Married to a Disabled Man in the ’70s

Chapter 45: Chapter 45

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Because of the omens, Su Jiaojiao secretly fantasized in her mind many times what the scene of Song Qinghan and her biological parents would be.

He suffered a lot since he was a child, and developed a calm and steady temperament now, and his face changes were mostly towards himself.

Su Jiaojiao actually wanted to know if he would cry with excitement at that moment.

But he didn't want Song Qinghan to be so calm.

The handsome and elegant middle-aged man wearing glasses pulled his eyes red, and when the excited woman walked in, his expression was polite and indifferent, and his eyes fell on the man's face for a moment, but he recovered quickly.

Su Jiaojiao watched from the side, her heart ached for no apparent reason, she quickly pinched his arm and whispered, "Are you unhappy?"

"No." Song Qinghan smiled.

Just a little lost.

When it was so painful and difficult as a child, he wished that he was really picked up and that his biological parents would appear in front of him and give him new warm clothes and food to fill his stomach.

But no.

After despairing over and over again, he gave up hope and relied on his own efforts to live by gritted teeth.

He had investigated whether Song's mother was really pregnant, but he wanted to make up for his regrets. If he wasn't their biological child, the unfair treatment he had received over the years would make sense. As for his biological parents, he didn't care.

They came at this time when his life was at its fullest.

Song Qinghan was a little overwhelmed, but not surprised.

Facing these two excited middle-aged men and women at this time, he could only try his best to be polite: "You two, please sit down."

Song Huaijin and Ji Ya nodded again and again, and handed the gifts they brought to the two of them restrainedly, and looked at Song Qinghan attentively, their eyes subconsciously looking around, their eyes were full of sadness and annoyance, but Ji Ya didn't speak, she was dead. She bit her lip, not letting herself cry.

Song Huaijin sighed: "Your name is Song Qinghan."

"Yes." Song Qinghan nodded, grabbed Su Jiaojiao who wanted to pour water for them, and poured the tea himself: "I'm sorry, the house is poor and the hospitality is not good."

"Not ugly, not ugly!" Ji Ya hurriedly shook her head.

Song Huaijin's eyes flashed with relief once, suppressing her choked emotions, she smiled, and said hello to Su Jiaojiao, before she said softly, "My name is Song Huaijin, this is my wife Ji Ya, a ten-year-old twenty-two years ago. On January 3rd, I gave birth to a child in the obstetrics and gynecology department of the city hospital, but at that time I left the hospital for half a day due to an accident. As soon as I left, she started. After the child was left, she also fainted due to exhaustion of productivity. When we woke up, we found that the child we gave birth to was born with a heart deficiency..."

Song Qinghan frowned slightly, her lips pursed tightly, and her mood was complicated.

Su Jiaojiao also sounded complicated. She silently reached out to hold his big hand. As soon as she touched it, Song Qinghan clenched her back tightly.

It seems that he is actually not as bland as he is

In Song Huaijin's story, they didn't know that the child had been dumped.

But now, they know, and are even quite sure that the child was stolen. In the afternoon of the commendation conference, he knew the truth. The reason why it took so long was to ensure that the investigation was correct.

When Song Huaijin finished speaking, Ji Ya was already in tears: "I'm sorry, I didn't know you suffered so much because of your negligence!"

Looking at the information collected by her husband and nephew in the investigation, she has been tossing and turning for the past few days. The reason why she is here now is because her husband wants to be fully prepared.

The nurse who delivered her baby was found, and the hospital also had Song's mother's hospitalization certificate. They couldn't wait to leave the day they gave birth to the child. They looked like they were running away. !

Ji Ya's voice sounded in the quiet hall, Song Huaijin slowly exhaled, the sourness in his heart made him unable to keep calm, and his eyes were red.

Song Qinghan's own breathing was obviously not right.

Su Jiaojiao knew him well. For a while, she could see that his emotions were tumbling in his heart. The situation of the three people in the room made the atmosphere a little frozen. As the only outsider, she was a little hesitant to go out. The time they spent together was moved by the clenched little hand, she secretly conveyed her wishes, and the result was tightened even tighter.

Song Qinghan tilted her head and smiled at her soothingly, shaking her head slightly.

The opposite Ji Ya and Song Huaijin watched the two get along, and finally felt a little more comfort in their hearts.

Su Jiaojiao also quickly returned a sweet smile and sat there obediently as a background board.

It seems that the three of them calmed down a bit, and Song Qinghan said: "What are you going to do?"

Ji Ya and Song Huaijin said cautiously, "We want to recognize you and move your account over here..."

"What about their son?"

The two hesitated at the same time.

No matter how much they hated the Song family's parents, their previous relationship with Song Yuan for more than 20 years could be erased immediately, especially Song Yuan himself had a heart attack. At that time, they all thought that the child would not survive. Treat him so that he can grow up smoothly.

But at the same time, when they thought that they loved this child so much, their biological son was wasted so much by the Song family's parents.

In fact, when they heard about the inquiries, Ji Ya and Song Huaijin were thinking, if they weren't timid and dared not kill, they would probably kill people directly to avoid wasting food, right

Their reaction was expected by Song Qinghan. She felt a little awkward in her heart, but she didn't feel too much. She just nodded and said, "Then they secretly exchange children, will they be imprisoned?"

"Yes!" At this point, the two immediately nodded, and Ji Ya's beautiful face rarely showed resentment: "They dared to do such a thing in the first place, and naturally they have to bear the consequences!"

Song Huaijin said solemnly, "We have collected the evidence. As long as you agree, we can sue them immediately."

Most people nowadays don’t like going to the courts to solve problems, so the country has established so many courts, many of which are vacant, and there is no need to wait in line for months as in later generations.

"Okay." Song Qinghan showed a relaxed smile: "Thank you."

Su Jiaojiao listened to their conversation on the side, her heart finally felt smooth, just like reading a cool article, and finally arrived at the place where she was about to slap her face, her heart was agitated, and she felt relieved and looking forward to it.

However, Song Qinghan did not let go of anything else, he just wanted to see the couple being punished by the law.

The three discussed it, but because they were not very familiar with each other for the first time, they barely talked for a while, and the couple left.

******

After seeing Song Huaijin and his wife away, Su Jiaojiao breathed a sigh of relief, and Song Qinghan was about to ask her what was wrong, when she saw the person beside her with red lips, threw herself into his arms, and muttered in a low voice, "How cool! "

"Huh?" Song Qinghan raised his brows slightly, stretched out his arms to hug her, and the two entered the room greasy and crooked, "You like them very much?"

"It's okay." Su Jiaojiao leaned on his chest and said softly, "It's good to have a relationship with those two people, we will see if they will use their elders to hold us down in the future! This time they will be imprisoned themselves, this Song Yuan, you What do you think?"

The name Song Yu'an shows the love the couple had for their son at the beginning.

But it should have been the name of the man she was holding.

It should have been Song Qinghan's favorite.

Thinking of this, Su Jiaojiao felt aggrieved again and felt wronged for him.

Song Qinghan chuckled: "I hope to return to everyone, if not, then it's fine."

It is impossible for him to live with Song Yuan without any grudges. He is not a saint, and he is even very careful. What the Song parents did to him will never be forgotten. They used to be his parents, and he can bear it. Now the truth is exposed, so what should Those who repay must also repay!

Although the child is innocent, he does not seek revenge and cannot continue to tolerate him.

Su Jiaojiao looked up at him and said seriously: "Well, I also think it's pretty good now. If they don't meet your requirements, you don't have to aggrieve yourself to cater to them. We don't lack anything now, and their family conditions are good. , but we're not bad either."

The delicate voice spoke her analysis earnestly and contentedly in her ear. The smile on Song Qinghan's lips grew stronger and stronger, her hand around Su Jiaojiao tightened unconsciously, her heart was warm, and there was no imitation at all.

After a long time, after she finished speaking, Song Qinghan nodded in agreement: "You are right, I will listen to you."

Su Jiaojiao's eyes were curved, and she was quite happy that her position as the head of the family was still so stable. Her arms hugged him tighter and they cuddled with each other, and the atmosphere was just right.

At this moment, the matchmaker system suddenly issued a task in my mind: [Ding, trigger task 20, I noticed that my husband’s mood swings are relatively large, the wife is obliged to appease her husband’s emotions, please wear the surprise gift box props from the previous task on your body, and kiss Husband, reward: truth card (2-hour validity)]

Su Jiaojiao: [? ? ? 】

The matchmaker system hasn't moved for several days. This time, it's quietness is completely different from before. Although the voice of releasing the task is still as lively and malicious as always, Su Jiaojiao always finds it a little strange.

Of course, those emotions flashed by, she is now all focused on this task, and she became furious in an instant, forcing her to play play

The matchmaker system seemed to sense her embarrassment, and said weakly: [Master host, my mission is about to be completed, and I will be unbound soon. Please cooperate with me more in this last time... 】

Unbind

Su Jiaojiao was stunned, and suddenly felt a little lost. The matchmaker system helped her a lot in her career. If it weren't for it, she would never have been able to live so well. Still a little confused.

Su Jiaojiao glanced at the tasks on the translucent screen that no one else could see in front of her, she was silent for a while, and sighed: [Understood, then tell me before you leave. 】

The matchmaker system is cheerful again: [Don't worry, the host, they will definitely say goodbye to you! 】

Su Jiaojiao's eyes curled, teasing it: [I'm afraid that you suddenly left, I can't buy snacks if I want to, I plan to stock up before you leave~]

The Hongniang system snorted angrily, and was silent again.

Su Jiaojiao teased it, came back to her senses, and looked at the task again, her face was hot.

Although Song Qinghan took the initiative, she just had to enjoy it, and now Su Jiaojiao suddenly made such a move, Su Jiaojiao felt a little soft-hearted.

What if Song Qinghan, an honest person, can't accept this scale

So, at night, in order to prevent something that she didn't want to see from happening, Su Jiaojiao cleverly covered Song Qinghan's eyes: "Don't take it off!"

Song Qinghan was blindfolded and nodded obediently, but he still reached out his hand very smartly, but it was not the clothes he imagined, but the soft skin. The things you touch are automatically supplemented into complete representations in your mind.

After realizing what was going on, Song Qinghan suddenly felt that the tip of his nose was hot, and a nosebleed suddenly flowed out. He subconsciously wiped his nose with a cloth covering his eyes, and then... the nosebleed was more cheerful...