Chapter 3 She won’t let her daughter lose
"Bang!"
Song Huanyu threw the gold bracelet on the table and snorted coldly: "It's just a broken bracelet. Do you really think that grandma cares about it?"
Liu Lijuan also said: "Who knows if things with unknown origins can be cleaned. Mom, if you really put it on, you might get bad luck!"
"Sister-in-law, what do you mean by this?" Song Qi originally thought that today was his mother's birthday and kept silent, but Liu Lijuan suddenly said that the bracelet his daughter bought was of unknown origin and unclean, and he couldn't sit still anymore.
Although he didn't know where his daughter got the money to buy such expensive things, especially for an old lady, he didn't allow others to slander his daughter like this.
Liu Lijuan snorted lightly, not feeling that she was going too far at all. Instead, she said contemptuously: "Third brother, how much money do you have left after deducting daily expenses from your monthly salary? Your daughter has just graduated from college and has no job. Where did you come from? Money to buy such an expensive bracelet for mom?”
"I..."
Song Qi blushed and wanted to defend his daughter, but Song You'an just gently pulled his father's hand and showed him a smile that he didn't care about at all.
How can there be any explanation for this kind of desire to inflict sin? Falling into the trap of self-evidence is the way to fool others!
So Song You'an ignored Liu Lijuan at all, and just looked at the old man with a slightly teasing tone: "Grandpa, why don't you speak? I feel very normal right now. Isn't it too special? You are really average. ! ”
The old man also felt a little embarrassed when Song Youan said something to his face, so he symbolically said to Liu Lijuan: "You too, what are you talking about."
It was neither painful nor itchy, Liu Lijuan just curled her lips and didn't take it to heart at all.
Song Youan wasn't angry at all, she even felt like laughing.
His eyes fell on the gold bracelet lying on the dining table. The old lady had no intention of picking it up again. Song Youan turned the turntable and turned the gold bracelet back.
Picking it up and putting it away, he said: "Okay, since grandma doesn't want it, I'll put it away. Originally, I didn't buy this bracelet as a gift today, let alone to make myself look fat."
She glanced at everyone with an indifferent look and continued: "I bought it just to stop your mouths. I want my dad to have a solid and quiet meal on such an occasion!"
"But your mouth is so mean, even a thirty-eight thousand bracelet can't stop it!" She looked at the two elders sitting in the main seat: "Grandpa and grandma, I really can't understand, my dad is really your Are they biological? ”
"Or is he the orphan of your enemy? So let him suffer ridicule and contempt from the so-called family again and again in this so-called family occasion."
"My dad is your food to go with the wine? Can't you eat without being sarcastic? Then what will you do when my dad is not around? Instead of eating, just drink the northwest wind?"
Song You'an couldn't help but laugh when she said this. She had endured it for as long as she could remember, and she had had enough.
"Let me see, don't call us any more during new year's celebrations, weddings and funerals. Anyway, in the eyes of grandparents, it's enough to have the eldest uncle and the second uncle. For the eldest uncle and the second uncle's family, we are not on the stage. Poor relative.”
After saying these words in one breath, Song Youan stood up directly: "Let's go, dad, anyway, you have played your role today."
Everyone looked at Song Qi subconsciously. The Song family knew his character very well. On such an important occasion today, it was impossible for him to leave without the old lady.
But they all thought wrong. Song Qi's bottom line has always been his daughter, and everything his daughter did today and what she just said was all for him.
He won't let his daughter lose!
So he stood up without saying a word and left with Song You'an.
"Third brother, if you just leave today, don't come back again!" The old lady suddenly slapped the table angrily.
The two people who had already reached the door paused. It was already at this time. The only one the old lady wanted to keep was her son, and she completely ignored Song You'an, her granddaughter.
Or maybe she had no intention of retaining anyone, but just felt that she couldn't keep her face anymore. "Let's go, You'an." Song Qi didn't look back, he opened the box door and strode out.
Song You'an looked at her father's back and smiled. She picked up the cake that had been put aside when she entered the door. She turned around and said, "I took out the cake and threw it away. It was wasted for you to eat."
Then he turned around and left the scene gracefully.
The moment the box door closed, the angry voices of the old lady and the old man erupted inside, falling on Song You'an's ears, making her feel physically and mentally comfortable.
"Dad."
After catching up with his father, Song Youan gave him a thumbs up. After so many years, his father finally became tougher.
Song Qi actually felt very complicated now, but he did not regret today's decision. He looked at his daughter and said softly: "It's Dad's fault. Dad made you feel wronged."
"Don't say that, Dad, we are both right." Song You'an hugged her father's arm distressedly, swaying like a little girl and said, "You looked so handsome when you just opened the door and left without looking back!"
Song Qi smiled and reached out to help his daughter carry the cake: "What do you want to eat? Dad will take you to eat!"
"I want to eat the braised noodles made by dad, braised green pepper, eggplant and shredded pork!" Song Youan said.
"Then let's go home and dad will cook it for you!"
The next day, Song Youan went to the mall to return the gold bracelet, then found a good costume shop to have it re-styled, and finally went to a cake shop to buy ten small cakes.
This time she learned the lesson wisely. Not only did she reduce the quantity by half, but she also bought the ones that are difficult to digest.
And she has also thought about whether she can lower the price, or she should aim to sell out the cakes. After all, the first priority now is to open up the market, and she will not be so lucky every time to meet such generous customers as yesterday.
Back at the villa, Song Youan once again came to Dazhao through the attic.
It was still the same location where the stall was set up yesterday, and the location was inconspicuous, but she chose this place because there was a lush willow tree nearby for shade!
Unexpectedly, just as she was about to start today's practice, someone was already waiting here.
"Are you the girl selling cakes?"
The person in front of her was wearing a long dress with a complicated brocade daffodil pattern, and the hem of the dress gently brushed against the delicate frost-like gold silk shoes. A thin moiré belt is tied around the waist, outlining her slim figure.
There is a golden hairpin in Liuyun's bun, and the pearly light shimmers, covering her eyes that are shining with hope.
With just one glance at this typical temperament and dress of a noble lady from a noble family in Dazhao, three words flashed in Song You'an's mind: Rich!
"It's me." Song You'an nodded gently and assumed a calm posture.
Li Chuyou said in a gentle tone: "I thought the girl wouldn't come today. I wonder how many cakes she brought? I want them all."
Song Youan:! ! !
(End of chapter)