Old Mrs. Song is reborn; get out of here, you scumbag husband and illegitimate child!

Everyone went inside.

The house is spacious and bright.

Song Ersao pulled Yulu's hand and sat her down on the sofa: "Mom isn't going back to our hometown. Mom will stay here with you."

Song Yulu grasped her mother's hand tightly. "Mom, you're not used to life here. Let's go back to our hometown."

She turned her head and looked at Song Tian, ​​who was sitting on a single sofa.

"Brother." Song Yulu's voice was slightly hoarse.

"What's wrong?" Song Tian put down his water glass.

Will Cai Youde's leg get better?

Song Ersao looked at her daughter nervously.

Yu Lu has been quiet at the hospital these past few days, and this is the first time she has brought up that person on her own initiative.

"What do you want to do?" Song Yang walked in from the balcony.

Song Yulu gripped the hem of her clothes tightly: "He ruined my life, preventing me from ever being a mother. Why do the two of them live so comfortably?"

She raised her head and looked directly at Song Tian.

"Brother, I'll never be able to let go of this until I get revenge. The premise for me to be able to take it all and let it go is that they're living a worse life than me."

Song Tian looked at his younger sister.

"His leg is beyond repair. There are some aftereffects; he'll walk with a limp. It's bad luck for this person to leave you."

He'll never get any more projects, and getting beaten up or having his leg broken is commonplace if he offends someone. Unless he goes back to his hometown to farm or leaves this place altogether.

Song Yulu stared at the water glass in her hand for a while.

"Then I'll wait and see." She picked up her glass and finished the water. Her shoulders, which had been tense for so many days, finally slowly relaxed.

Song Yulu placed the empty cup on the coffee table and turned to look at Song Xianglan.

"Third Aunt".

"Yes," Song Xianglan replied.

"I want to start over." Song Yulu gripped her wrist. "Can I go to Hong Kong Island to study design? If I go, the company might need to hire more designers."

Song Xianglan smiled as she looked at the sparks that had rekindled in her niece's eyes.

"Why go to Hong Kong Island?" Song Xianglan waved her hand dismissively. "If you're going to go, go to Milan. Besides, you need to further your studies in design; what you learned in New Town before wasn't enough for you. Luckily, you have the talent to design those beautiful clothes."

"Milan?" Song Yulu was taken aback.

Everyone in the design field knows about Milan and wants to go there to learn.

"right."

Song Xianglan stood up, walked to the window, and opened it to let the cold wind in.

"The world's best fashion designers are all there. We Song family either don't do it at all, or we do something big."

"If you don't speak the language, just learn it. Don't worry about the money; your brothers can afford it. Our company can also sponsor your further education."

Song Yulu's eyes were red.

"Hold it back." Song Xianglan turned around and said with a stern face:

"What's the big deal about a woman not having children? She has her own money and can do whatever she wants. You've become a top designer, and plenty of people will be beholden to you."

"Yes." Song Yulu nodded emphatically.

Song Tian: "Good boy, your brother will support your studies and further education."

Song Ersao listened from the side and kept wiping away tears.

Seeing that there was hope for jade dew, the weight that had been hanging over my heart finally lifted.

Yang Liu couldn't bear to see this scene; it made her feel suffocated. "I'm going to buy groceries. We'll have a proper meal at home tonight."

Shen Huijun also got up.

"Sister Yangliu, I'll go grocery shopping with you."

The two left.

Sister-in-law Song pulled Song Xianglan outside and spoke in a low voice.

"Third Sister, tell me the truth." Second Sister Song's hands were trembling. "Cong Ying knows so many capable doctors in Shanghai and Beijing, but can't she find a single one who can cure Yu Lu?"

Before my second son went home, he left a message saying that we had saved up a lot of money for our retirement. Now we're taking it all out. Could you ask Congying to pull some strings again?

Song Xianglan shook her head as she looked at Song Ersao's bloodshot eyes.

As a mother, everything I do is for my child.

"Second sister-in-law, wake up." Song Xianglan said seriously, "Cong Ying knows people, but she is not a celestial being. Doctors in the capital are also mortals. There is no magic pill to cure Yu Lu."

Song Ersao's eyes instantly reddened, she raised her hand to cover her face, and her shoulders trembled uncontrollably.

A deep sense of powerlessness welled up in Song Xianglan's chest.

Actually, she had been telling herself lately that women can live their lives without having children, and that not being burdened by family makes life easier.

But she knew Jade Dew too well.

This niece has loved children since she was little. In the past, Yulu could patiently coax the little brats in the neighborhood for a long time.

The fact that she couldn't be a mother was a serious matter for Yulu.

"Look ahead, keep moving forward." Song Xianglan patted Song Ersao's arm. "Yulu has no children to hold her back. She'll be able to make a name for herself abroad. Don't cry all the time, or you'll ruin her spirit."

Sister-in-law Song choked up, "But what can she do without children? She could have been a happy mother."

"It's all my fault. I shouldn't have agreed to let Yulu marry Cai Youde back then. And your second brother too, why did I say he was honest... that matchmaker just couldn't stand our family..."

Song Xianglan rolled her eyes. "Why blame the matchmaker? We did a background check too."

Song Tian was peeling a pomelo on the sofa in the living room.

Song Yulu leaned against the corner of the sofa, holding a cup of hot water in her hand, staring blankly at the coffee table.

Song Tian handed her the peeled pomelo.

"Yu Lu," Song Tian suddenly spoke up, "If we don't want to have another child, so be it. It's no big deal. At worst, either Song Yang or I will have an extra child, and you can adopt it."

Song Yulu looked up at him.

"You should raise him as your own," Song Tian said vaguely. "We can afford the fine for having more children than allowed. Otherwise, I'll find someone to get him Hong Kong or Macau residency, which will save us the fine, and he can receive a better education."

Song Yulu's face instantly darkened.

"Brother, are you crazy? What right do you have to make decisions for my sister-in-law? She already has a child, why should she suffer like this? You are not allowed to coerce or bribe her."

Song Tian was amused by the retort.

"How could I dare to bully your sister-in-law?"

"Your sister-in-law is too busy taking care of the children at home, so she specifically asked me to bring this up with you. She said herself that her nephew and niece will take care of you in your old age, and she is also willing to have a child and give it to you to adopt."

Song Yulu stood frozen in place.

"I have no intention of coercing or bribing you." Song Tian leaned back on the sofa. "You two are closer than blood sisters. She cares about you from the bottom of her heart, afraid that you'll be lonely when you get old."

Song Yulu's eyes stung with tears.

Tears welled up in her eyes.

Her family members are all trying their best to keep her close, treating her like a treasure.

If she continues to torment herself over whether or not to have children, she's being too selfish.

We can't let our parents worry about us every day as they get old.

Song Yulu blinked hard, forcing back her tears.

She waved to Song Ersao, who came out of the kitchen.

"Mom," Song Yulu's tone was much lighter, "you've been in the new city these past few days, just keeping me company at the hospital. Tomorrow I'll take you out for a good look around."

Sister-in-law Song quickly came over.

"Where should we go?"

"Let's go see the sea," Song Yulu said, taking her mother's arm. "And let's also see the botanical garden in the new city, and the temples, and wander around."

Sister-in-law Song waved her hands repeatedly.

"I'm not going to see the sea." Sister-in-law Song said with a look of disgust. "There's plenty of sea in our hometown. I smell that fishy smell every day, and the sea breeze is giving me a headache."

The botanical garden is just a bunch of flowers and plants. Back home, there are plenty of those in the mountains and fields. They're not even as pretty as vegetable seedlings.

"Where to?"

"Let's go to Nanputuo Temple." Sister-in-law Song couldn't bear to disappoint her daughter. "I heard that Nanputuo Temple in the new city is very famous at home and abroad, and it's especially efficacious."

When overseas Chinese from Southeast Asia return to China, the first thing they do is go there to burn incense and kowtow. Let's go and pray properly tomorrow to wash away all that bad luck.

As they were talking.

There was a knock on the door.

As soon as the door opened, Zhou Fang and Cong Ying walked in carrying large and small bags.

Before the two could even stand still, Da Bao and Er Bao, the two boys, rushed in like wild horses.

"grandmother."

Da Bao rushed over and grabbed Song Xianglan's shoulders tightly with both hands.

He crashed into her, and Song Xianglan's face landed squarely on his chest.

The view was completely blocked.

Not to be outdone, Erbao wrapped his arm around Song Xianglan's neck.

"I'm suffocating!" Song Xianglan was sandwiched between the two boys, looking exactly like a meat sandwich.

Without any hesitation, she raised her hand and pinched both of them on the back.

"Get out of the way and stand still."

Da Bao then stepped aside and grinned foolishly.

Erbao, however, persisted, still draping his arm over Song Xianglan's shoulder and reaching out to pinch the soft flesh on Song Xianglan's chin.

"Grandma." Erbao gave Song Xianglan a quick kiss on the cheek, his eyes sparkling as he stared at her.

"What?" Song Xianglan glanced at him sideways.

Erbao was very serious:

"Grandma, why do you have two more wrinkles on your face?"

Song Xianglan rolled her eyes, feeling both annoyed and amused.

How did you notice there were two extra?

"I know," Erbao nodded smugly. "I counted for you last time."

As he spoke, Erbao's fingers began to misbehave and try to pull at Song Xianglan's eye.

Da Bao walked over in a few steps, raised his hand and flicked Er Bao's forehead with a loud thud.

Erbao cried out and covered his head.

"Don't count Grandma's wrinkles," Da Bao scolded his younger brother with a stern face. "You have to take out all your allowance and buy Grandma face cream. Grandma has to stay pretty forever."

A burst of laughter erupted in the living room.

Song Yulu sat beside them, her gaze fixed on the two children.

Da Bao is domineering and protective of his own, while Er Bao is clever and mischievous.

The two lively characters bickered and made a racket, completely dispelling the quietness of the room.

She watched quietly, when a thought suddenly popped into her head: If she hadn't been drugged, the boy she gave birth to would probably be just as troublesome as her first and second children.

If it were a girl, she might protect Yang Liu like the phoenixes in Song Qiang's family.

Thinking of this, Song Yulu's smile widened.