Reborn in the 90s, tearing apart scumbag men for the sake of women.

Chapter 436 Still the same thing

When Song Lingge returned downstairs, she ran into Qiao Nansheng.

Qiao Nansheng came over to help her: "This is it? Why are you crying so hard?"

Song Lingge nodded, then said, "They're probably hungry! I'll go to the nurses' station and ask if they've come out yet. We'll go back to the ward after they're taken there!"

"Okay, you decide."

Back in the ward, Zhou Songmei had already been brought over, and Song Jianping was with her.

Seeing Song Lingge and Qiao Nansheng push the child in, everyone in the room felt a little uncomfortable.

Song Jianping came over to check on the child and asked, "Why are you crying?"

"How would I know? I guess she's hungry!" Song Lingge said.

Looking at her, Song Jianping also felt that he shouldn't ask, since she hadn't given birth yet.

Zhou Songmei was sleeping, but she woke up when she heard the noise. She tried to sit up, and Song Jianping quickly went over to help her.

"Bring the child to me."

After settling her in, Song Jianping went to hold the child.

The new dad is extremely busy.

Song Lingge and Qiao Nansheng stood aside, neither of them offering to lend a hand.

After finishing all that, Song Jianping came over and said with difficulty, "I'm busy here and don't have time. Why don't you do me the trouble of making some soup? The doctor said crucian carp soup would be fine."

Song Lingge stared at him coldly, without answering.

Is this a perfect example of someone taking advantage of another's kindness?

Song Jianping was extremely embarrassed when he received no response, especially since Qiao Nansheng was still there.

His lips moved, but Song Lingge didn't give him a chance to speak, and bluntly refused: "I'll think about the house, but nothing else is up for discussion."

After saying that, she pulled Qiao Nansheng away.

Song Jianping wanted to say something, but Song Lingge was no longer as calm as before. Her icy gaze, as sharp as a knife, made him tremble. In the end, he said nothing and watched them leave.

Seeing that he was still standing there in a daze, Zhou Songmei said, "You've already left, what are you still looking at? Bring the child over here so I can take a look."

Song Jianping then came to his senses, picked up the wrinkled little child and brought him to Zhou Songmei, saying unintentionally, "Why is he so ugly?"

Zhou Songmei was displeased: "Newborn babies are all like this; they'll grow out in a few days."

"So that's how it is. Lingge was very cute when she was little, with a face as pretty as a porcelain doll."

Zhou Songmei scoffed and said with a cold laugh, "Then see if you're still cute now?"

Song Jianping had spoken unintentionally, but now that he had been rebuked, he realized he had indeed said something wrong and stopped talking.

Zhou Songmei added, "Did you tell her about selling the house? She still wants to think about it. What's there to think about? The house isn't even hers."

Song Jianping got annoyed when this was mentioned, and said angrily, "It's written in her name. If it's not hers, whose is it? I didn't expect her to not refuse outright. Just stop thinking about it and focus on your postpartum recovery! I'll handle this."

Seeing Song Jianping's anger, Zhou Songmei fell silent.

After all that fuss, it was already broad daylight.

"Are you hungry? How about we go get breakfast?" Qiao Nansheng asked.

As soon as Song Lingge got into the car, she frowned, seemingly lost in thought.

"Nansheng, shall we go pick up your aunt? Or should we? If we go back, Grandma Hu will ask all sorts of questions, and it won't be as convenient for us to go out."

Qiao Nansheng laughed and said, "What's so difficult about that? I'll give her a call, and we'll just eat out."

"Then go ahead and fight!"

"Then you should just tell me what's wrong first, right?"

Song Lingge carefully took out a transparent bag from her bag. It seemed to contain tissues, wrapped up tightly, and she didn't know what it was.

"It's the same thing again, I'd like to trouble her to do an apology."

Qiao Nansheng remembered that the child had been crying; it turned out that Song Lingge had pulled her hair.

"You're doubting me?"

Song Lingge didn't answer directly: "Just consider it as boredom, checking it out won't hurt anyway. I don't trust Zhou Songmei."

Since Zhou Songmei set a precedent a few years ago by getting pregnant with Meng Zhongkui's child without anyone noticing, she might do the same thing again now.

Song Lingge always felt that this child's arrival was too sudden.

“Okay, then I’ll take it to my aunt,” Qiao Nansheng said.

Song Lingge thought for a moment and said, "I'll go too! I entrusted it to you last time, and she helped me several times, but I didn't show up. That won't do."

Qiao Nansheng smiled: "Anyway, we're all family, there's no need to be so formal. Aunt won't mind."

Song Lingge ignored his teasing.

Tang Shuxin, and indeed the entire Qin family, never treated Song Lingge as an outsider. To them, it was just a small favor, but upon closer examination of the reasons behind these favors, Song Lingge always felt indebted.

After learning of Song Lingge's intentions, Qiao Nansheng took her home directly.

"Didn't I say I'd go with you?"

"I know, but there's no need to go through all that trouble. I'll give it to you. Go back to sleep, and call me when you wake up."

Qiao Nansheng was considerate enough that she already had enough to worry about, so there was no need for his family to cause her any more trouble; he would handle everything.

Song Lingge was conflicted.

Qiao Nansheng gently pushed her: "Get out of the car, go back and get some sleep. It's not good to see your aunt with dark circles under your eyes. Besides, I'm sleepy even if you're not."

Song Lingge then got out of the car, gave a few more instructions, and went home.

Zhao Zhangguo and Lin Xiuzhi were already up and having breakfast.

"Oh dear, our little lazy cat got up early today. Where did it go?" Zhao Zhangguo asked.

Lin Xiuzhi glanced at her tentatively several times, but remained silent. It seemed Zhao Zhangguo was unaware of this matter.

"Early to bed and early to rise makes you healthy!" Song Lingge washed her hands and sat down at the dining table.

"Eat your fill and then go take a nap!" Lin Xiuzhi suggested.

Song Lingge nodded and quietly ate her breakfast.

Zhao Zhangguo was oblivious; he only noticed that Song Lingge's early rising was unusual, but he didn't realize that something was wrong between the grandmother and granddaughter.

Soon, Song Lingge finished eating. Actually, having stayed up half the night, she didn't have much of an appetite and couldn't eat much. Instead, she felt sleepy as she ate.

"Grandpa, Grandma, I'm so sleepy, I'm going upstairs for a nap! Don't wake me up."

“Okay, let’s go!” Lin Xiuzhi immediately agreed and followed Song Lingge.

Back in her room, Lin Xiuzhi made sure to close the door.

Hearing the door close, Zhao Zhangguo realized that the grandfather and grandson were definitely up to something.

Lin Xiuzhi wanted to ask, but what should she ask?

Seeing her predicament, Song Lingge explained, "They had a daughter, and their intention in calling me over was actually to get me to agree to sell the house. If I agree, they might give me some money so they can buy a new one."

"How could you say that out loud?" Lin Xiuzhi was furious.

Song Lingge didn't seem to care, and even laughed, saying, "He wasn't embarrassed at all. Do you know what else he said?"