Fang Xiaohui silently took Nun in her arms, thinking to herself that her mother-in-law always ends up losing even before the battle begins.
She never wins against Jiang Xiaoxiao.
The problem is this mother-in-law never thinks things through. Didn’t she realize this is something a daughter-in-law shouldn’t say?
Even if the elderly lady is biased towards Jiang Xiaoxiao.
What can you do? She’s been biased for so many years towards Song Moting, who in the family can resist?
Her mother-in-law has resisted for so many years with no good results, and yet she can still think about this now; hasn’t she seen that she never opposes Jiang Xiaoxiao?
What good outcome comes from opposing? It only invites displeasure from the elderly lady and gentleman.
The old gentleman speaks up, Father Song and Mrs. Song have no choice but to go out and do their work.
Mrs. Song steps outside the gate.
"Your parents have been biased all their lives, but is this hospital such a huge enterprise? Is this a trivial property? This is not just an enterprise, it’s also reputation and status. Your parents silently passed it on to Jiang Xiaoxiao and Song Moting.
Did you notice that now even when you want to use it a little, your daughter-in-law won’t agree, what status does your father-in-law have now?
Father Song is annoyed, angry that Jiang Xiaoxiao rejected him, feeling frustrated that he merely made such a small request, thinking how small a thing it is.
It’s just a matter of saying a word, agreeing with his old superior, feeling that the old superior could speak favorably for him, making his promotion much easier.
Moreover, isn’t it just about having a baby, how big is the matter?
Yet, the result is that the daughter-in-law completely disrespects him, dismissing him in front of his wife, which makes him upset.
"Stop talking, I’ll talk to dad privately after dinner, this isn’t a big issue, dad won’t be so unreasonable."
Mrs. Song is fuming, "I’m starting to wonder whether you’re even Song Moting’s real father anymore? Is Song Moting the real son of the old gentleman? Look at how our words won’t count in the family in the future."
Father Song’s face hardened, "Stop talking nonsense, are these human words?"
Mrs. Song sulks, "You’re so capable of yelling at me, go ahead and yell at your parents, it’s not me who didn’t give you face, do you think I’m the only one with this thought? If you don’t believe, go ask your elder brother and younger brother.
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Even if there were grievances, it should have passed by now. Mohuan’s child is already born, does it make sense to be so petty over it? That Song Moting, didn’t you suspect before that Song Moting wasn’t your son either?"
"You’re talking nonsense! I’m going to tell Great-grandfather, you’re saying my dad is not grandfather’s real son."
Tang Yuan stared with round eyes, full of anger.
Mrs. Song felt embarrassed seeing Tang Yuan here, not expecting this little kid to show up and hear their conversation.
These are things only the couple could secretly say, if said in front of the elderly lady and gentleman, they would truly be angry.
By then, there wouldn’t be anything good happening to the couple.
If Tang Yuan went in and told the elderly gentleman, he could immediately turn his face and kick the couple out.
Wouldn’t that be a joke?
So she could only try to force a smile.
"Tang Yuan, grandma didn’t mean that, grandma and grandpa were joking. You mustn’t talk nonsense; if you tell Great-grandfather it will make him unhappy."
Tang Yuan didn’t believe it, "You’re not my grandma."
In one sentence, Father Song’s anger flared up.
"What did you say? This is your elder, and you dare say she’s not your grandma, who taught you? Did your dad not teach you well, and now you’re the same? Are you going to act lawlessly, ignoring ethics?
I’m telling you, call her grandma."
A large hand twisted Tang Yuan’s neck, forcing Tang Yuan to call Mrs. Song grandma.
Tang Yuan’s neck hurt, but he stubbornly stared at Mrs. Song without uttering a word.
Father Song angrily shouted, "Unfilial brat."
A slap came towards him; if it really landed on Tang Yuan’s face, he might be sent flying by the slap.
Father Song was now in a fury, blinded by his rage, completely disregarding everything.
Not thinking that Tang Yuan is just a child.
Baozi had just gone to the bathroom, coming back he saw Father Song’s slap coming.
Baozi panicked, rushing forward.
He collided into Father Song’s belly, his slap missed, and he staggered to the ground.
Mrs. Song saw her husband getting knocked down by a little brat and couldn’t stand it, already having a grudge against Baozi not knowing where found, raised as a Song family child.
Jiang Xiaoxiao did it deliberately.
Bringing in whatever stinks or smells to the Song family, that Bai Yiyi was a foundling.
They left without complaining, and now there’s one more Baozi.
Thinking the Song family is a welfare home?
A wild child dared hit a Song family elder.
She kicked towards him.
Song Moting and Jiang Xiaoxiao came out looking for the children, witnessing the astonishing scene at the door.
A woman of Mrs. Song’s age kicks a child so small.
How can this child be okay after such a kick?
But unfortunately, it was too late.
Baozi was kicked and flew out.
At the door, a van from a restaurant came to deliver vegetables.
Unexpectedly, a child flew out from the door.
The driver slammed the brakes, but the child still crashed heavily into the car.
Jiang Xiaoxiao and Song Moting rushed out.
Mrs. Song was stunned too.
Baozi lay against Jiang Xiaoxiao’s arms covered in blood.
"Mom, I protected Tang Yuan; I’m a good brother."
Finished speaking, his head tilted and he passed out.
Jiang Xiaoxiao pulled out the small pouch from Baozi’s neck.
Everyone had one of these small pouches on them, hanging around their neck as a precaution against losing them.
Inside was a pill, a life-saving pill.
Song Moting gripped her hand, shaking his head.
"Quickly make a call, I’ll carry the child to the hospital, the closest is our hospital."
The driver and restaurant waiters all jumped off the car, hurriedly checking the child’s condition, anyhow, he’s crashed into their car.
Jiang Xiaoxiao calmly put the small pouch back into Baozi’s clothes, Song Moting had already picked up the child, "Please, sir, take me to the hospital."
Speaking to the delivery driver.
The driver said nothing, urgently letting them get in the car.
Jiang Xiaoxiao stood up, preparing to pull Tang Yuan back in to make the call, but suddenly her stomach hurt.
A chill ran through her heart.
It can’t be, is it time to give birth?