Fast Travel: Endangered Pup Rescue Project

Chapter 331: Regret as a biological mother and not become a stepmother (End)

When she was about to leave this world, Song Xia was already ninety-nine years old. When she was seventy, she sent her parents away. When she was about to leave now, Tingting was already seventy-five. From the former genius The girl has become the master of traditional Chinese painting today, and has many descendants, fame and fortune.

"Mom probably won't survive. Don't be sad. This happens to everyone."

"Yeah." Ye Tingting nodded with red and swollen eyes.

"Don't cry, it's time to let the juniors laugh."

"If I don't cry, Mom, you will be fine."

"Talking nonsense again."

As he said that, Song Xia, who had been sleeping in bed for the past two days, suddenly sat up with a bright face: "Mom hasn't cooked for you for a long time. Whatever you want to eat, mom will cook it for you."

Seeing this situation, Ye Tingting was not only not happy, but even more sad. She held back her tears and said, "Mom, I love to eat whatever you do."

Song Xia thought to herself and said: "Then let's stew a chicken and make braised shrimps. Mom changed her ways and decided to go home and take care of you. Just say you like to eat chicken and shrimps."

Ye Tingting burst into tears instantly, then turned around and wiped it silently. She didn't expect that her mother would still remember it after so many years.

"Mom, I'll do it with you."

Song Xia just kept laughing: "What can you do? Just eat what mom makes."

She babbled: "There are pickles and chili sauce I made in the jar. Although it is heavily salted, it is best to eat it within half a year."

"Ah."

"There are wrapped dumplings and steamed buns in the freezer. You are getting older, so don't eat too much at one time. The same goes for Xiao Tang. He is already this age. Be careful of high blood sugar and high blood lipids."

Tang Qi, who also had red eyes, said "Hey". It can be said that he has grown up eating the food cooked by his mother-in-law. After so many years, he has become no different from his biological mother. The Chinese New Year is coming soon, and his mother-in-law seems to be indifferent. I can’t make it through the end of the year.

Song Xia babbled, and she had been cooking all her life. Even at this age, she was still very organized and could quickly prepare a table of dishes.

However, when she sat down at the dining table, no one moved their chopsticks. She urged, "Eat quickly, or you'll get cold if you don't."

"Eat, let's all eat." Ye Tingting forced a smile, took a sip of soup, and glanced at her mother. After taking another sip of vegetables, she glanced again. When she finished the bowl of rice and put the bowl down, she found that her mother had closed her eyes. eyes.

"Ugh..." Ye Tingting stumbled over and ran over. She no longer had a mother.

Tang Qi hugged her from behind. He was also very sad. The younger generation's eyes were red one by one, and then they handled Song Xia's funeral in an orderly manner according to Song Xia's last wish.

Song Xia is now considered a well-known local entrepreneur. In addition to her miraculous craftsmanship during her lifetime, she was even reported by the media after her death.

Qin Jiawei, who was already seventy-seven, heard the news and walked out of his residence tremblingly with a cane. The old house left to him by his grandmother had been sold by him long ago, and he was unlucky that the old community had not been demolished for so many years. A year after he sold it, it was renovated.

It's not like he never made trouble, but he was kicked out. He even couldn't stand firm when he kicked the door, fell down and broke his leg.

His aunt didn't care about him at all, and his own mother didn't even come to see him. She had no money to treat his leg, so she had no choice but to become a cripple. It was only then that he realized that in this life, besides grandma, there was only stepmother Song. Xia was sincerely fond of him. He has been looking forward to it all these years, looking forward to his stepmother coming to him, looking forward to his stepmother raising him as her own son like before.

Although so many years of expectations have been disappointed, with the friendship of those years, you can't leave nothing for yourself, right? What about even a small inheritance?

So with that little bit of extravagant hope, Qin Jiawei walked to Song Xia's funeral, but was stopped before he even got close.

"I am Song Xia's son. I am here to see her off. Please let me in."

The security guard had an expressionless face: "You are not the first one to come and recognize your mother. Ms. Song has passed away. Please don't mess around here."

"I'm not kidding, what I said is true." Qin Jiawei was pushed and staggered, "My stepmother must have left me a legacy. You asked me to read the suicide note. If you don't show it to me, you are guilty. I want to Sue you."

The security guard looked at the other person, then took him to an empty room and called the police. There were all respectable people coming and going, how could he be allowed to do whatever he wanted? Just leave everything to the police.

Qin Jiawei was particularly angry, but no matter how hard he banged on the door or yelled, no one paid him any attention. After the police arrived, they were also very speechless towards him.

This man was a regular visitor to their police station. He had been detained and reported to the police for stealing things many times before. However, because he had no direct relatives, was old, and had no property, even they were helpless. They did not expect that the trouble would end up here today. .

Ms. Song Xia was a local celebrity and had donated many donations to the local area during her lifetime. How could they tolerate this scoundrel messing around at Ms. Song Xia's funeral? Doesn’t this chill the hearts of Ms. Song Xia and her descendants?

"Come with us. Isn't this a place where you can mess around? Don't think that because you are older, we really don't dare to imprison you."

"I'm not messing around. She is really my stepmother. She was very good to me in the past. She must have left me a legacy." Qin Jiawei refused to cooperate. The police were speechless and then forcibly took him away.

The matter finally came to Ye Tingting through the junior's mouth. She really didn't expect that there would be such a shameless person. After so many years, she still harbored illusions.

"Mom was so kind before, so she gave him room for fantasy." Tang Qi looked at the candles that were about to go out, and slowly pulled his wife out. "Although Mom is gone, she will always live in our hearts. Don't let her The old man is worried in heaven.”

"Yeah." Ye Tingting's sadness had gone away a lot at this time, but her face was still very tired.

You have to accept the reality, right? Her mother has been with her for sixty-four years since she was eleven years old and has cooked for her for sixty-four years. She should be content.

However, she said she would put it down, but in fact, in the days that followed, Ye Tingting did not touch the pickles and dumplings left by Song Xia, as if her mother had always been there before these vegetables were eaten.

Tang Qi didn't dissuade him. After all, people always have to miss something.

Song Xia returned to the system space and lived a relatively comfortable and smooth life. She finally allowed her daughter to fulfill her dream and no longer have any regrets.

"Xia Xia, welcome back." The system spirit is still jumping up and down, because another world task has been completed, his system mall has been expanded more fully, and he feels full of energy.

Song Xia rubbed his head and watched Tingting slowly get out of her sadness in the system interface, and then slowly fell asleep.

(End of this chapter)