Eighties Sweetheart Wife

My aunt only has eyes for her natal family, and she often gives food and money from home to her natal mother and younger brother.

Mrs. Song knew, but there was nothing she could do.

If I talk about her, my aunt will immediately turn against her and cry for a divorce.

She also scolded the old Song family for being ungrateful. She and Song Nian's jobs were all found by her mother, saying that the old Song family wanted to burn down the bridge.

"Sister, I heard Huzi say that as long as his grandma's cousin wants his things, my aunt will give them to him and leave none of them to Huzi. It's hard for Huzi to cry."

"Is that really the case?"

My brother-in-law has only one son, whose nickname is Huzi.

Now in elementary school.

Song Yunuan was also a little unsure. She and her brother were both hungry.

If my aunt doesn't give me food, I might as well take my grandfather's carriage back to the village.

At this time, Sun Jinrong did not know that Song Yunuan and Song Mingsheng were waiting for her and her husband to go home and cook outside the lumber factory gate.

Something was delivered to the factory this afternoon.

Five pounds of noodles and one pound of meat.

And two pairs of gloves.

This is what she and her husband put together.

Can't help but think of my mother and brother.

Two days ago, my eldest nephew said he wanted to eat noodles, but he didn't expect that the factory would give him some noodles today. Sun Jinrong thought about it and decided to send all these things to his parents' family.

There are also two pairs of gloves, just one pair for each of my brother and sister-in-law.

When Sun Jinrong thought about taking things back and having her mother praise her, she felt particularly accomplished.

You look down on me, but am I not the most filial person?

In other words, in ordinary families, the less valued the child is, the more filial he is.

They just want to prove that their parents were wrong.

Song Yunuan waited for more than half an hour and saw her aunt Sun Jinrong walking out of the factory with a head full of sawdust and holding a bag of things.

The moment he saw the two siblings standing not far away, Sun Jinrong's face suddenly sank.

When did these two debt collectors come?

It's really annoying to be waiting at the gate.

I couldn't help but hug the things in my arms tightly. Did you know that the factory was distributing things today and was waiting at the door specially?

How shameless.

This is for my younger brother and eldest nephew, but they don't have a share.

Sun Jinrong looked back and saw that her husband Song Nian had not come out yet.

No matter it, pretend not to see it, and send the things back to her parents' house first.

Just as he was about to turn around, the next moment he heard a thin girl's voice ringing in his ears.

[My aunt is really a good daughter of the Sun family. Whenever there is delicious food at home, she wants to give it to her parents' family. But she doesn't know that she is not the biological daughter of the Sun family. Mrs. Sun is a kidnapper. No. The only clue to know where my aunt was abducted is the longevity lock around her neck. 】

Sun Jinrong stared blankly at Song Yunuan and Song Mingsheng not far away.

Who said this?

Also called her aunt.

Then there was only Song Yunuan who was sent back.

But she didn't open her mouth.

And what was she talking about?

What kind of kidnapper, what kind of longevity lock is there if you are not your biological child?

Sun Jinrong's heart was pounding.

A layer of cold sweat broke out on my back.

Even at this moment, I feel out of breath.

The sound continues.

[Old Mrs. Sun encourages her aunt and uncle to divorce every day. She says she feels sorry for her daughter and her uncle to live a hard life. In fact, a fifty-year-old bachelor in Shanwa Village came to her and offered to buy a wife for 500 yuan. , those who can have children, those who have given birth to sons are better. Mrs. Sun received the deposit and was thinking about whether to cook rice for her aunt and the bachelor. Anyway, she is not her biological daughter. 】

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Sun Jinrong felt like the world was spinning.

But he couldn't move at all.

Yes, that's right, my mother-in-law is asking her to divorce Song Nian every day. Yesterday, she also said that as long as they divorce, she promises to find a better one.

But is this true?

Can't?

Sun Jinrong's mind was in turmoil.

If it’s fake, it must be fake.

[My aunt is so stupid. Not only does she live frugally, but she also takes food and drink from my breast. It would be fine if she gave it to her biological mother. But not only is she not her biological mother, she is also her enemy. 】

[Maybe my aunt will never know who her biological parents are until she dies. 】

[Old Mrs. Sun cried poor in front of her. In fact, she was very rich. There were more than 30 small yellow croakers under the kang hole at home, as well as gold rings and bracelets, not to mention she had thousands of dollars in cash. The old lady lived a happy life in the name of exploiting her aunt. 】

Sun Jinrong's face was as white as paper, and he staggered, but was supported by Song Nian who rushed over.

Song Nian didn't hear the front, but heard the back.

His face was equally ugly.

[It was indeed Mrs. Sun who found the jobs for the uncle and aunt, but she did it to lure the aunt into the city as a shield to live a good life, while exploiting her. To put it bluntly, the aunt is a big enemy! 】

Sun Jinrong's voice trembled: "Song Nian, this...Xiao Nuan...!!!"

She was horrified to find that she couldn't say the next words.

Song Nian lowered his voice: "...we just got married, and the one I told you about the Song family..."

This scene fell in the eyes of the two siblings not far away, that is, the aunt really did not welcome them.

Song Mingsheng touched his stomach. Maltose did not satisfy his hunger. He felt that his stomach was getting more and more flat, and tears suddenly filled his eyes.

Little crybaby!

No matter how thick-skinned Song Yunuan was, she couldn't wait for anyone anymore.

He simply took his little brother's hand and said, "Let's go to the fertilizer factory to find grandpa."

Asheng: "What if grandpa returns to the village?"

Song Yunuan was penniless: "How about we shamelessly stay?"

"I heard from my grandma that one time when my eldest brother came over, my aunt lied to him and said that there was not a grain of rice in the house. Later, my uncle went out and borrowed a bowl of cornmeal for dinner..."

Okay, Iron Rooster is real.

Humph, Mrs. Sun will trick her to death.

[My aunt was sold to Shanwa Village. It was her own fault and she deserved it. But Huzi was innocent. Eight-year-old Huzi had his hands and legs broken by Mrs. Sun and his voice was hoarse. He asked Sun Dazhuang to lead him with the puppy. Still begging for food on the streets. 】

Thinking of this, Song Yunuan narrowed her eyes.

In the book, the sister-in-law was poisoned and her voice became mute. Could it be Mrs. Sun who did it?

This person is a deceitful villain in society, and he must have a mess of medicines in his hands.

Sun Jinrong, who was still digesting it over there, wanted to explode on the spot.

Is this really the predicted future?

Then she will kill the old lady!

Sun Jinrong looked so ferocious that Song Yunuan uneasily held her brother's hand and whispered, "Let's go back to the village."

Ah Sheng said with a bitter face: "Why go back?"

"Walk back."

"Sister, I can't walk."

"I'll carry you."

"Sister, let's go to the police station and let the police officer take us home."

Song Yunuan thought about it for a while, and it worked.

No need to buy a ticket.

At this time, Sun Jinrong ignored Song Nian's dissuasion and insisted on going back to take a look.

Song Nian's heart was trembling. Huzi was his son. Knowing that he was in such a miserable state was ten thousand times more painful than knowing that he was dead!

Even if it didn't happen, he wouldn't let the Sun mother and son go!

It’s probably time to start the PK. I’ve been updating twice in the past few days. I would like to thank you very much for your favorites and comments from the treasurers in the bookstore~~