Rebirth of the rich and famous

Chapter 99 Pain
Seeing Song Shuhua pick up the paper bag, some people were happy and others were worried.

Song Haohua looked at Song Xiaoye, although he looked worried, he couldn't say anything more.And Song Shifen and Song Yazhi showed complacent expressions on their faces.On the contrary, Ma Xinru, who finally convinced Song Shuhua, still smiled quietly, as if what she said just now was really just out of curiosity.

Song Xiaoye looked left and right, and then at Grandma Jiugu who was unpacking with a smile, but she didn't make a sound.Maybe Grandma Jiugu never thought about what the girls around her were thinking when they tried to persuade her like this?

That's right, even though Grandma Jiugu had given her some care, but compared with these girls, especially Ma Xinru, what was she?

Lowering her eyes, Song Xiaoye didn't say another word.Song Yazhi only thought she was embarrassed, and couldn't help giggling.Especially when Song Shuhua opened the paper bag and took out the contents, she laughed loudly.

"Xiaoye, even if you have no money, you can't be so dishonest! You actually took an old record as a birthday present. When was it released? It smells musty..."

The laughter stopped suddenly, Song Yazhi looked at Song Shuhua whose hands were trembling in surprise, and was so stunned that she was at a loss for a while.

Is it because of her? !Well, did she say something wrong?
Somewhat panicked, she raised her head and looked at Wang Meiling, who was opposite, Song Yazhi smirked, beckoning her mother to speak for her.

Wang Meiling gave her daughter a blank look, but she still stepped forward to help: "This record seems to be quite old, it should be hard to find, I don't know who it is? Xiaoye..."

Song Xiaoye didn't speak, but just looked at Song Shuhua.Watching her put down the record and pick up the photo that was under it.

Although Song Shuhua didn't speak, there were clearly tears in her eyes.Her hands were trembling all the time, and even the frame of the mirror had been turned over several times, but it still hadn't turned over.

"Ninth Aunt?" Seeing something was wrong, Xinru squatted down, "I'll help you!"

"No need—" Song Shuhua's voice was a little loud, and even Mr. Song, who hadn't paid attention to this side before and was talking to the two Fu family, looked over.

After calming down, Song Shuhua waved her hands, took a deep breath, and turned the photo over.

Looking at the photo, Song Shuhua burst into tears.His fingers caressed the glass, as if through the cold glass, he had already touched the warm cheek of the person in his memory.

Although she was holding back, her crying became louder and louder. In the end, she hugged the photo tightly, crying like a heartbreak.

At this moment, everyone looked over, even if some were far away and didn't know what was going on, but those who were close all looked around, and even wanted to come over.

It was Xu Wanying who was more thoughtful, and immediately stood up, and greeted the group of people with a smile: "Our aunt is so touched! Oh, these children are more filial than the other, and the gift I gave made my aunt very touched..."

Hearing what she said, those acquaintances of the family felt relieved, smiled and praised a few words, and sat down again.

People in other seats can get by like this, but the old man and old lady of the Fu family who are at the same table are not so easy to fool.Of the other families, most of the people who came today were younger generations, only the Fu family, because the old lady Fu and Song Shuhua had a good relationship, so they came in person.

Now seeing Song Shuhua crying like a tearful person, the old lady Fu laughed, "Hey, what kind of gift is this that makes Shuhua cry like this?" Smiling, "It seems that your girl's intentions are really different!"

Patting Song Shuhua's leg, she persuaded affectionately: "Okay, okay, don't cry, let's have fun on the big day!"

Choking, Song Shuhua looked at the old lady Fu, and suddenly squeezed her hand, "Yes, it's her record, and there are photos..."

"Who?" Old Madam Fu only asked in surprise, as if she had come to her senses, "You mean—how is it possible?"

Song Shuhua let go of her hand, and the photo that she had been holding tightly in her hand fell under the eyes of a table of people.

The old lady Fu gasped slightly, "This is it?! It's really—a peerless beauty..."

The old lady Fu praised on this side, but Li Guanhua's face on the other side turned livid, and she squeezed her fingertips tightly. She looked at the photo fixedly, as if she had suddenly seen a ghost.

Elder Song beside her had a cold face, said nothing, and didn't know what he was thinking.

Several old people had different expressions, but the juniors around them couldn't figure out what happened.Song Zhenhai from the other table also rushed over at this time, and when he looked around, he frowned, as if he was thinking about it.

Xu Wanying wanted to ask, but before she could ask, Song Zhenhai raised his eyebrows.Turning his head to look at Mr. Song, he looked at his aunt again, and said in a low voice: "Aunt Jiu, today is your birthday, you still..."

Raising her head, Song Shuhua's eyes were never colder than before, "What do you want to say? Zhenhai!"

His voice was choked, Song Zhenhai really didn't dare to say anything, he could only say: "Ninth Aunt, why don't you sit in the lounge for a while."

Staring at him, Song Shuhua stood up, but did not leave immediately, but turned to look at Song Xiaoye, "Xiaoye, come with me!"

This was the first time Grandma Jiugu called Song Xiaoye alone, not only Song Yazhi and Song Shifen were surprised, but even Ma Xinru frowned.

Song Xiaoye didn't speak, but followed silently.

Old Madam Fu stood up, "Shuhua, I'll be with you—old man, you can talk with Brother Song! You don't have to wait for me when the banquet is over..."

Old Man Fu smiled, glanced at Song Xiaoye with gentle eyes, and nodded for some reason.

Song Xiaoye knew it well, but at this moment, she couldn't say much, so she could only smile slightly.

Following behind Song Shuhua, seeing her suddenly hunched back, Song Xiaoye's heart softened, and she reached out to grab her arm.

Song Shuhua paused, then turned to look at Song Xiaoye.Song Xiaoye didn't seem to notice it, she stretched out her hand, and put the other arm around Old Madam Fu.

Close and natural, as if she had done this movement hundreds or thousands of times.

The old lady Fu turned her eyes, looked at Song Xiaoye, and suddenly laughed: "I said before that your child has the style of a general. Now it seems that not only has the style of a general, but also a very interesting child..."

Song Xiaoye smiled, but did not respond.

The lounge was very quiet, except for the service staff who immediately brought tea, there was no one to disturb.

Song Shuhua still hugged the photo, but she didn't cry anymore.

Staring at Song Xiaoye, her eyes were not as gentle and benevolent as usual, but rather sharp, "How did you have this photo? And where did you get this record?"

Although she lost her composure before, Song Shuhua was a woman who grew up in a famous family, and she was already in her sixtieth year. After the exciting moment just now, she immediately suspected Song Xiaoye's motives.

Song Xiaoye smiled, but she didn't think it was insulting to be questioned like this.If it was her who suddenly uncovered the painful past that had been dusty for a long time in front of her, she would also be suspicious.

"Grandma Jiugu, if I say that I found these things by accident, don't say you don't believe it, even I don't believe it myself. Yes, these two things are my birthday presents specially prepared for you—but originally, I wanted to You are preparing something else."

Being stared at by Song Shuhua, Song Xiaoye remained unhurried, "I know you like to listen to Shaoxing opera, and I listened to it many times with you when I was young-I still remember that you have always regretted not hearing the Shaoxing opera. Teacher Fengjuan's play. So this time I went to Hangzhou personally, and wanted to invite Teacher Chang to come to Hong Kong. But, Teacher Chang..."

"She won't! How could Xiao Juanzi agree?" Song Shuhua murmured, and when she realized what she said, she waved her hand immediately, "Go on, don't worry about me."

Song Xiaoye was silent at first, and then said in a low voice: "Although no one was invited, I heard a story, and I also know why Grandma Jiugu regretted it. So, I brought these two gifts - from Teacher Chang .”

"Why is she willing to give it to you? Why did she ask you to bring it to me?" After asking two consecutive sentences, Song Shuhua suddenly asked in a deep voice, "You want to use this to curry favor with me, so that I can help you plead with your grandpa—— Bar?!"

Pulling the corners of her mouth, Song Xiaoye didn't speak, but suddenly laughed, "I'm trying to curry favor with you, but not to ask you to intercede for me."

After a pause, she said in a low voice: "Sometimes, people are very forgetful, but sometimes people have a very good memory. A little favor or touch can make people remember for a lifetime..."

"Grandma Jiugu, I just want to help you settle a concern and let you know that the person you care about read your name before she died. Also, she doesn't hate you anymore..."

In a word, Song Shuhua's originally stopped tears welled up in her eyes again.

Old Madam Fu sighed, hugged Song Shuhua, and let her cry like a child in her arms, but patted her on the shoulder lightly, but did not speak.

After crying for a long time, Song Shuhua wiped away her tears and looked at Song Xiaoye. Although there were still tears in her eyes and her face was haggard due to crying and excitement, she still asked calmly, "What do you want?"

Laughing, Song Xiaoye shook her head, and said lightly, "I really don't want anything. In fact, I have already got the best during this trip to Hangzhou—Grandma Jiugu, Teacher Chang accepted me as an apprentice!"

Hearing this in a daze, Song Shuhua looked at Song Xiaoye, and after a while, she realized, "You actually became her disciple?"

Song Xiaoye blinked, thought about it, and nodded.

In fact, she really didn't have a deep understanding of becoming Ning Wenxiu's disciple. In her opinion, she recognized the kind but joking master, not the one who touched her a lot. Patriarch.

Song Shuhua lowered her head, looked at the photo in her hand, and articulated slightly, as if she wanted to say something, but before she could speak, the door of the lounge was suddenly pushed open.

"You became the apprentice of that actor?!" It was Mr. Song who broke in suddenly.

(End of this chapter)