought: "She's so beautiful. She deserves to be my biological sister. She looks even more lovable than that annoying Luo Meixin." 】

(End of this chapter)