Crowned with Pearls

   Chapter 234 Chapter 33 Responsibility

He still felt aggrieved, looked straight at Song Heng, then looked at Song Xiangyu and questioned him: "My father took him by his side and raised him hand in hand. He can be so good. It wasn't taught by my father, but did my father teach me? ?!"

   is ridiculous.

  Song Xiangyu sneered, even if it was his own son, he felt disgusting: "I once wrote to ask you if you want to practice in the army, how did you answer me?"

  Song Zhibin was silent.

   At that time, how could he be willing to go to the remote border with Song Heng?

   Besides, my mother is not worried.

"Everything he got today was won by himself. At the age of twelve, he was able to follow the light cavalry to patrol outside the customs, and even save the next village when the opponent was crowded. The common people who are seriously injured would rather let his comrades go first, can you?!" Song Xiangyu said in a sonorous voice, "I am obsessed with wealth, not thinking about progress, and narrow-minded, but now I am blaming others for being too good. Give you a chance?!" He looked at Song Zhibin unbearably, and had nothing to say: "How can you be the eldest son and grandson?!"

   This is too heavy to say. In Song Zhibin's opinion, this is an announcement of his ending.

   He jumped up, all the fear, guilt and regret were gone, only unwillingness remained: "Why am I not worthy!? You said that I murdered Eleven, what evidence do you have?!"

  Song Zhiyuan was about to die, even if Song Heng had an antidote, after so long delay, Song Zhiyuan didn't know if he could really recover and follow the previous one, maybe he became a fool?

   Take a step back and say, even if it can recover?

Does   Zhiyuan have evidence?

   At most he was skeptical.

   Never heard of anyone convicted on suspicion alone.

  Song Xiangyu snorted and looked over at the bed behind him: "Isn't the evidence there?"

   "Big Brother." A weak call came from behind, the sound was like mosquitoes and flies, and the small business was almost inaudible.

But in Song Zhibin's ears, it was louder than Chunlei. His throat rolled a few times, and his whole body froze. He turned his head in disbelief, and saw Song Zhiyuan sitting up at a glance, his face pale and his hair disheveled. .

   He was stunned all of a sudden, there was a sharp pain in his heart, he glanced at Song Zhiyuan in disbelief, and then went to Song Xiangyu and Song Heng.

  No, how could it be?

   He clenched his fists, his mind became a mess, like being struck by lightning for a while.

Song Shiyi's body was still very weak, and he felt like the world was spinning when he sat up. Song Heng saw it clearly. He took two steps forward and stretched out his hand to support him. He asked him coldly, "What else do you have to say?"

  Song Zhibin really had nothing to say.

  If Song Zhiyuan was awake, he must have sensed his intention just now - he really wanted to suffocate Song Zhiyuan once and for all.

Thinking about it this way, since Song Zhiyuan would agree to cooperate with the play and lie on the bed and pretend to be unconscious, Song Xiangyu would go back and hide in this room. That is to say, these people have already believed in Song Heng and cooperated with Song Heng in the setting. one inning.

  In that case, what else is there to say?

   He sneered and lowered his head instead of the desire to cry at first.

  Song Xiangyu didn't ask any further questions, he just rubbed his eyebrows, turned his head and said in a low voice, "Come out."

   Anyone else? Song Zhibin realized something, turned his head suddenly, and saw the shaky Mrs. Shizi walking out from behind the pillar as well.

   Until this moment, he really collapsed.

   It turned out that he was the jumping clown.

   He thought it was perfect, but he didn't expect that this group of people would silently stand in this room watching his every move.

When facing Song Xiangyu, he could justifiably blame Song Xiangyu for being partial, and firmly felt that he was right, but to Mrs. Shang Shizi, he only felt that he was a rat who was caught by his tail and was held in a mess. struggle.

   Madam Shizi's lips trembled, looking at the dying young son on the bed, and then at the eldest son who was standing, suddenly stepped forward and slapped Song Zhibin sharply.

   This slap in the face was extremely loud, Song Zhibin was staggered, but before he could react, Madam Shizi quickly raised her hand again and slapped herself abruptly.

  Song Zhibin was stunned.

   Song Zhiyuan on the bed also called out weakly, mother, and immediately cried.

A distinct slap print quickly appeared on Mrs. Shizi's face. She didn't hesitate at all, and she didn't feel the slightest pain. She raised her hand and slapped herself violently, pushing away Song Xiangyu who was about to come up, bursting into tears : "Blame me! Blame me all! It's me, it's me who taught such a brother-in-law son, it's me who is incompetent"

  Song Zhibin only found it hard to breathe.

  It's been like this since he was a child. He suddenly felt a little numb. Watching Mrs. Shizi beat him, he didn't know why, but he felt that this scene seemed familiar.

   It seems that in his dream, such a thing has already happened countless times.

  Song Xiangyu frowned, pulled Mrs. La Shizi, and asked in a low voice, "What are you doing?! The children are watching!"

Mrs.    covered her face with her hands, slipped to the ground without any manners, sobbed and cried.

  Song Heng has long been accustomed to this kind of jumping around. The difference is that this time it was especially serious.

  Song Xiangyu glanced at his son, and stretched out his hand to support the wife of the prince on the ground: "Get up, this is the end of the matter, what can I do to cry? Fortunately, it's okay on the eleventh, and it didn't make a big mistake."

Mrs. Shizi couldn't tell whether she was more joyful when her son was okay now or more angry when she found out that Song Zhibin was the initiator. She was pulled up by Song Xiangyu, and she pulled Song Xiangyu's sleeve after realizing it: "Sir! The matter can’t be spread out, if Bin’er has a reputation on his back, what future does he have?!”

  Song Heng glanced at Song Zhiyuan when he heard the words, Song Zhiyuan was obviously stunned, and looked at his mother in a daze, his face was pale, and his eyes were complicated and he didn't know what he was thinking.

  Song Zhibin stood beside him, completely quiet at this moment. Hearing what his mother said, he seemed to have expected it and didn't react.

There was only Mrs. Shizi's cry left in the room: "It's all my fault, Bin'er doesn't understand so much. He is also in a hurry, Shizi, can't speak out, think about our family's reputation, you Think about the kids"

  Song Xiangyu thought it was a little funny, he stared at Mrs. Shizi coldly: "If the murderer is Ah Heng, will the reputation of the Song family be preserved?"

   (end of this chapter)