Chapter 7 New Home
  "Brother, you can scold me!" Song Xiaoran looked at her elder brother sincerely again and said, "The harder you scold me, the more I can reflect on my mistakes. Brother, you can scold me."

[Alas, Song Xiaoran, Song Xiaoran, you were so blind and selfish before, you didn’t even have a brain! Where can I find family members with such integrity and affection? I have to cherish it from now on! 】

"You, you, this, this, this... why are you such a person?"

At this moment, Song Ximing found that he could actually read Song Xiaoran's thoughts and was speechless for a while.

This Song Xiaoran is completely different from what he thought before!

Because of her scolding words, Song Ximing was no longer shocked that he could read her thoughts.

She scolded herself even more harshly than him, making him not even know what to say.

Is this sister really mentally healthy?

Did you really misunderstand her before?
  "We are all a family, what is right or wrong is good." Song Kun waved his hand, indicating to stop talking, "Let's go, close the stall and go home."

Not long after, the three returned home.

At this moment, Song Kun's wife, Song Xiaoran's biological mother Qin Xiang, has not returned home yet.

Qin Xiang now works as an accountant in the finance department of a machinery factory. He is very busy at work on weekdays and basically has to get home at night.

The Song family father and son were preparing dinner in the public kitchen in the corridor, while Song Xiaoran strolled around the house.

The housing conditions of the Song family cannot be said to be very good, but they are still passable.

After all, Lao Song used to be an eighth-level lathe, and Qin Xiang was also an accountant. They were both skilled talents. They were assigned this two-bedroom house without a separate kitchen and bathroom from the factory.

This is the condition for the Tongzi Tower in this era to reach its top.

Although the house is not small in size, the furnishings are too simple and can be seen at a glance.

Simple is not enough to describe it. It is more appropriate to describe it as a house with four walls.

There is no refrigerator, color TV, telephone or radio in the living room, let alone air conditioning.

The only thing in the house was a small retro black and white TV, which looked like a second-hand product from somewhere, and a broken electric fan that was making a squeaky sound.

Compared to my original home, which was equipped with a refrigerator, color TV, and even air conditioning, this place seemed to have gone back more than ten years.

"Our family is poor, we don't have anything. You have to get up and go outside to go to the toilet at night, you have to go to the bathhouse to take a shower, you have to wash your clothes by yourself, and you have to cook your own meals. It's not like your previous home, where you have everything, and you have to There are servants to help you eat and drink.”

The eldest brother Song Ximing came in with dishes and said to her angrily.

"Yeah, yeah, brother, everything you said is right."

Song Xiaoran smiled and nodded repeatedly, showing no signs of anger.

[It’s really hard for a muscular man like my eldest brother to say mean things like a little wife. It’s quite interesting to hear. 】

"You, what are you talking nonsense! You, you... I don't have the same experience as you."

When Song Ximing heard her inner complaints, his face suddenly turned red and he became angry with embarrassment.

Song Xiaoran looked puzzled.

She didn't say anything, even though everything he said was right, she could be so angry.

Brother, it’s too easy to be fooled.

At this time, Song Kun also entered the room with dishes, and Song Xiaoran hurriedly stepped forward to take it.

"No, I don't need your help, Xiaoran, just sit down and rest."

Song Kun was in a very high mood, his face flushed, and he shouted loudly to his son,
  "Ximing, go out and call your mother and ask her to come back early today."

Song Ximing responded and was about to go out to the canteen to make a public phone call.

Coincidentally, at this moment, Qin Xiang entered the room.

"Why are you coming back so early today? Who do you think is here?" Song Kun said happily.

Qin Xiang opened the key and entered the door. He was not surprised at all when he saw Song Xiaoran. Because as soon as she arrived at Tongzi Downstairs and met the neighbors in the building, they told her that her biological daughter was here.

They also told her that Song Xiaoran went to the market to help sell fish, and she was talking and laughing with Lao Song, and they seemed to have a good relationship.

Balala, Balala.

Carrying the wrong child was already dramatic enough, but with everyone's imagination, it became even more of a drama.

Qin Xiang felt that if she were not the protagonist here, she would listen to it with relish.

But now there is only bitterness.

Qin Xiang had known his biological daughter before. After all, she was the factory director's daughter, and Song Xiaoran was also very high-profile on weekdays, so gossip about her often spread.

In the accounting and finance department where she works, there is another sister Ma who loves to gossip. Therefore, from the number of boyfriends Song Xiaoran has had, to the brand of perfume she uses, and even the relationship between her and her mother is not very good, Qin Xiang has nothing to do with it. Know.

Qin Xiang had heard these gossips before and had guessed the temperament of the factory director's daughter. She was coquettish and willful, loved vanity, loved beauty, spent money lavishly, and loved being sought after by others.

She's just a spoiled rich girl with a bad tutor.

After knowing that she was his biological daughter, Qin Xiang's first feeling was that her family could not afford to raise such a biological daughter, and she probably would not want to return to her poor family.

Later, it turned out that it was indeed the case!
  Song Xiaoran didn't even want to meet them!
  Not to mention recognizing them and moving back.

Although Qin Xiang had already guessed, he still felt bad.

In addition, Lao Song was anxious and angry about this matter, sad and sad, and even a man cried over this matter.

She felt even more uncomfortable, feeling very disappointed and dissatisfied with her biological daughter's ignorance.

She was also prepared, even if she didn't recognize her biological daughter, she would just treat her as a strange and estranged relative.

When she got married, they did everything they could to give her a dowry, whether she wanted it or not.

When she gave birth to a child, they also tried their best to give what they could, whether she wanted it or not.

If she is really in trouble, they will definitely help. Whether she cares or not, whether she needs it or not, they will do their part.

As for daily walking, she doesn't expect it.

Just because he thought about it this way, Qin Xiang felt much calmer.

She felt that when she saw Song Xiaoran, no matter what she said or what her purpose was, she could treat her calmly.

Unexpectedly...

【Wow! My mother is really a beauty! She was already in her forties, and she didn't take good care of herself. She looked like she was only in her thirties, and she had a good figure. Well, the clothes she wore were too baggy, which lowered her beauty. 】

Qin Xiang froze there in shock.

She stared at Song Xiaoran and saw that she was smiling and looking at her coyly. The key was that she didn't move her mouth and didn't speak at all.

So what did she just hear? !

Could it be that I haven't had a good rest these past few days and have auditory hallucinations?
  It's definitely an auditory hallucination.

With Song Xiaoran's temperament, he could only dislike her as his own mother, and it was impossible for him to praise her so much.

Qin Xiang tilted his head slightly, touched his ears in confusion, then looked at Song Xiaoran again, smiled faintly,
  "It's Xiaoran. You're here."

[Wow, I feel like my mother is so classy. With her light and airy aura and her beauty, it would be a pity that she doesn’t want to be a movie star. 】

Qin Xiang,...

She heard it again!
  Not an auditory hallucination.

She actually heard Xiaoran's thoughts.

(End of this chapter)

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