Chapter 2283: Relationship (3) Chapter 2283: Relationship (3) âA boy is good too. I like boys too.â
She lowered her head and touched her stomach, her face showing a trace of motherly gentleness.
âIn this world, a boy might be much luckier than a girl.â
âWhat does she mean by that?â
Song qingxiaoâs heart skipped a beat.
After hearing her words, this Zhang niangzi didnât seem happy, but seemed to be a little afraid.
Was she afraid that she would give birth to a boy? What was the reason? Could it be that someone had read her fortune before and said something that made her afraid?
âWell said.â
Madam Zhang raised her head with a smile and poured out a piece of sparkling rock sugar the size of a date pit from the pouch on her waist. She pulled song qingxiaoâs hand and put it in her palm.
âCome, have a piece of candy.â
Song qingxiao didnât know whether to laugh or cry as she let her put the rock Candy in her palm.
She wasnât really a child, so she naturally wasnât interested in this kind of candy.
For the time being, she couldnât get any useful information from Madam Zhang, but since she lived next door, there was still a long way to go, so she could always find some clues.
She held the rock Candy in her palm and pretended to get out of the car.
At this moment, Madam Zhang shouted again,
âHey, Qing Xiao.â
She paused and turned around.
Madam Zhangâs eyes fell on her bare feet. After a moment, she smiled,
âYour fatherâs appearance makes him look like a bailiff. Weâre all neighbors now, so we should take care of each other in the future.â
Song Qing immediately understood the meaning behind her words.
She wanted to use song qingxiaoâs mouth to ask for help from the tall and strong man.
This was a poor and chaotic neighborhood. She was a beautiful young lady with a big belly who moved here alone. She also brought a lot of utensils. She was afraid that it would be very eye-catching.
If father song was willing to protect her on official business, her future would be much better.
Whether it was the local ruffians, vagrants, or the neighbors with ill intentions, they would all restrain themselves for the sake of father song.
From her words, song qingxiao could guess her situation.
It seemed that this Little Miss Zhang was either a widow or had been separated from her husband and was currently living alone.
If her husband had not died, the child in her belly might have been the fuse that caused them to separate. After all, she was young and beautiful, and from her calm attitude, she did not look sad and helpless after being abandoned.
Could it be that her husbandâs family didnât like this boy?
She kept her thoughts to herself but didnât show it on her face. She only nodded.
When Madam Zhang saw that she had agreed, the smile on her face deepened.
After song Qing got out of the car, she pulled open the curtain and said, â
I still have candy. Next time, if youâre hungry, come and find me.
âShameless bitch!â
On the other side, the crying from the womanâs room became louder, and there were also angry curses mixed in, as if they were particularly angry at song qingxiaoâs relationship with this lady.
Lady Zhang heard it clearly, but she didnât take it to heart. She only smiled as she watched song qingxiao return home, then went back into the donkey cart.
The people next door were moving things. Song qingxiao went back to the house and father song was starting a fire.
He was a grown man, so he did not cook, wash, or do other things exquisitely. The food he cooked was barely cooked.
Among the roots of many unknown plants, there were a few grains of corn that had been boiled until they were soft. It looked like a plain soup, which made people lose their appetite at first sight.
From the way the woman addressed father song and Madam Zhangâs probing, it could be seen that this man worked for the government.
But now, why did it seem like he was so poor that he couldnât even feed himself?
She held the bowl in a daze and steamed the vines with hot air, covering her expression.
âYou canât eat?â
The man seemed to be hungry. He opened his mouth and gulped down a big mouthful of porridge. Seeing that song qingxiao did not move, he asked her without even lifting his eyes, â
âAre you still sad because aunt yang hit you?â
It would have been better if he hadnât mentioned it. Since he did, song qingxiao put down her bowl and asked, â
âWhy is she like this?â
He had a violent personality and spoke harshly.
In front of father song, he was trying to please him, but at the same time, he was trying to suppress him.
âHer husband died early, so her life was very hard. Weâre all neighbors, so weâll just take care of each other in the future. If youâre afraid of her, then stay away from her and ignore her. â
He gently instructed song Qing, and then reminded her, â
âHurry up and eat.â
The manâs eyes fell on the bowl in song qingxiaoâs hands. There were barely any rice grains in the bowl, and it was a very light soup.
He looked at the childâs thin face and was silent for a long time.
âI will buy some more rice after I get paid.â
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