Qingmei can flirt with Han, but Gao Leng Zhuma can't stand it

Chapter 160 Why did you lose it?
"When I was young, I always thought that you were as good to him as you were to your elder brother. Today I found out that you are all acting."

Song Yitong's vision was blurred by tears, and he looked at Mrs. Song with hazy eyes, "If you really took the second brother's heart back then, I should hate you for the rest of my life."

"Eldest brother's life is your life in your heart, and second brother's life is even more important in my heart."

"He is also my father's child, and he has the same blood on his body as mine."

Song Yitong looked at Mrs. Song, "Mom~ You always taught me to be kind in life, and you can't lose kindness if you lose anything."

"Why are you missing it now?"

Song Yitong sniffed, "Second brother said that if you let his mother go, he won't hold you accountable."

Mrs. Song slowly reached out to get her a tissue, and then spoke slowly.

"I've raised him for so many years, can't I get some feedback from him?"

Song Yitong was shocked by her words, and it took a while to shout, "But that feedback is life."

"Could you have a smaller reward?"

Mrs. Song didn't speak.

After a while Song Yitong asked again, "Where is his mother?"

"I do not want to say."

"Why don't you let him go, it's been so many years."

"Your father is in jail now, it's his fault, why are you still facing him now?" Mrs. Song frowned deeply and squeezed Song Yitong's hand.

"If it wasn't him, there would be someone else. He should know the result after he did such a thing." Song Yitong withdrew her hand that was pinched sorely.

"Why do you blame your second brother, not your father?"

"How can I not blame him." Mrs. Song also roared.

"is that useful?"

Mrs. Song covered her face and lowered her head, tears slipped through her fingers.

Song Yitong patted her on the back, "I will ask my second brother for help so that Dad can come out earlier."

"What's the use of begging him? She sent your father in."

"Then who else can I ask, woo woo~ I'm useless."

Song Yitong sniffed, "Can you let his mother go?"

"If you let her go, maybe the second brother will help Dad."

Mrs. Song raised her head, "What can he help, do you think he is very powerful?"

Song Yitong opened his mouth, wanting to say something.

"Stop talking, I don't want to hear it, go back." Mrs. Song lay down and didn't want to see her again.

In fact, she was thinking about what Song Yitong said just now.

Song Yitong watched her fall asleep, turned off the light, limped back to the bedroom, washed her face before falling asleep.

It's too late after a toss.

The wall clock on the wall was ding dong ding dong.

Early the next morning Song Yitong started to pack up and prepare to move.

The old lady sat on the balcony basking in the sun.

"mom."

Song Yitong saw Mrs. Song coming down and called out.

"Ok.

Song Yitong packed up her things and pushed Mrs. Song to wait for her at the door.

"You go first." Mrs. Song said the address and handed her the key.

"What about you?"

Mrs. Song looked at the house, "I'll go back later, and I'll go back to City E by the way."

"Okay." Song Yitong pushed the old lady into the car, and looked back at Mrs. Song.

Mrs. Song stood at the door, her hair disheveled by the cold wind.

After a long time, I didn't go back until I could no longer see the shadow of the car.

Mrs. Song stepped on a dry branch and made a creaking sound.

The quiet yard exuded a tinge of terror.

Walking into the deepest part of the yard, Mrs. Song brushed aside the weeds that were as tall as a person.

The mottled iron door exudes the smell of rust.

(End of this chapter)