Quick Wear: The female supporting role makes a comeback by giving birth to a child

Mother Song turned her head away, pursed her lips and said nothing.

This attitude is clearly one of acquiescence.

The onlookers looked at each other, all with confused eyes.

"Did you know about this?"

"How would I know? I'm a few months younger than Brother Che! Maybe my father or grandfather knows?"

"I don't think so. Look at the village chief. He seems to be unaware of it."

The old village chief really didn't know about this.

He looked at Song Che in confusion: "Song Che, who else knows about this?"

You can't be just talking nonsense, right?

The old village chief thought so, but he didn't really suspect that Song Che was lying.

After all, Song's mother's attitude says it all.

Song Che shook his head: "I'm not sure either, I just vaguely remember this happening. My great grandfather and fourth grandfather should know about it."

Grandpa Song has eight brothers, and he is the youngest, ranking eighth.

The second and sixth children died young, the fifth child rolled down a mountain and died when he was young, and the seventh child also died two years ago.

The third brother went to the army for conscription, and a few years later I heard that he had died outside.

Therefore, out of the eight brothers, only the eldest and the fourth are still alive.

Most of the villagers in Daliu Village are refugees from other places.

People of different surnames live together.

Relatively speaking, the Song family is considered a big family in the village.

After all, their family is still quite prosperous.

The old village chief was appointed by the higher authorities. Although he had some understanding of each household in the village, he did not have deep contact with them and did not know some private matters.

After hearing what Song Che said, the old village chief nodded and said, "Zhu Zi, take a few people with you and split into two groups to inquire about the situation."

Zhuzi responded, called a few people from the same village, and left.

Things are at a standstill here.

The matchmaker shook the flesh off her body and looked at Song's mother with dissatisfaction: "I say, are you still going to sell this person?"

Song's mother wanted to say "sell".

But with so many eyes watching, and the fourth child bringing up the adoption issue again, she could only wave her hands awkwardly:

"Not for sale, not for sale."

The matchmaker was so angry that she almost fell over.

Not only did she make a wasted trip, but she was also being chased out like an animal?

She was so angry that her face turned blue, but because there were so many people here and it was the other party's territory, she could only swallow her anger:

"Okay! Then give me back my money!"

Mother Song covered her pocket.

Seeing this, the old village chief glared at her and said, "What are you standing there for? Return the money!"

Song's mother could only reluctantly take out the silver that she had just warmed up.

The matchmaker grabbed it, confirmed that it was the amount she had just given, snorted coldly at Song's mother, and turned away.

Thinking secretly in his mind, he turned around and asked Tietou to keep an eye on this man.

Wait until she comes to the county and see how she deals with her!

Song's mother had no idea that she had offended someone.

Of course, she didn't care.

She has offended many people in her life, and she is not afraid at all.

It was not until later when she went to the county town and was beaten several times for inexplicable reasons that Song's mother still couldn't figure out what was going on.

At this moment, without the two taels of silver, Song's mother felt the pain in her heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys was unbearable.

She stared at Song Che with undisguised disgust in her eyes.

No one in the yard spoke anymore, just waiting quietly for Zhuzi and others to come back.

Those people were all young people and ran very fast.

Now they came back panting, their eyes sparkling.

Zhuzi was panting and couldn't wait to speak:

"Grandpa, that's right! The eldest grandfather of the Song family said that this is true. Not long after we received the news of the death of the third grandfather Song, Brother Che was born. After that, Brother Che was sent to the eighth grandfather. The eighth grandfather had an idea at that time. After discussing it with several elders, he also specifically asked Uncle Song and Auntie for their opinions."

Everyone in the village now looked at Song's mother with strange eyes.

So, they are not your son and daughter-in-law anymore, and you still have the nerve to abuse them?

Mother Song felt guilty when everyone looked at her. She forced herself to stand up and stared at everyone:

"So what if he's adopted? I'm still his mother! I gave birth to him with all my effort, so he has to listen to me!"

Everyone rolled their eyes at her.

"Adopt me, adopt me. Once I'm adopted, I'll be someone else's. How can I listen to you? Why don't you go to heaven?! If you can't bear to let go, then don't agree to it!"

The old village chief was too lazy to talk about her.

He looked around and sneered, "It's been half a day, is Song Quan dead?"

Everyone was stunned, then burst into laughter.

There has been a commotion here for most of the day, but no one from the Song family has come.

It's like being dead!

The old village chief snorted: "Since you've adopted the child, stop sticking to him!"

"If you want to thank me for giving me life, I owe you that. I won't ask you for the money and compensation I brought back over the years. After all, the compensation was what bought my life. From now on, our two families won't have any more contact. I'm afraid I won't see my child again!"

"That's better!" Song's mother agreed quickly.

Since there is no money to be paid back in the future, it is better to get rid of these people as soon as possible.

Song Che took a deep breath: "Please!"

He gestured to her to leave.

Mother Song snorted, turned around and left without looking back.

Song Che bowed, thanked the old village chief and everyone else, and sent everyone out one by one.

Aunt Zhu had also prepared the medicine and brought it over.

Song Che quickly took it and thanked him: "Thank you, Aunt Zhu, thank you for your trouble."

"Hi! You're welcome. I won't bother you any more. You take care of Guoguo. Let me know if you need anything."

"Eh!"

After seeing Aunt Zhu off, Song Che lowered his eyes and looked at the earthen jar in his hand, smiling at himself.

He thought he didn't care anymore.

But it turns out that I still feel sad.

He let out a long breath to get rid of the discomfort in his chest, then took another deep breath. Then Song Che walked into the house.

Mumu sat obediently on the stool, staring at his mother and sister on the bed with his big round eyes.

His little hands would occasionally probe under his mother and sister's noses.

When he felt the breath of the two people, he breathed a sigh of relief and continued staring.

My son's movements were nervous, yet inexplicably sad.

Song Che walked over and touched his little head: "Don't be afraid, Mumu, your mother and sister will be fine."

I didn't hear my daughter's voice anymore. It turned out that the little girl fell asleep.

Mumu nodded his little head, but his big eyes were still fixed on his mother.

No one knew that he had tried to smell his mother's breath several times after she fell on her head.

He knew that if a person didn't breathe out of his nose, he would never be able to see again.

At that time, he cried because he couldn't feel his mother's breath.

Song Che didn't try to persuade him anymore. He walked over and sat down beside the bed. He held the bowl in one hand and gently lifted his wife up with the other hand, letting her lean on him.

Only then did he feed her the medicine slowly and carefully, one spoonful at a time.

Fortunately, my wife still has the instinct to swallow.

A bowl of medicine was quickly fed in.

Song Che covered the mother and daughter with a thin blanket, then took his son's hand and went out.

When he came to the yard and found a wooden stool to sit on, he held his son in his arms:

"Mumu, Daddy is back, don't be afraid. From now on, Daddy will protect you, Mom, and your sister."