80 widows in the control group, eating melons and raising cubs are poor and happy

Song Jiaying gave Bai Liu a temporary extra lesson last night and added a lot of information about the Song family.

It is mentioned that Song Weidong is not among the names of the Song family. Logically speaking, they are all names of the Jia generation.

Who is Song Weidong?

It was not that she couldn't understand the name "Weidong" which had a special atmosphere of the times, but when she thought about Song Weidong's arrogance, her heart moved.

"Sorry, let me ask. I don't seem to have heard Song Jiaying mention Song Weidong's name before. Who are you?"

Song Weidong frowned: "What did he tell you? It was before, and it is now. I haven't seen him for many years. Besides, he has been dead for four years."

The implication was that he was not familiar with Song Jiaying.

Song Weidong's speech was really unpleasant, even rude, and he didn't even have basic etiquette between people.

Bai Liu thought of Song Jiaying's words about one brother and the other. The elder brother Song Jiazheng claimed to be the eldest son and grandson of the Song family. He was arrogant and arrogant. He had high eyes and low hands and could only use lip service. He spoke very nicely.

As for Song Jiaying's younger brother Song Jiade, his personality is opposite to his name. He likes to do things that are contemptuous of others and opportunistic. Because he is the youngest child in the family, the Song family's camel is bigger than a horse, so he is spoiled at home and outside. …

In this way, Song Weidong is actually Song Jiaying's younger brother.

"Whether Song Jiaying is dead or alive, he is still your brother. It's not good for you to say so." Bai Liu smiled half-heartedly, "I didn't expect the relationship between the Song family to be so bad. No wonder you didn't come to care about him even after he died."

"You——" Song Weidong's expression changed.

Bai Liucai didn't tolerate him, and immediately realized something: "Oh, by the way, I wrote to you before asking for Song Jiaying's token as a souvenir. You wrote that he went out to study early and his things had been moved away."

She said meaningfully: "If you don't have feelings, you can naturally stand by and watch."

Song Weidong was furious. He admitted that Bai Liu had poked his mind. Wouldn't it be a slap in the face to him and the Song family if he said it so openly?
He glanced around and happened to reach the third floor. He didn't meet anyone else on the way, which was fine.

"You do have feelings, haven't you remarried?" Song Weidong had just been torn off his face, and he didn't want to show mercy to Bai Liu at this time, "If you really mean it, you should keep your integrity."

Bai Liu looked at him as if he were a ghost, thinking there was something wrong with him.

What era is this in? It's a new society, and there are still this kind of old antiques that crawled over from hundreds of years ago?
"It turns out that the people in the big cities of Shanghai are just like this. They are more feudal than our rural areas. No wonder they are at odds with Song Jiaying." She couldn't help feeling weird.

Song Weidong said with a straight face: "Our disagreement is our business. The blood connection cannot be broken. I am here this time for my second brother."

He urged Bai Liu to open the door quickly, and Bai Liu opened the apartment with the kitchen and reception at will.

It is empty inside, and there are few daily necessities. The first thought of an uninformed person is that "the house is bare."

Apart from eating and cooking, Bailiu's family usually lives next door, which is indeed a bit rough.

Song Weidong immediately showed a look of disdain, and even snorted coldly: "Didn't I say that the benefits of Hongxing Textile Factory are very good now, and this is what you get?"

"And that man, Lu Fei -" he seemed to remember something and suddenly turned his head, "after all, we are also relatives. Even though Song Jiaying was not at our house, he sent you a lot of things. Isn't it worth it for you to bring him to meet him? ?”

Bai Liu rolled his eyes and suddenly saw a photo of their family of three placed on the right side of the living room. This was a photo they took last week for Tangdou's birthday.

If Song Weidong sees it——

"It's really strange. Since we met, you haven't asked a word about your niece. Now you're even asking about my remarriage partner. Will you not let me remarry? Or do you have any thoughts about me...?" She wanted to get close to take a photo. There is no right way to do it.

He could only anger Song Weidong so that he could leave quickly. "Are you sick?" Song Weidong immediately jumped up in anger, "You are a village girl, you talk so shamelessly."

"Get out of here if you think I'm vulgar!" Bai Liu was also angry, "Since you came in, I haven't heard a single good word from you. At least I am your second brother who is married to your sister-in-law. Did you say you called me sister-in-law?"

"Are you worthy of dictating my life?"

The Bai Liu in Song Weidong's imagination is a submissive rural woman from the countryside. She is not only gentle in character, but also has never seen the world.

As long as he stands in front of Bai Liu, Bai Liu should compliment him.

But Bai Liu is not an ordinary person. Song Weidong wants to show off to her, and she also wants to show off to Song Weidong.

The Song family didn't treat Song Jiaying very well. It would have been fine if they didn't know about it before, but now they have no scruples.

Song Weidong's face turned pale and he gasped in anger.

"You have something to say. If you act like a gentleman again, get out of here!" Bai Liu had an idea and walked back. "I will remember everything you sent from the Song family. If you want money, I will There must be a number... Anyway, you don't care about Song Jiaying's children. Now that I am remarrying with my children, I will have nothing to do with you in the future."

"No, who cares about that little money!" Song Weidong said and was about to step forward to stop him.

"You are not allowed to come over." Bai Liu planned to cover the photo first, so how could he be allowed to come over. "As soon as I entered the door, I started talking about all kinds of things, and my niece didn't care. Fortunately, I took my children and remarried, and we will be divorced from now on..."

"Infuriating!"

She said, flipping the photo upside down.

Song Weidong was scolded so much that he didn't want to look at her. He lowered his head slightly, and his mind began to think frantically about how to extract words from Bai Liu.

"Where's the note? Where did that kid, Tangdou, throw it..." Bai Liu pretended to rummage through it.

"Bai, Second Sister-in-law, please stop looking for us. We send you things as we wish, and they are not expensive things. You don't have to worry about it." Song Weidong adjusted his tone of voice with a few polite words, "Why don't we talk about Second Brother's information."

"What do you want to say?" Bai Liu frowned, "You educated people just tell me, I'm vulgar and I can't understand."

Song Weidong didn't expect Bai Liu to be so difficult to deal with. He gritted his teeth and said, "I heard that my second sister-in-law has remarried, but some people say that she looks like my second brother. Our family always doesn't believe that Song Jiaying is really dead. Come and have a look -"

"Then you're here now?" Bai Liu asked, "You ignored him when he died. Now that I'm remarried, you show up again?"

"What, are you bullying me for not being a chaste and martyr girl for your family?"

She deliberately distorted the meaning of Song Weidong's mention so that Song Weidong could not interrupt at all.

"No, if we hadn't thought that Lu Fei was Song Jiaying, who would have anything to do with you..." Song Weidong said without hesitation.

Bai Liu immediately caught him: "So you want to break up Lu Fei and me, what a vicious idea!"

Song Weidong angrily shouted: "I think you are the one who killed Song Jiaying!"

Bai Liu was startled, the opportunity had come.

Isn't this going to start a fight?

"If you want a beating, I'll tear your stinky mouth apart..."