Surprise! The rough husband is the hidden boss of the period literature

Chapter 141 Don’t Use My Dad to Trickery

Xu Qinghuan sat there without moving. The only impression she had of Song Wanlin from her original body's memories was from her photos. After all, there was a certain gap between photos and people.

If Erya hadn't told her in advance, she might not have been able to connect the real person with the photo when she saw Song Wanlin.

In summary, neither she nor her original body should know Song Wanlin.

Song Wanlin left her when her original body was three years old, and has never visited her in the fourteen years since then. She even deliberately avoided Xu Qinghuan, a woman from a previous marriage, as if Xu Qinghuan was a mark of shame in her life.

She withdrew her gaze indifferently and ate the rice in the bowl calmly. However, the moment Lu Nianying saw Song Wanlin, her eyes turned red, she shouted "Mom", and rushed towards Song Wanlin.

"Mom, you finally come to see me!" Lu Nianying spoke loudly, afraid that Xu Qinghuan couldn't hear her.

Song Wanlin held her in his arms and patted her gently. A gentle and generous smile hung on her face with appropriate makeup. She wore a short-sleeved shirt and a pair of imported round-toed leather shoes under her skirt. A small leather bag was slung over her arm, and she looked like a real lady.

Nowadays, those who can afford a car are not ordinary people.

Dong Xinmin and Jiang Baohua hurried over. Liao Yongqiang came with Song Wanlin this time, so he explained his purpose to them.
"Comrade Song heard that my daughter was engaged and came to see her. Even though marriage is a big deal these days and people advocate freedom of marriage, she still has to consult with her family. You can't have a mother-in-law who doesn't even recognize her new son-in-law!"

Dong Xinmin took two steps back and handed the home court to Jiang Baohua.

It was obvious at first glance that the comrade who came was not an ordinary person, so he didn't want to get involved.

Jiang Baohua cursed Dong Xinmin in his heart as a cunning old fox, but laughed as he said, "You must have misunderstood. The one who got engaged to my nephew today is another educated youth, not Lu."

Liao Yongqiang's eyes darkened as he said, "Comrade Song also has a daughter named Xu Qinghuan. If it's this educated young man Xu who's getting engaged today, then it's not a misunderstanding."

Dong Xinmin hurriedly said, "It's Xu Zhiqing, it's Xu Zhiqing. Please come this way. If you have anything to say, you can speak in front of our members."

He was not afraid of the height of the stage when watching a play, and was happy to save Jiang Baohua's face on such an occasion, "Xu Zhiqing, your mother is here to see you, come over and talk!"

The banquet was over and the members were preparing to go back in twos and threes. When they heard this, they all stopped where they were and waited to eat the melon.

Xu Qinghuan was still eating with the bowl in her hand. Jiang Xingye looked at her nervously, and Qiao Xinyu and others were also worried about her.

It was Li Shouzhi and his wife who stood up first and walked towards Song Wanlin. They looked her up and down with complicated eyes, but inevitably full of contempt.

In today's new society, there is no such thing as asking someone to remain faithful to their husband, but it is still quite disgusting that a woman abandons her daughter and marries her husband's comrade-in-arms less than three months after his death.

When Xu Qinghuan came over, the more Zhang Meifeng saw her calm expression, the more distressed she felt.

"Excuse me, ma'am, who are you? You say you are my mother right away. Isn't that polite?" Xu Qinghuan squinted at Song Wanlin.

Song Wanlin's heart trembled. She had rehearsed countless scenes of mother and daughter meeting in her mind, but she had never thought of the current scene.

A seventeen-year-old girl's mother, whom she hadn't seen for fourteen years, came to visit her. Shouldn't she be moved and cry with her mother in her arms out of grievance?

How dare she deny herself!

Song Wanlin was immediately furious, her eyebrows raised and her face darkened. If her original beauty was rated at ten points, it was now only about six or seven points.

But in Xu Qinghuan's eyes, she was just like a clown.

Jiang Chengxu squeezed in, "Qinghuan, Aunt Song is your mother!" In the previous life, although Song Wanlin did not contribute much to Xu Qinghuan's career, the Lu family had an extraordinary status in Yan City. If they could make good use of it in this life, wouldn't their future be smoother?

Song Wanlin smiled and said to Jiang Chengxu, "Chengxu, I didn't expect that after all these years, you still remember your aunt!"

Jiang Chengxu's face flushed with excitement. "Aunt Song, no matter how many years have passed, I still remember you. You are still so young, you haven't changed at all."

Song Wanlin smiled and nodded, his eyes full of admiration for the young man.

She turned to look at Xu Qinghuan, "Huanhuan, come to mommy!"

This made Xu Qinghuan sick. She looked at Song Wanlin with a cold gaze, "My mom is dead, who are you acting for?"

Song Wanlin had a hurt expression on her face, "Huanhuan, although you've grown up away from your mother, I've never lacked love and care for you. I'll entrust your second uncle's family to take care of you, and I'll give you 25 yuan a month in child support.

You can hate your mother, but you can't deny her!"

Twenty-five dollars a month! The members were all shocked.

Looking at the way this woman is dressed, no one would doubt the truthfulness of her words.

Xu Qinghuan frowned, "The grudge between you and the Xu family has nothing to do with me, and whether you give them money or not has nothing to do with me.

I have a father. Although he died, the government gave me support. Can't the 1,800 yuan my father earned with his life raise me?"

This is also the reason why she did not take action against the Xu family. As a grown-up, she must have spent money on food, clothing, housing and transportation.

She raised her chin and said, "Besides, I don't know you. What evidence do you have to prove that you are my mother?"

Song Wanlin's eyes were filled with tears. Hatred was hidden in her eyes as she looked at Li Shouzhi and his wife, but she looked like a mother who was not recognized by her daughter. She cried, "Brother Li, Sister Zhang, please, can you tell Huanhuan that I am her mother?"

Li Shouzhi shook his head. "Sorry, I don't really recognize you anymore!"

Song Wanlin was struck by lightning, covering her heart with her hands, looking heartbroken. Zhang Meifeng felt like she had a heart attack. She had always disliked Song Wanlin's weird look. She was good at charming men, but that was definitely not the behavior of a decent woman.

But it must be said that in any era, decent women are the ones who suffer the most.

Zhang Meifeng pulled Li Shouzhi behind her, fearing that her man would be bewitched and infatuated. She said coldly, "Who are you? You're trying to claim kinship and become someone's mother as soon as you meet me. Are you trying to scam me?"

Song Wanlin cried, "I know you all look down on me for remarrying, but Huanhuan's father died and his body has never been found. I was helpless at the time. I couldn't even survive, let alone take care of the children.

I tried to commit suicide several times, but it was my current man who saved me. I had no choice but to marry him. Huanhuan, can you forgive me? I really can't live with you like this!

She sobbed uncontrollably, and some sympathetic people started crying too.

Xu Qinghuan watched her act quietly, and only spoke again when she could no longer cry, "A person who truly wants to die would not have tried several times without success, and would have waited every time to be rescued.

I repeat, I don't know you. My father is no longer with us. I ask you to respect the martyrs and not use my father to deceive people!"

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