Dr. Chung’s 90s

Chapter 45
Zhong Yu guessed that Wang Hui would feel uneasy without getting a marriage certificate.

Although she had a baby in her belly, it could only protect her for a while.

She knows best the virtues of her family. If they continue to be greedy, Song Bingkun may not tolerate it.

Clay figures are still earthy, let alone the director of such a large textile factory.

If the Song family kicked her out, her parents would just take the money and continue living their life without any sympathy for her, and then her life would be very difficult.

Only by obtaining a marriage certificate and having legal protection can she feel more at ease.

Zhong Yu picked up the barley tea on the table, filled the cups in front of her mother, and handed a cup to her mother.

She chuckled and said, "Mom, drink some tea first to calm down. What's the big deal? What does it have to do with you?"

Zhou Qin has always been principled in her behavior. No matter how unhappy she is with her stepchildren, she will never lose her sense of proportion in front of her in-laws.

Silence is golden at this moment, which is the best portrayal of her.

Mr. Tan was chatting animatedly with Song Bingkun, and Zhong Yu finally remembered why Mrs. Tan was not there.

He asked Song Congchun next to him in a low voice: "Where are Ruirui and his grandma?"

Song Congchun found a martial arts novel somewhere and was fascinated by it. He even took it with him when he went out to eat.

Zhong Yu asked him questions, but they ignored him at all.

Zhou Qin glanced at his son displeasedly and said softly:
"He's going crazy now. It's a good thing it's summer vacation right now, otherwise I'd have to tear up his books."

Zhou Qin does not care about every detail of her children's studies. When the children first enter school, she will spend more time with them, sitting next to them and reading and writing homework with them.

When they reach the third or fourth grade and develop good study habits, they will no longer interfere much.

During the summer vacation, he indulged even more. Zhong Yu didn't think reading martial arts novels was a bad habit. It was good to find some spiritual food for himself during the vacation.

Old Mrs. Tan took Ruirui into the box without waiting for anyone to answer her questions. The grandfather and grandson were out buying snacks.

Ruirui was holding a bottle of orange soda in her soft white hands. She followed her grandma, biting the straw and drinking the soda as she walked.

The sweet taste of soda in his mouth made his happy brows curl up with a smile.

Zhong Yu stood up and greeted Old Mrs. Tan politely. Regardless of whether she was happy or not, basic courtesy still had to be maintained. Besides, she had no deep grudge against the old lady.

Mrs. Tan also smiled and greeted her with a kind face. After all, she was getting better with age, and she was relieved that things did not develop as she expected.

In all conscience, her son was indeed unworthy of her.

Ruirui was drinking happily, but his eyes lit up when he heard Zhong Yu's voice.

"Aunt Zhong~ Are you here too? Can I sit next to you?"

After being discharged from the hospital after the first-stage auricle reconstruction surgery, Ruirui became much more cheerful and confident.

After returning home, he immediately ran to share his new ears with the children.

The children didn't understand what surgery was, but they were very impressed when they learned that he had installed a new ear on themselves.

Even Qiqi, the most beautiful girl in the kindergarten, is willing to be friends with him.

And all this is because of Aunt Zhong. Ruirui thinks Aunt Zhong is the little fairy on TV, the fairy who will help him grow ears.

Zhong Yu couldn't resist the favor of the cute cub, and waved to him happily.

Ruirui grinned, walked to Zhong Yu, and sat in her arms.

He held up the orange soda with his little hands and handed it to Zhong Yu's mouth, saying in a sweet voice:
"Aunt Zhong, let's share it together~ It's so sweet!"

As if to emphasize the authenticity of his words, he nodded his head vigorously.

Zhong Yu's heart melted, she touched his soft hair and said softly:
"Auntie has bad teeth and cannot drink soda that is too sweet. Can we, baby Ruirui, drink it by ourselves?"

No one had ever called him baby yet. Ruirui couldn't help but blush with embarrassment. She retracted her hand in embarrassment and continued to bite the straw, but there was an aura of happiness in his eyes that couldn't be concealed.

Old Mrs. Tan sat opposite and watched their interaction, feeling sour in her heart.

This brat rarely gets close to people because his mother died young and his father is not around to accompany him.

"You refused to give grandma a sip of soda just now, and now you give it to Dr. Zhong. You brat has no conscience."

Ruirui didn't answer, she just looked at her grandma and smiled.

Zhong Yu felt that this child was very close to her, and she was willing to get close to him.

I don't know if Song Meiting will treat him well in the future. If necessary, she is still willing to take more care of him.

"If Aunt Tan is willing, just call me Ayu. We're not in the hospital. When you call me Dr. Zhong, you always feel like you're still at work."

Mr. Tan burst out laughing after hearing this, and said to Mrs. Tan:
"You have to change your words. The two families are getting married, so the title can't be too unfamiliar."

Old Mrs. Tan nodded in agreement. Zhong Yu lowered his head and took a sip of water. He continued to tease Ruirui and touched his chin. Because his chin was itchy from being touched, Ruirui twisted around on her body.

As soon as Song Meiting opened the door, she saw such a harmonious scene, and the smile on her face disappeared immediately.

She said to Ruirui in a friendly and familiar voice:
"Rarity, come here and sit between Dad and Aunt Song. It's time to eat. Your Aunt Zhong doesn't know how to take care of children."

Hearing this, Zhong Yu raised his head and looked towards the door. Song Botao and his wife had also arrived. The two couples looked beaming with joy. Standing together like this, they looked like a couple.

She patted Ruirui's little butt and motioned him to go to Song Meiting's side.

Ruirui pouted her lips, obviously unhappy.

Tan Shijie naturally noticed his son's expression. He had a headache. If he was not at home in the future, Song Meiting might not be able to deal with him.

He waved to his son, and although Rarity was unwilling, he still walked over with his short legs.

Touching his son's sweaty hair, Tan Shijie wiped it with his hands.

Song Meiting patted the back of his hand gently, quickly took out the sweat towel from her bag, wiped Ruirui's sweat virtuously, and scolded:
"Men are rough, don't dirty our Ruirui with your hands." After saying that, she deliberately looked at Zhong Yu, and for some unknown reason, she said with a sweet smile:
"A'yu, you don't know, our Ruirui looks so silent and picky when it comes to eating. If you haven't taken care of him, he will definitely make you busy when he sits next to you."

Zhong Yu nodded indifferently, she held her chin and said with a smile:
"I don't think anything about Ruirui, but you adapted to the role of stepmother very quickly?"

The smile on Song Meiting's face was obviously distorted. If there was a better choice, probably no woman would really want to be a stepmother.

Wang Hui pinched Song Botao's arm, and the dull man finally became smart for a moment.

He smiled and said loudly: "Dad, Huihui and I have received the certificate, please take a look."

He brought the marriage certificate to Song Bingkun like a treasure, while Wang Hui smiled reservedly.

Mr. Tan congratulated him at the right time: "It seems that Mr. Song's family has a double happiness. Has the wedding date been decided?"

Song Bingkun was not happy that his son was getting married and starting a family. He felt a little regretful when he saw Zhou Qin's indifferent eyes.

However, the matter was a foregone conclusion, and even if he stopped it, it would be too late.

He smiled awkwardly and said to Mr. Tan:
"The date is set for August [-]th. Remember to come and have a wedding drink then."

He was not in the mood to say anything unnecessary. Mr. Tan nodded happily.

"You must drink this wedding wine. Now that everyone is here, let's serve the food."

Tan Shijie immediately stood up and went outside to call the waiter. The private room had been reserved in advance, and the dishes were almost ready. Soon the waiters filed in, and in a short time the table was filled to the brim.

The Tan family was very sincere in inviting them to dinner this time. At least the food on the table looked expensive, and Song Meiting was indifferent to Yourong.

The more generous the Tan family is, the more they value her.

Even though she had to take care of Ruirui, she still had a look of joy on her face, as if she was already the young mistress of the Tan family.

Unfortunately, she didn't notice that Mrs. Tan looked at her with critical and dissatisfied eyes.

Zhong Yu happily took his chopsticks and ate the food he liked, while Zhou Qin looked depressed to the naked eye.

Song Congchun was chewing on the ribs one bite at a time, while his attention was still on the novel.

Mr. Tan and Song Bingkun were chatting about their children's marriage. According to the Tan family's intention, this time when Tan Shijie comes back, he will go through all the important procedures for getting married and skip the rest. When he returns to the army, he will file a marriage report so that next time You can hold the wedding directly when you come back.

Song Bingkun frowned and said hesitantly:
"Isn't this too hasty? They haven't been together for a month. Why is getting married like a war?"

Mr. Tan said with a guilty face:
"Brother, you don't know, the nature of Shijie's work is like this. He serves the people. We at home can only be more considerate. The main reason is that he doesn't have that much time to do it step by step."

Song Bingkun nodded in understanding. Song Meiting was feeding Ruirui, and she was so busy that she still hadn't taken a bite. Ruirui's family had always been pampered because of his health, and he still couldn't eat by himself.

Although Song Meiting was feeding the food, her ears were always paying attention to the conversation between the two parents. Seeing that her father was reluctant, she said anxiously:
"Dad, the nature of Brother Shijie's job is different from that of ordinary people. Since I want to be a member of the military, I should have a higher consciousness. In my opinion, those red tapes can be saved. Marriage is a life for two people. As long as we live Well, nothing else matters."

Her words made Zhong Yu almost angry. These two brothers and sisters are really the best. One loves to help the poor and the other loves to support others. The old Song family is full of talents.

Tan Shijie looked moved, and promptly expressed his stance to Song Bingkun:
"Uncle Song, don't worry. Although it saves some procedures, I will provide Mei Ting with everything she needs. When she gets married, I will take her and Ruirui to live together in the residence. I will never let her live in two places. The days of separation.”

What could Song Bingkun say? His daughter was rushing to marry someone else, so what could he do to stop her?

Mrs. Tan didn't look up at Song Meiting's thoughtfulness and understanding. Instead, her eyes were full of contempt.

She smiled meaningfully and suddenly looked at Wang Hui, who was eating silently with his head down.

From the moment she walked in, Wang Hui didn't speak much except to say hello to everyone.

Although she and Song Botao had obtained the certificates, the elders of the Song family had not yet paid the money to change their names. She could not call people out if their names were not justified, so she could only be reserved and not speak casually.

If Tan Shijie and Zhong Yu were together, then Mrs. Tan would naturally be willing to support her, but she didn't know who the so-called Song Meiting was. Mrs. Tan didn't need to think too much when she spoke. She blurted out:
"I heard that our Factory Director Song's daughter-in-law spent a lot of money to bring her home?"

Wang Hui paused while eating. He didn't quite understand the old lady's purpose, so he just said vaguely:
"It's the old lady who was the servant. If the Song family had money, they would have moved to a new house long ago. We wouldn't have stayed in Bo Tao's original room when we got married, without any decoration."

She always looks delicate and timid on the outside, but it actually brings out the aggressive and domineering feeling of an old lady.

Song Meiting opened her mouth like a 1-year-old, "Sister-in-law, don't be dissatisfied any more. All the [-] yuan in gift money has been given to your parents. How can we still have money to decorate our house?"

Old Mrs. Tan took a breath of air in cooperation, "Good boy, which family in Hai City requires such a high gift for marrying a daughter-in-law? This is done by parents as dowry for their daughters. It is rare for anyone to ask for a gift, but The in-laws have given so many colorful gifts to their daughter-in-law, how much dowry are they planning to give to our Mei Ting?"

When Wang Hui heard what the old lady said, she understood what her purpose was. Emotions were used as a springboard for attack.

Naturally, Wang Hui would not be happy if the money from the old Song family was to be used as a dowry for her sister-in-law and taken away, but she had not officially married her yet, and her father-in-law did not want to see her. At this time, she was talking nonsense, which was making herself uncomfortable. So he lowered his head and continued eating.

As expected, Song Meiting lived up to the old lady's expectations, and she opened her mouth to question her father.

"Dad, how much dowry do you want to give me? Do I get a share of the jewelry my mother left behind when she died?"

Her words successfully drew everyone's attention to Song Bingkun. Zhou Qin sneered. She never knew that the one who died before had left behind jewelry.

Wang Hui's eyes flashed and she lowered her head to prevent others from seeing her expression. Song Botao said angrily:
"Mom, those jewelry are meant to be passed down to the family. They are reserved for the grandson. The water thrown out by your married daughter has nothing to do with you."

Song Meiting snorted coldly and ignored her brother. She turned around and continued to hold on to her father. She stamped her feet dissatisfied and said:
"Dad, tell me, how much dowry do you want to give me?"

Song Bingkun felt that the box was so hot that he couldn't breathe. He lowered his voice and said displeasedly:
"Let's go home and discuss the housework. Don't forget that you are not a Tan family member yet."

It's true that girls are outgoing, but Song Meiting has never been afraid of Song Bingkun. There were so many people at the table today, so she couldn't worry about saying the right thing.

"Dad, I don't care. Wang Hui got a gift of [-] yuan. My dowry cannot be less than hers. My daughter-in-law belongs to someone else's family, but my daughter is your own."

Song Congchun couldn't stand listening anymore. Even if he didn't want to see his eldest sister, he didn't want to see her continue to be stupid and make people laugh. He said angrily: "Why do you get married like dividing the family property? It doesn't matter if you want to divide it." I should have a share!"

His original intention was to open his mouth to save the siege, but when Song Bingkun heard it, he asked him for money and said angrily:
"Why are you just fooling around? I have the final say in this family. Even if I split the money, it's not your turn!"

As soon as he said these words, Zhou Qin could not wait to pounce on him and beat him to death.

However, with so many people watching, she couldn't afford to lose this person.

She could only grit her teeth and try to restrain herself, fearing that she would tear Song Bingkun into pieces if she couldn't hold back.

(End of this chapter)