"I've already told them, and they promise not to post it next time." Song Jingwan forced a smile and shook Zhou Manli's arm, "I'll be fine after a while!"
"Alright, then go back to your room and lie down for a while, these people are real!" Zhou Manli cursed, while patting Song Jingwan's head distressedly, telling her to go to rest quickly.
"Yeah." Song Jingwan nodded, and leaned over to kiss Zhou Manli, "Mom, Happy New Year!"
Zhou Manli smiled, "Happy New Year, wish us Wanwan more and more beautiful!"
"Then I'll go upstairs~"
Song Jingwan had just gone upstairs when the sound of a car engine came from outside the rear door.
Zhou Manli's face drooped suddenly, she folded her shawl and sat down on the sofa.
Song Wenchuan rubbed the center of his brows, and just entered the door with a pale complexion, a sharp and piercing reprimand pierced his head instantly as if it was about to explode.
"You still know how to come back? The Chinese New Year is not at home, and you don't take good care of your health. Why are you running around?!"
"mom-"
"Don't call me mom, I'll just pretend I don't have your son!" Zhou Manli's chest rose and fell violently, her expression was extremely ugly, she stood up and walked slowly to Song Wenchuan, "I called you all night How many phone calls, other people's homes are full of reunions, but you are good, running outside! Have you ever thought about how I will live if you do something wrong again?"
"Feel sorry… "
Song Wenchuan didn't know how to explain it, should he say that he had no memory for a whole day? I don't know what I did, who I met, or what I said.
There was a sudden pain in his temple, and Zhou Manli's voice showed that a needle was constantly piercing his acupoint.
"That's not what I want to hear! What I want to know is, who did you go to see!"
Zhou Manli squinted her eyes and looked at Song Wenchuan with an unfriendly expression. She suddenly thought of a possibility, and she lowered her voice, "You're not going to see that dead girl, are you? Have you gone to Huo's house?"
Song Wenchuan frowned slightly, "I don't know."
He was telling the truth, but to Zhou Manli's ears, it was really perfunctory.
She laughed angrily, "You don't know? Don't tell me that you lost your memory again! What's so good about that dead girl? You don't even want your parents? Jingwan is not more obedient than that dead girl? And she is still a Bad luck! Let me tell you, don't always think about her, you'd better stay away from her! In case... "
"Just in case!"
Song Wenchuan took a deep breath and looked up, "Mom, can you stop being so prejudiced against Yaoyao? What evidence do you have to prove that she is a broom star and all the bad luck is brought about by her? People's luck is inherently I can’t say for certain, and the person sitting next to me in the car accident was Jing Wan, not Yaoyao! If I say that, can I also say that Jing Wan—”
"Snapped!"
"Shut up!"
Zhou Manli's eyes were wide open, she looked mean and bitter, she slapped Song Wenchuan severely, and directly slapped back all the words he hadn't had time to say.
"I figured it out, you're just with that dead girl! You're so pitiful Wanwan, who spent the whole night thinking about where her brother went, and you're still pouring dirty water on her!"
"Simply unreasonable..."
Song Wenchuan held his forehead, feeling extremely bad.
Now he doesn't want to go back to this family more and more. He doesn't understand, it's a normal family combination, why they get along so abnormally