Reverse Rebirth 1990

Chapter 837 851 [Brother and Sister Love] Part [-]
On the sofa in the living room——
At this moment, Song Zhichao was reclined on the sofa, and when he heard his younger sister Song Yuqing coming back so late, and he was still drunk, he couldn't get angry, got up straight away, and yelled at the door: "I haven't slept yet, why don't you sleep?" come over!"

Song Zhichao's sudden remark made Song Yuqing, who was sneaking about to sneak back into the house, startled.

The third sister-in-law heard the sound and hurriedly turned on the light.

As soon as the light came on, Song Zhichao could see Song Yuqing more clearly.

Song Yuqing was wearing a very expensive white gauze princess dress, a women's top hat on her head, a new red Chanel brand-name bag in her left hand, and crystal high-heeled shoes under her feet.

Look at her face again, with heavy makeup, purple eye shadow, and long false eyelashes, making the original pure and tender face nondescript.

Seeing this, Song Zhichao became drunk and became even more furious. He pointed at Song Yuqing and scolded, "Look at his appearance. He's neither human nor ghost. Where did he go fooling around?"

Song Yuqing was originally very afraid of her brother, but this time Song Zhichao scolded her a little too much, and Song Zhichao was reeking of alcohol, obviously drinking too much, Song Yuqing said back: "Why do you care so much about me! Mom didn't care about me either!"

"You—" Song Zhichao pointed at her, not knowing what to say.

"What are you? You still take care of yourself, look at the drunk, it seems that you have drunk a lot of wine...Why, you are allowed to spend a lot of time outside, but I am not allowed to play outside?"

Song Zhichao: "..."

Normally, Song Zhichao would have solved this problem calmly, but now that he was drunk and Song Yuqing was confronting him tit for tat, Song Zhichao couldn't bear it anymore, and went straight to slap him.

"A Chao, what are you doing!" But my parents came in time.

It turned out that Song Zhichao and Song Yuqing quarreled so hard that the old couple woke up too, so they hurried down to fight the fire.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he came down from upstairs, he saw Song Zhichao slapping his hand...

Although Song Zhichao was drunk, he didn't really intend to hit his younger sister Song Yuqing. He still felt sorry for her, so he raised his hand just to scare her.

Now that his parents appeared, it was even more impossible for him to continue fighting.

Seeing her parents coming, Song Yuqing felt even more confident. She leaned her face towards Song Zhichao and said, "Why do you want to hit me? Then hit me! I'm not afraid of you!"

Song Zhichao: "Make trouble for no reason!"

"What do you mean I am making trouble for no reason? It is clear that you want to hit someone."

"If you are like Du Chunmei, how can I be like this!"

"Oh, I mentioned Du Chunmei again... Is she your sister, or am I your sister? Also, if you don't understand, just compare her to me. Why? I have my life, why do you always let me Live like her?"

Song Zhichao: "..."

I didn't expect my younger sister Song Yuqing to be so sharp-tongued.

Song Yuqing saw that her brother Song Zhichao didn't speak, so she had to be reasonable and inhumane: "Also, although my parents and I came to Hong Kong to join you, we don't necessarily have to listen to you in everything... I don't need to say anything, Dad My mother and I hate learning all kinds of etiquette... They are country people, but you still want to package them as gentlemen and ladies. How is this possible? They have learned hard, and I have seen it hard—you Well, everything is arbitrary, never considering our feelings."

Song Zhichao: "..."

Speechless - looking at his father Song Haiming and his mother Wang Jinfeng.

Song Haiming and Wang Jinfeng looked embarrassed and did not dare to look into their son's eyes.

After a long time, Song Haiming dared to say: "Well...we don't like learning those things very much...cough cough, but if you let us learn, we will definitely study hard—uh, anyway, we won't embarrass you."

"Yes, yes, your mother, I know how to use Western food knives and forks now, and I also know that Western food should be paired with wine... Although I prefer to drink soft drinks..." My mother Wang Jinfeng cooperated with a smile.

Song Zhichao covered his face and rubbed his face with his palms.

The atmosphere was a little tense.

Seeing this, the younger sister Song Yuqing put her waist on her waist, looked up at her little face, and sarcastically said to Song Zhichao: "Did you hear that, you are so selfish and overbearing! You care about us on the surface, but in fact, you care about us the most. Own!"

"Yuqing, how can you say that about brother!" Song Haiming reprimanded, changing his face.

"Yeah, hurry up and go to sleep!" Wang Jinfeng also scolded her daughter.

Song Yuqing snorted coldly, pouted her lips, and didn't move.

Wang Jinfeng stepped forward and beat her daughter, "Why don't you even listen to my words? My brother is doing this for your own good! I want you to learn a little bit, so you don't have to worry about it!"

"Yeah, look at what you look like now, and you still wear such heavy makeup... If you don't study hard, even if your brother doesn't care about you, I will break your legs!" Dad Song Haiming said.

Song Yuqing went crazy when she saw her parents helping Song Zhichao, "I'm bored, I'm so bored! I hate this family!" She thumped and ran upstairs.

Behind them, Song Haiming and Wang Jinfeng looked at their daughter's back and then at their son Song Zhichao, with helpless expressions on their faces.

Song Zhichao combed his hair with his hands, brushed it back, forced a smile, and said to the elder: "Maybe, I really did something wrong... It's getting late, you guys go to rest too."

Song Haiming looked at his son and then at his wife.

Wang Jinfeng pulled him, and said with a sneer, "Listen to Ah Chao, let's go to sleep—their brothers and sisters have quarreled once or twice, and they will make up again tomorrow..."

The old couple dragged each other upstairs, leaving Song Zhichao alone downstairs, reflecting on whether he had really done something wrong, or if he had gone too far in some places.

……

the next morning---
Song Zhichao woke up early, rubbed his forehead, remembering what happened last night.

He woke up, washed up briefly, went down to the living room, and saw the third sister-in-law was preparing breakfast.

My father and mother are not at home habitually. After doing exercise early in the morning, I went to Longfeng Tea House for breakfast.

Song Zhichao looked at the big restaurant and felt deserted.

"Miss, did you leave, or didn't you get up?" Song Zhichao asked while eating porridge with preserved eggs and lean meat.

The third sister-in-law said: "Today is the weekend, she didn't go to school, and she is still upstairs."

Song Zhichao let out a "hmm", and took a few mouthfuls of rice indiscriminately.Due to the hangover last night, his appetite was not very good, so he asked the third sister-in-law to clean up the food after a simple meal.

Hiccup, go upstairs again.

At the corridor on the second floor, Song Zhichao glanced at his younger sister Song Yuqing's room, wanted to turn around and leave, but finally walked over boldly, stretched out his hand "dong dong dong", and knocked three times.

There is no response inside.

Maybe her younger sister Song Yuqing is still angry with herself.

Song Zhichao held his temper and knocked again.

The door still didn't open.

Song Zhichao sighed, and turned to leave, when there was a creak, and the door of Song Yuqing's bedroom opened.

(End of this chapter)