mtl008 Chapter 431 Trembling
Chapter 431 Trembling
"Oh ho, she's even learned to talk back now! God, open your eyes and look at me! Why is my life so miserable? My only son was killed by this cursed star. I kindly raised them, but who knew that my daughter-in-law would turn against her mother-in-law! Everyone, come and see, and judge for yourselves!"
The old woman was wailing and screaming, but of course no one came over. This family was always arguing, and the daughter-in-law was too weak to stand up straight, with a big belly. Nobody wanted to get involved in the mess.
"Mother, Mother, I didn't!" Tingnan covered her swollen cheeks, looked at her two trembling daughters beside her, and burst into tears. When will this end?
"What are you trying to argue about? It's just doing some housework. You don't earn a single penny, and you have three mouths to feed. If it weren't for the fact that you're carrying my brother's posthumous child, your mother would have kicked you out long ago..."
"You...you've gone too far..."
"What, you've gone too far? My daughter wasn't wrong, you're almost eight months pregnant, are you sure you don't want it? Humph, if it's not a grandson, you can still get out of here!"
Song Tingnan, watching from the side, was furious: "Go away, go away! Why do we have to suffer like this? Hurry up and leave this hellish place. Go back to your parents' home first. There are four Song brothers there, all of them tall and strong. Why should we be afraid of this old witch?"
Divorce, divorce, we must get a divorce. We'll raise the children ourselves.
Your third brother, Song Mingli, is a lawyer; have him handle your legal matters. After the child is born, have your parents hire someone to take care of it; the family has money. Find a godfather and get a job in a factory…
The boy named 'Tingnan' seemed to have heard something. He turned around and looked around, searching, wondering to himself: Are my parents still alive? Are my brothers Song Mingxiang and Song Mingli? Who is my godfather? Can I get a job at the factory?
"Ah!" Song Tingnan heard her inner voice, but what was going on? The family she had worked so hard to gain was gone?
"Tingnan, Tingnan, what's wrong? You're sweating!"
Song Tingnan was shaken awake by Zheng Xiangqian. Looking at his worried face, she couldn't react for a long time.
She looked at her hands; her ten fingers were slender and fair, but the water was icy cold.
"Big brother, are you my big brother? How are my parents and brothers?"
"Ting Nan, what nonsense are you talking about? Of course I'm your older brother, your own older brother. Everyone at home is fine. Are you having a nightmare? You're sweating all over."
Am I dreaming? She looked out the window at the white clouds; the sky was very blue.
"Brother, after a woman in the family gets married, does she have to listen to her mother-in-law, work herself to the bone, and be blamed for not being able to give birth to a boy?"
"Who said that? What era are we living in? How can a top student like you ask me such a stupid question? I remember you, Rui Dong, once told me that the sex of a child is determined by the man, by some XY chromosome."
What's wrong with you? Is Zhibei's situation affecting you? Don't be afraid, everyone. We'll always support you. Tingnan, don't be scared. There's still hope for Zhibei's recovery. Let's just wait and see." Zheng Xiangqian looked at Tingnan in surprise. Why is she so fragile after just one night's sleep? This is so unusual.
"Cough cough, I'm fine. It's probably because I was worried about my sister." Song Tingnan didn't want her older brother to worry, so she used Zhibei as an excuse. Actually, the bead had been burning hot again.
“You don’t need to worry. Although Qingzhou is easily influenced and has some old-fashioned ideas, he is still very good to Zhibei and loves his two daughters very much. I have already talked to him, and he has agreed to have this one child, regardless of whether it is a boy or a girl.”
"That's good!" Song Tingnan adjusted her mindset; this bead was becoming increasingly likely to cause her emotional fluctuations.
Whether a man affects a woman's speed in drawing her sword, or whether they are simply envious of each other and not of immortals, depends on what kind of 'man' he is and whether he is worth it.
As soon as they got off the plane, Song Tingnan and his group were greeted by a line of soldiers.
As the gun salute rang in their ears, and the urn containing Zheng Yueqiang's ashes was covered with the national flag, they shouted in unison: "His blood was shed in a foreign land, but his loyal soul returns home. Welcome Comrade Zheng Yueqiang home! Salute!"
...Time passes silently, but the monument bears witness: Zheng Yueqiang's ashes have entered the martyrs' cemetery.