Song Ling looked away and saw that face that had lost her childishness and became more mature. She remembered! This was Zhang Lusheng, but why did he care about her so much?

This anxious look seems to have a good relationship this year.

"Brother Zhang?"

Zhang Lusheng looked at Song Ling and saw that there was a white cloth wrapped around her forehead. He knew he was injured at first glance. He forgot the occasion for a moment, rushed to her and asked, "What's wrong? Didn't you do it yesterday?"

"Brother Zhang, are you asking me?"

Song Ling blinked and looked at him with confusion.

Brother Zhang?

Zhang Lusheng was a little confused by this title. Haven’t Song Ling called him Brother Lusheng? Why are you calling him Brother Zhang now?

"you?"

"Brother Lu Sheng, my second sister is healed, she is healed. Although she was a little injured, she was a blessing in disguise. My second sister is healed."

Song Jiabao happily grabbed Zhang Lusheng's hand and kept shaking it.

Zhang Lusheng scratched his head and smiled dryly, "It's fine if it's fine, it's fine if it's fine." He was sincerely happy for Song Ling, and ignored Song Ling's differences for a while.

He turned around and ran away, ran to the gate of the yard and stopped again, "I'll go home first, it's fine!"

Zhang Lusheng ran out of the yard and jumped out in excitement, dancing with his hands and feet.

He himself didn't know what he was happy about?

Anyway, I am just happy, very happy!

Song Ling watched Zhang Lusheng leave, turned her head and looked at Song Nuan in confusion, and asked, "Sister, what's wrong with this guy, Brother Zhang?"

"Eat first, I'll tell you in detail later."

"Oh, OK."

The two sisters sat down.

Everyone enthusiastically served Song Ling and picked up food.

Song Ling looked at the people at this big table, and every smile on her face, she suddenly wanted to know every bit of what happened this year.

include……

That Zhang Lusheng.

Why do I and him seem to be very familiar with each other?

After dinner, Song Nuan went to see Gu Bufan. Song Ling followed Wen Yuechu sisters and listened excitedly as they told her about the past year.

Gu Bufan's condition stabilized, but there was no sign of waking up.

"Nannuan, don't worry! There will definitely be a solution. Look at A Ling, isn't it okay?" Wen Chongzheng heard her sigh and hurriedly comforted her.

Song Nuan looked up at him, curled her lips and smiled, "I'm fine! I won't be like I did the same as I did in the past few days, don't worry!"

"Well, I'll feel relieved if you do this."

"I'm sorry! I've made you worried."

"fine!"

That day, the house was very lively. The villagers heard that Song Ling was getting better and were injured again. They all came to visit with eggs or carrying eggs.

It shocked Song Ling.

Finally no one came again.

Song Ling patted her cheeks and rubbed her face.

On the side, Wen Yueru asked curiously: "Aling, what's wrong with you? Why are you hitting yourself?"

Song Ling shook her head, "I'm not hitting myself, but my face is going to be stiff. When everyone comes in, I have to greet each other with a smile, listen with a smile, answer with a smile, and see him with a smile. At the end of this day, the corners of my mouth hurt. Now it seems that I can only open this way, and I can't even close it."

"Puff..." Hearing this, Wen Yueru burst out laughing, "Aling, you are so cute."

Wen Yueru hugged her and whispered in her ear: "Aling, you woke up, it's so good! You don't know how uncomfortable your second sister-in-law felt during this year. She kept blaming herself and always felt that she had harmed you."

Song Ling listened, her eyes were hot.

"Sister Yueru, thank you! I know that you will definitely take care of me a lot in this year. I know that it is not easy for my elder sister, and I will treat her well in the future."

"Well, you will, I believe."

"Sister Yueru."

"Be good! Such a big man is not allowed to act spoiled."

"Hehe!" Song Ling smiled, and suddenly the smile on her face froze, and her body shivered. Wen Yueru noticed her strangeness and quickly let go of her and asked, "Aling, what's wrong with you? But what's wrong with you?"

Song Ling looked at the person standing next to Song Jiabao, her face turned pale.

"Second sister, don't be afraid!"

Song Jiabao rushed up and comforted her anxiously, "A lot of things have happened this year. Grandfather is no longer his former grandfather. You don't have to be afraid anymore."

Only then did Wen Yueru realize that it was Old Man Song who was here.

Their family stayed together, and Wen Yueru went out consciously.

Song Jiabao held Song Ling's hand tightly and found that she was still shaking violently. He quickly said, "Second sister, don't do this! Don't be afraid! If you don't want to see your grandfather, I'll let him go back first."

Song Ling's face was still pale and her lips were twitching, but she couldn't say another word.

Old Man Song looked at her and felt ache in his heart. He felt guilty. He couldn't help but burst into tears, "I... I'll go out first, child, don't be afraid! I'll leave immediately!"

After saying that, he turned around and ran out.

Song Jiabao turned his head and looked, opened his mouth, but did not keep him.

"Second sister, don't be afraid, don't be afraid!"

Old Man Song ran out of the yard in one breath and headed straight to the ancestral grave mountain.

He sat in front of Song Laoer's grave and cried loudly: "Didn't mean you, Dad, I'm sorry for you, Dad, I'm sorry for you! It's all my fault for the child to become like this. Dad was fooled by lard before and couldn't tell the difference. Dad will die in the future and will not be ashamed to see you when he arrives in the underworld."

Old man Song kept crying.

When he thought of Song Ling seeing him, he was afraid of being like that, and he regretted it as if a knife was being stolen. He regretted it and hated himself.

He deserves to die!

However, he cannot die now, he wants to compensate those children alive.

Old Man Song cried in the ancestral grave until it was dark, and then he went home. The next morning, he grabbed a chicken and went to Zhang Ziqiang's house with a basket of eggs.

"Village Chief, please help me bring these to A Ling. I won't go there anymore, so that the children will be scared when they see me."

Zhang Ziqiang looked at the thing on the ground, sighed, and said, "Uncle Song, you should go by yourself. If you go a few more times, let her know your sincerity, the relationship will naturally be eased."

Old Man Song shook his head, "No! I won't go! It doesn't matter whether I ease it or not. I have done so many wrong things, and I dare not ask the children to forgive me. I just do my best to my heart. Village chief, please help me with me."

After saying that, he turned around and left quickly.

Wang came out of the kitchen, looked at Old Man Song's back, and said with emotion: "I really didn't expect that one day Uncle Song would get better."

"What's the use of this old man now knowing that he's wrong?"

Mr. Zhang came out of the main hall, and he saw that Old Man Song came, so he went into the main hall to avoid him. Thinking about what Old Man Song had done, Mr. Zhang was still angry.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Ziqiang said helplessly: "Dad, you often say that it is not too late to correct your mistakes. What's wrong now? Uncle Song knew that his mistakes were better. You are unhappy? Do you want him to continue to break things?"

"Stay bad?" Mr. Zhang snorted coldly, "You must also have the ability to be bad? Look at his descendants? Look at the family at the entrance of the village. If you have done too much morals, what kind of retribution is it now?"

"Don't talk about others after they're talking. Dad, this is what you taught me."

"You old boy mean to go against me?"

This book was first published by Xiaoxiang Academy, please do not reprint it!
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