After marrying as a substitute, the vegetable husband turned out to be passionately in love with her

Chapter 43 Homecoming

Song Zhiyi took a taxi to the community where He Ping lived, and she got out of the taxi with the big bags bought from the supermarket.

Since their uncle left, the living conditions of He Ping, mother and son have undergone earth-shaking changes.

In order to repay the debt, He Ping was forced to repay the low price of her uncle's company to the greedy Gu Tianlin.

But the money from selling the company was still not enough to pay off the debts, so He Ping could only sell their big house in the central city to barely pay off the debts.

The community they live in now is a place to stay bought with the remaining money.

Before Song Zhiyi took a few steps with the shopping bag in hand, he saw Song Zhizhou coming out of the community. He had already seen her and was walking towards her.

Song Zhiyi looked at Song Zhizhou. She hadn't seen her for a few months. The little boy who followed her since childhood seemed to have grown taller again, and now he was a handsome boy.

Song Zhiyi smiled at Song Zhizhou, and Song Zhizhou took the shopping bag from her with a smile.

"Sister, my mother has already cooked dinner, let me come out to pick you up for dinner." The boy is currently in the period of changing his voice, his voice is deep and deep.

Song Zhiyi felt at ease, the missing part in her heart was filled up the moment she saw Song Zhizhou.

The corners of her mouth couldn't help but rise, and after following Song Zhizhou, she realized that Song Zhizhou was already a head taller than her, and the young man's small shoulders had unknowingly resisted a lot of wind and rain.

"Zhizhou, is auntie busy recently?" Song Zhi couldn't help asking when he noticed He Ping's tired voice on the phone.

Song Zhizhou hesitated for a moment, and replied: "Well, their company is going to lay off employees recently, and my mother is old and has little work experience..."

"Sister, don't worry about it. I will be eighteen soon, and I will be able to go out and earn money to support my mother soon." Song Zhizhou said excitedly.

But after hearing Song Zhizhou's words, Song Zhiyi couldn't be happy.

She frowned, stood on tiptoe and tapped Song Zhizhou's head vigorously: "Song Zhizhou! What are you thinking so much about, a brat? Read your book well, and you have a sister!"

"As long as you still regard me as your older sister, I will not allow you to go out to work without studying. I will warn you for the last time, don't think of going out to work without studying to make money!" Song Zhiyi said, her eyes couldn't help getting wet up.

Song Zhizhou opened his mouth, trying to persuade Song Zhiyi.But seeing Song Zhiyi's state, he still kept his words in his heart.

Song Zhiyi angrily followed behind Song Zhizhou, and the two passed through several alleys and finally saw He Ping who was waiting outside the door.

He Ping was wearing a washed yellow shirt, smiling and waving at her.

Song Zhiyi noticed that the long hair that He Ping was once proud of had been cut off, and she didn't know if it was for convenience, but now she has short, capable hair.

Song Zhiyi looked at He Ping and called out to her aunt.

The little girl who used to be arrogant in front of her uncle has aged a lot now, and Song Zhiyi saw her glaring white hair at the temples at a glance.

Seeing that Song Zhiyi didn't move, He Ping put her arms around her shoulders and led her into the door.

"Zhiyi, this is your first time since we moved."

Song Zhiyi nodded, looking at the simple and unadorned furnishings in the room, she felt as if a thorn had been stabbed in her heart, and she was so sore that she couldn't speak.

The furniture and living place used by their mother and child are far inferior to the place where she lives alone.

Song Zhiyi stared blankly at the surroundings of the house, desperately trying to find any decent furniture in the house so that he would not feel so guilty.

but……

Can't find the same.

Song Zhiyi took He Ping's dry and rough hand, and caught a glimpse of the unwashed clothes on the ground out of the corner of her eye.

He Ping must have been in a hurry to pick her up before she put down the half-washed clothes.

In this small home, there is not even a small washing machine, and all clothes are washed by hand. .

"Xiaoyi, come in quickly." He Ping pulled her and enthusiastically led her into the living room.

"Knowing that you are coming, I specially made your favorite dishes. The food at school is definitely not as good as the taste at home, come and taste it!" He Ping handed Song Zhiyi a pair of chopsticks, and gave Song Zhizhou a wink .

Song Zhizhou quickly brought over two bowls of fresh chicken soup, one was placed in front of Song Zhiyi, and the other was given to He Ping.

Song Zhiyi noticed that there were only a few pieces of meat in He Ping's bowl, while in his own bowl, two chicken legs almost filled the entire bowl.

Seeing that Song Zhiyi didn't move her chopsticks, He Ping explained apologetically, "Xiaoyi, I just finished the parent-teacher meeting for Xiaozhou, and time is tight. Next time, my aunt will prepare some more meat for you."

As he spoke, he pushed the chicken soup in Song Zhiyi's direction.

Song Zhiyi shook her head, since she came in, she hasn't been able to say a word.

She was afraid that once she opened her mouth, the tears hidden in her eyes would fall down in front of them.

She looked at the chicken legs in the bowl, and was about to put them into He Ping's bowl.He Ping is really too thin and looks haggard.

"Aunt... eat more, you've lost a lot of weight." Song Zhiyi took the chicken leg to He Ping's bowl, but He Ping avoided it.

"Eat more, you can't usually eat these at school. Xiaozhou and I are at home, and we can eat whenever we want." He Ping said with a smile.

Song Zhiyi didn't refuse any more, and began to eat consciously.

The shirt on He Ping's body that was washed to yellow should be her work clothes. He Ping and others should rush back to the company to work, so she should not waste her time.

"Is Xiaoyi delicious? Has the taste improved?" He Ping asked expectantly.

Song Zhiyi savored it carefully, it was obviously the taste she had longed for, but at the moment it felt bitter and tasteless, as if what she was eating was tasteless dry firewood.

But looking at He Ping's expectant eyes, Song Zhiyi managed to force a smile, and replied: "It's delicious, remember to teach me how to make it next time, auntie!"

"Auntie, let's eat together. Are you going to work this afternoon?"

He Ping nodded, and abruptly choked back the words that had come to her lips.

She was absently picking up the dishes on the table, but her eyes were focused on Song Zhiyi, looking at her secretly.

Song Zhiyi has really grown up, and she looks very generous, just like her mother when she was young, she is a beautiful woman who is hard to pick.

He Ping sighed a long time in her heart, Song Zhiyi had been by her side for several years, and she had already developed feelings for her.

What's more, Song Yanhai has always regarded Song Zhiyi as her own daughter. Although she has always refused to admit it in her heart, the fact is that she can't help but like Song Zhiyi, this caring and delicate big girl.

But now, she wants to force her...

(End of this chapter)