After the fake master disappeared, the real master went crazy

For so many years, Tong Xiaoshan has never said a serious word to Song Xici, she never expected to say the word disappointment to him in this matter.

What a blow to a child when a mother disappoints her child.

Song Xici showed a bewildered face. He seemed to have lost his ability to think and speak in an instant, his breathing was blocked in his throat, and his face flushed after a while.

Tong Xiaoshan sighed, after all, she was still reluctant to criticize him so harshly, so she stroked his hairy head and explained: "I said it too seriously, Song Song, Xiaofeng has been missing for 16 years, and now he is back home, I must be uneasy in my heart, I didn't think about it before, it was thanks to you that I realized how much I owed him to him before."

Song Xici lowered his head and listened silently. He was completely at a loss in his heart now. He didn't know what he should do to take care of both Huo Chengfeng and Deng Hantong. I can't believe Huo Chengfeng.

As long as one of the two conditions is resolved, there will be no more contradictions between the two.

Seeing that he still didn't speak, Tong Xiaoshan frowned, "Song Song, do you think that what my mother did was wrong and shouldn't tell the Deng family about it? Xiaofeng doesn't have a Song surname, and he doesn't even have the Song family's household registration. , if we don't protect him, how can he gain a foothold?"

Because the two were talking, Uncle Dong's car drove very slowly, and when they drove home, Huo Chengfeng, who was supposed to be picked up by Uncle Dong, was already at the door.

His cheeks were still swollen, but he didn't care at all. He smiled and waved to them at the door, and even asked Song Xici, "Xiaoci, how is Deng Hantong?"

"You, you still have the mood to care about others. Look at your face, it's as swollen as a pig's head." Tong Xiaoshan was not very happy with Song Xici's reaction during the conversation just now, so she didn't give them a chance to speak alone, and directly Huo Chengfeng pulled closer to the room.

Song Xici had no choice but to swallow the words, and followed silently into the room.

Tong Xiaoshan took great care of Huo Chengfeng, took ice cubes from the refrigerator, sighed, and rubbed him on his face.

Song Xici stood in the porch and watched. He felt that it was only natural for Tong Xiaoshan to be so kind to Huo Chengfeng, but he couldn't help but feel sad. Obviously, Tong Xiaoshan had treated him like this in the past. Why did these things change completely because of such a small incident.

"Master, the mango milkshake you like, my wife ordered me to make it early in the morning. I just made it. Come and have a drink." Aunt Han greeted him at the door of the kitchen, "What are you doing standing there?"

Aunt Han's question startled Tong Xiaoshan, her face changed, but she still didn't speak, Huo Chengfeng saw Song Xici coming out of the kitchen with a milkshake out of the corner of his eye, and said, "Mom, don't be angry with Xiaoci, As soon as something happened today, Xiao Ci immediately bought me some ointment, and he didn't even go to see Deng Hantong, he didn't actually favor Deng Hantong."

"You." Tong Xiaoshan sighed, both relieved and helpless, "You haven't been by my side for more than ten years, it's the Huo family's fault that our mother and child are separated like this, you can be more willful. But Song Song is not wrong, he is a victim just like you."

Huo Chengfeng smiled, raised his head and met Song Xici's gaze, and blinked mischievously.

Song Xici's heart warmed, and he knew that it was the most appropriate time to apologize, so he put down the milkshake in his hand, went into the living room and took Tong Xiaoshan's hand, "Mom, I'm sorry, I didn't handle it well today, which caused the little girl Feng and Deng Hanyi had a conflict."

"It's okay, mom doesn't blame you, you're still young, it's good to know what's light and what's heavy when you become sensible in the future, and you will support each other with Xiaofeng in the future, you know?" Tong Xiaoshan also took Song Xici's hand, and sighed: " I raised you up, I know your temper, today is my mother's unscrupulous words, can you forgive my mother?"

"I've never blamed my mother, it's all my fault." Song Xici rubbed his red nose, his skin was too fair, and a little bit of emotion was easy to show on his face. After a while, his eyes were all red.

The family reconciled as before, Tong Xiaoshan was happy, and personally cooked two bowls of egg noodles for Song Xici and Huo Chengfeng for supper. Huo Chengfeng had a good appetite and ate all of Hulu Hulu, but Song Xici couldn't eat half of it Huo Chengfeng didn't seem to be full, he stuffed Song Xici's remaining noodles into his mouth.

Tong Xiaoshan was a little shocked when she saw it, and she didn't usually see Huo Chengfeng eating so much, "Aren't you full? Mom will give you another bowl."

"I'm full, I'm full." Huo Chengfeng patted his swollen stomach, "I can't hold it any longer, my stomach is going to explode."

"Don't eat if you can't eat it, who told you to eat all of Song Song's," Tong Xiaoshan scolded, "Don't you know you're full?"

Huo Chengfeng scratched his head in embarrassment, "Mom made it with her own hands, I don't want to throw it away, what a waste."

This sentence contains too much information, there is cherishment and suffering, cherish Tong Xiaoshan's heart, and the suffering of not having enough food and clothing in the past.

"Don't do this again next time, your body is important, you understand?" Tong Xiaoshan lowered her tone, as if she was afraid of reminding Huo Chengfeng of the past.

"I got it, Mom." Huo Chengfeng patted his stomach, "It's good, Xiaoci, let's go for a walk in the yard?"

"Okay." Song Xici agreed, and subconsciously stretched out his hand to help Huo Chengfeng, but after a while, remembering that Huo Chengfeng didn't hurt his leg, he took his hand back angrily.

Of course Huo Chengfeng was aware of his reaction, but he didn't seem to care, and took the initiative to hold Song Xici, "Let's go, it's good."

Seeing the two of them enjoying themselves happily, Tong Xiaoshan packed up the dishes and went into the kitchen with satisfaction.

The gate of Song’s house doesn’t look like anything special, the iron fence gate, some flowers and a few pieces of grass, the area is not big, but the backyard is unique, a large piece of grass is connected to a crescent-shaped forest, the grass There are stone paths in between, and there are gazebos and artificial lakes near the woods. There are a few fat koi in the lake, showing their faces and blowing bubbles on the lake from time to time.

There was a cool breeze in the backyard, Song Xici took a deep breath and let out a heavy breath, turned his head, but saw Huo Chengfeng looking at him with a smile, and asked, "How is it, have you let out all the depression in your heart?"

Song Xici lay down on the grass, with his hands on his head, his eyes looking at the sky. There were no stars in the night sky of the city, and a few dark clouds were dotted on it, and the moon was like a tulle stained with dust, without light.

With such a scene, Song Xici felt extremely peaceful. He said, "Xiaofeng, thank you. If you weren't such a good person, I might not be as happy as I am now."

But if Huo Chengfeng didn't speak for him at this time but added insult to injury, he would never reconcile with Tong Xiaoshan so easily.

Huo Chengfeng also lay down, and after listening to Song Xici's words, he didn't answer, and Song Xici couldn't see his expression, after a while, Huo Chengfeng seemed to smile and said: "You are really more naive than I thought. "

Song Xici was lying on the bed and was about to fall asleep. He didn't hear him clearly when he was half asleep and half awake, so he asked in a daze, "What did you say?"

Huo Chengfeng: "It's nothing, go back to sleep when you're sleepy."

Everything seemed to be back to the past. In the morning, Uncle Dong sent Song Xici and Huo Chengfeng to the school. On the way, he met Deng Hantong, but she didn't look sideways, as if she had completely broken up with Song Xici.

Song Xici wanted to ask her if she was okay yesterday, but thinking of Tong Xiaoshan's disappointment, she slowed down, turned around, and followed Huo Chengfeng.

Cheng Xiuhe had already arrived at school, he was sleeping on the table as usual, Song Xici didn't look up when he came, and seemed to be indifferent to him.

Song Xici sighed and sat down on his seat. He pressed some grooves under his thumb. Looking carefully, he didn't know who had engraved the word "adopted son" on the table he had replaced.

He used to act in a high-profile way. Although he didn't intentionally offend anyone, there are many people who don't like him.

Song Xici didn't bother to get angry now, after the initial bout of anger, he had accepted the status quo, and he was an adopted son after all.

In the first class in the morning, Gao Yuting asked him to go to the office. As soon as he left his seat, someone whispered.

"Gaoda is too inhuman. After knowing that Song Xici is the adopted son, I often talk to him. It must be deliberately embarrassing him. After all, I didn't dare before. Now I have to save face."

"So what if he's an adopted son? I think Song Xici is a pretty good person."

"You women just want to see that he is good-looking. If he is not good-looking, what can you say!"

After Song Xici walked out of the classroom, he couldn't hear the voices of those people. He touched his face and sighed a little funny.

I don't know if it's really like what that person said, the girls speak for themselves just because they are good-looking. If this is true, it would be too sad.

Song Xici pushed open the door of Gao Yuting's office, and there were several other teachers inside, so she put down the pen in her hand and asked Song Xici to go out to talk with him.

Perhaps because she was too lazy to perfunctory, Gao Yuting straight to the point: "Have you discussed with your family about changing classes?"

"No, I don't plan to change classes." Song Xici showed an impatient expression, "Mr. Gao, whether I am an adopted son or not, is it really okay for you to treat a student like this?"

"Huh." Gao Yuting sighed, and said with an uneasy expression: "I knew you would think so, yes, I really don't care much about the people in the class, but look, can I manage it? I just want to I don’t want to put myself in it just because I’m messing around with food.”

"Why do you insist on me changing classes? Are you afraid that I will cause trouble for you?" Song Xici asked sharply.

Gao Yuting was stunned for a moment, and even admitted, "There is indeed a reason, but it's more because of you."

She looked at Song Xici, "Most of the people in the class used to tolerate you based on the fact that you belong to the Song family. Of course, if you are a favored adopted son, you will also be tolerated."

"But Song Xici, the last time your desk was engraved, people from other classes deliberately came to trouble you. I called the Song family, but no one came..."

"You called my family?" Song Xici asked back, how is it possible, knowing that he has been wronged, how could it be possible that his mother and eldest brother did not respond.

Gao Yuting nodded firmly, "I did."