After the breakup, I brought glory to my family and country

Chapter 4 004 Song Zhi’s Childhood Experience

Li Zhiruan blamed all this on Song Zhi, thinking that he was out of shape and lost Song Jianqun's favor because of giving birth to her.

She even almost strangled Song Zhi to death. Her strong desire to live made Song Zhi full of strength at the moment when he was about to suffocate, and he knocked over the photo frame on the bedside.

The photo frame fell to the floor, and the sound of being smashed alerted the nanny who was preparing lunch in the kitchen.

The nanny's surname is Wang, a woman in her fifties, who was responsible for the food and daily life of the Song family of three when they were still lonely.Every time Xiao Songzhi saw her, he would call Aunt Wang in a sweet voice.

Aunt Wang ran into Song Zhi's room in a panic, and what she saw was shocking.

Li Zhiruan pressed three-year-old Song Zhi hard on the bed, grabbed her throat with both hands, and looked ferocious.

Xiao Songzhi's face was pale, and her young hands used all their strength to move away the big hand that was holding her.

Aunt Wang quickly stepped forward and pushed Li Zhiruan away.

Xiao Songzhi lay on the bed and coughed a few times, then took a big breath of hard-won fresh air.

Aunt Wang hugged her tightly and stroked her back to comfort her.

"Song Zhi, don't be afraid. Auntie is here." She glared at Li Zhiruan angrily, took out her cell phone and prepared to call the police.

This woman is so terrible that she can even kill her own daughter.

Li Zhiruan was pushed off the bed by her and was in a daze. When he saw her holding her cell phone and preparing to call the police, he immediately panicked and rushed forward to grab the cell phone.

Aunt Wang's attention was focused on little Song Zhi at this time. She didn't expect her to react like this. Without paying attention, she snatched the phone away.

"Li Zhiruan, this is my phone, give it back to me!" Aunt Wang became even more annoyed when she saw that the phone was taken away.

Li Zhiruan's eyes were filled with scarlet bloodshot eyes. She could no longer listen to any words. She only knew that the mobile phone in her hand would pose a threat to herself.

With a "clang" sound, she threw the phone out of the window, hitting it with a loud noise downstairs.

"You're crazy!" Aunt Wang saw that the mobile phone she bought after working for two months was thrown away. She felt extremely distressed and shouted at Li Zhiruan.

Li Zhiruan felt much better after throwing away his cell phone. He met Aunt Wang's eyes, which were full of provocation.

Aunt Wang was so excited that she rushed out of bed, raised her arm and was about to slap her in the face.

"What's the fuss about?" Song Jianqun had just returned home from a day of drinking and drinking outside. When he heard loud noises in the room, he pushed the door open and entered in disgust.

The moment Li Zhiruan saw him, he immediately put on a soft and weak look, trotted up to him, took his hand, and cried out: "Jianqun, this nanny wants to hit me."

As he spoke, he touched his face, as if he was really hit.

Although Song Jianqun was a prodigal, he was not stupid. Seeing the mess in the house and the pale little Song Zhi, he more or less understood what was going on. He glared at Li Zhiruan angrily and threw away his hand. .

"Come to the study with me." Song Jianqun glanced at Aunt Wang, and then walked into the study without looking back.

Aunt Wang understood and followed him in.

Li Zhiruan also followed them.

"Get out of here!" Not long after, Song Jianqun's roar came from the study.

Li Zhiruan ran out crying like a bereaved dog.

But she still refused to give up and put her ear to the door outside, trying to hear what was being said inside.

Xiao Songzhi finally recovered from the suffocation. Looking at the empty room, fear surrounded her.

She didn't want to be alone in a closed room, so she ran out of the room and saw this scene in front of the study: the mother who almost strangled her to death and made her feel very strange was hunched over. The body, disheveled, put his ear against the study door, with a look of morbid suspicion on his face.

After a while, the study door was opened, and Song Jianqun came out first, followed by Aunt Wang, with so many smiles that it felt like they were about to come out of his face, and he was completely gone from the anger just now.

When Xiao Songzhi saw her, he ran to her side with the biggest strides and opened his arms.

Aunt Wang didn't hug her, but touched her head with her left hand.

Xiao Songzhi retracted her arms in frustration, hugged her thighs, and hid behind her.

In her limited memory, Aunt Wang was the person who best brought her a sense of security. She always spoke to her gently and gently, not at all like her mother or violent father who would suddenly go crazy.

Aunt Wang took Xiao Songzhi's arm and brought her to her.

Facing Li Zhiruan, whose eyes were red, little Song Zhi fearfully leaned into Aunt Wang's arms.

"Good boy Zhizhi, mom and dad love you very much. This time it's just a little game mom will play for you. Don't be afraid."

Three-year-old Song Zhi nodded in understanding, but her eyes fell on an envelope she was holding in her right hand. The envelope was filled to the brim. Song Zhi had seen it when she was one and a half years old. It was used to contain money. of.Aunt Wang pushed Xiao Songzhi, and she got closer to Li Zhiruan.

"Go and play with mom."

Is that just a little game?Does my mother really love me?

Xiao Songzhi raised his head tremblingly, trying to find the answer.

But what she met was Li Zhiruan's disgusted eyes.

Xiao Songzhi was frightened and took half a step back, stretching out her hand to hold Aunt Wang.

But was completely ignored.

"You have nothing to do here anymore, get out of here and remember what I told you."

Song Jianqun really didn't have the patience to watch this farce and reminded Aunt Wang impatiently.

"Yes, yes, I won't tell anyone what happened today."

"Oh no, I came here today to make a meal and then left. I didn't see anything, I didn't see anything!"

Aunt Wang nodded and bowed to him, tightened her grip on the bulging envelope in her hand, and left without looking back.

If it were 13-year-old Song Zhi, with her intelligence, she would have understood that Aunt Wang, to whom she had given her true heart, could betray and abandon her for a few taels of silver.

But she was only three years old at the time, a three-year-old who didn't understand anything. She only knew that her favorite Aunt Wang told her that it was just a game her mother played with her, and she believed it without reservation.

In the days that followed, Song Zhiduo wished that he could die at the age of three, the most innocent age.

Unfortunately, things didn't go as expected. Aunt Wang rescued her, but she also took her to another hell.

After this incident, Song Jianqun warned Li Zhiruan, and she cried and agreed, but she did not behave like a demon again in two years.

Until Song Zhi was five years old.

Song Jianqun lovingly carried a little girl into the door and ordered Song Zhi to call her sister.

Growing up in a loveless family, Song Zhi was unlikely to receive much love. She even became sallow and thin due to malnutrition.

Seeing the pink and tender little girl in her arms, she felt jealous, biting her lips and refusing to make a sound.

In Song Zhi's impression, Song Jianqun had never hugged him, let alone looked at him with doting eyes.

"You're a useless loser! You don't even know how to call someone. It's a waste of money to raise you!"

Seeing that Song Zhi didn't listen to him, he slapped her hard.

Her body was already very weak. After being beaten, she fell directly to the ground and heard a "buzzing" sound in her ears.

Song Jianqun didn't care about Song Zhi who fell to the ground, and stepped directly over her into the house.

Song Zhi got up from the ground with strength and ran out angrily, hoping in her heart that she would be like an ordinary child and be looked for anxiously by her parents. Even if she was beaten and scolded a few times, it would at least prove that she was cared about.

At night, Song Zhi was so cold that she wanted to run home, but when she got to the door, she heard Li Zhiruan's voice coming from inside.

"Call mom." This was the first time she heard Li Zhiruan's gentle voice. The person speaking was the mistress's daughter. It was really ridiculous.

Song Zhi sat on the stairs at the door, listening to the goings on inside, as if they were a real family of three.

She curled herself up into a small ball, and her tears fell to the ground like pearls.

It was very cold, but the tears were hot and fell on the back of my hands, becoming a source of warmth on this cold night.

Li Zhiruan innocently thought that as long as she took good care of the child, Song Jianqun would look at her again.But a man's nature is hard to change after all. In less than a year, Song Jianqun took the mistress home.

Song Zhi heard his grandfather mention that Li Zhiruan was once a well-educated and sensible lady, but on the day the mistress came in, Song Zhi only saw a woman who was acting and wallowing.

Since then, Li Zhiruan has gone completely crazy, and Song Zhi's hell has just begun.

Song Jianqun still raised Li Zhiruan at home, not because he still had feelings for her, but to create an image of a "good gentleman" in front of outsiders.

Song Zhi has long been accustomed to all this, and treats his native family as nothing more than a joke.

However, the impact of her broken native family had already taken root in her heart.

(End of this chapter)