The mother of the era is reborn to support her cannon fodder children!

Chapter 38 "Bloodline Suppression"

"Yuncheng." Lin Zhao's eyes were filled with a faint smile, and the setting sun shone on her, making her look particularly beautiful.

"Sister Zhaozhao?" Song Yuncheng exclaimed in surprise.

After saying this, he stepped aside to let Lin Zhao in, turned his head towards the house, and said loudly, "Mom, my sister Zhao Zhao is here."

Uncle Song had two sons, one named Song Yuncheng and the other named Song Yunjin. Both were younger than Lin Zhao, one was seventeen and the other fifteen.

Aunt Song heard the sound and hurried out. When she saw Lin Zhao, she was stunned for a moment, her eyes full of mixed emotions. She couldn't help but sneer, "I'm surprised you still remember which way the door of your house opens."

There was an unspeakable complaint in his tone.

How can I not complain?

She and Old Song did not do anything unfair to their niece, Lin Zhao. They gave her whatever they ate and even cooked an egg for her from time to time.

Give her the best bed in the house.

When she was growing up, Old Song ordered goat milk for her, even Yuncheng and Yunjin didn't have any.

Her uncle was so exhausted from working the night shift that he still found time to pick her up...

But what about her?
I haven't visited you since we got married. How many years has it been?

It’s been a few years!!!

Old Song doesn't say anything, but he always frets at night and tosses and turns and can't sleep.

After all, she is the girl I have raised since she was little, and she is no different from my biological child. How can I not feel sad if the child doesn't visit me for one or two years, and I don't see her for three or four years?!
Lin Zhao stuffed the thing into Yun Cheng's arms, walked towards Aunt Song, and hugged her affectionately.

"This is my house, how could I not know which way the door opens?"

The girl's voice was sweet and soft, and she smelled fragrant. The erection on Aunt Song's body softened, but she was merciless, "Little liar."

"You say this is your home, but I haven't seen you come here for a few years. What's wrong? You don't even recognize your uncle after you get married? You heartless little girl."

Having said that, he didn't push Lin Zhao hard.

Song Yuncheng glanced at his mother's expression and sighed inwardly. She had said such harsh words before.

...If you don’t want to come, then don’t come. If you come, I will kick you out!
You better hurry up!

Noticing her son's gaze, Aunt Song felt embarrassed and pushed Lin Zhao away. "You're already grown up, and you still hug me all the time. Don't you think it's corny?"

As he spoke, he stood up and made malted milk for Lin Zhao.

Song Yuncheng curled his lips.

Noticing Sister Zhao Zhao's gaze on him, he snorted heavily, leaned against the cabinet with his arms crossed, and complained, "My mom is so partial. Who is the biological child?"

Lin Zhao narrowed her eyes at him and said, "Although I'm not their biological child, my uncle and aunt treat me well, and I also have a share in their care."

The young man rolled his eyes, his voice tinged with complaint, "Yunjin and I will take care of my parents in their old age. As for you, if you're willing, come over more often. My parents miss you."

"I will definitely come here often." Lin Zhao said good-temperedly.

Song Yuncheng felt that Sister Zhaozhao had become a different person. He looked at her with a strange expression and was about to say something when Aunt Song came out carrying an enamel pot.

Without saying a word, he placed it in front of Lin Zhao.

She was still angry.

"Wow, it's malted milk. Thank you, aunt." Lin Zhao smiled sweetly, her eyes and eyebrows were full of smiles, and her tone softened unconsciously.

Aunt Song still didn't say anything and didn't look at her.

Lin Zhao seemed oblivious to her deliberate distance. She sat next to her and said happily, "Aunt, I have a job!"

Aunt Song then looked at her and asked several questions, "Where do you work? Have you started working? Are you tired?"

"I'm a salesperson at the supply and marketing cooperative. I just started working yesterday, so I'm not tired." Lin Zhao answered her aunt's questions one by one, then put her arm around her affectionately and said coquettishly, "I knew you cared about me..."

Aunt Song pulled her arms away to prevent her from hugging her, but she was hugged so tightly that she almost laughed out of anger.

Pinch Lin Zhao's face.

"You're such a pretty girl, who taught you to be so shameless? Don't you feel embarrassed?"

Lin Zhao shook her head innocently, "I don't know."

After teasing for a while, she said seriously, "I just know that it's right for my aunt to be angry with me. It was really my fault for not visiting her for several years."

"I know I was wrong. Aunt, can you please stop arguing with me and forgive me this time?"

Aunt Song already loved Lin Zhao, and the little girl's soft words melted a little bit of the ice in her heart.

Pat her hands.

The hard voice softened.

"Being a salesperson at the supply and marketing cooperative is a good job, and it's one you like. Now that you're in, do your best."

The fact that she was willing to say this showed that she no longer cared.

Lin Zhao's heart, which had been hanging in the air all the way, finally settled down. She raised her hand and dragged out the things she had brought with her, taking them out one by one.

"Aunt, this is what I brought for you and uncle. They're all food. Now that I have a job and can earn money, I definitely can't come empty-handed. I hope you like it."

Aunt Song knew that life in the countryside was hard, so she was unwilling to accept her things, saying, "We don't lack anything at home..."

How could there not be a shortage? Even though my uncle and aunt are both working and have a salary and bills every month, they still have to support two young men, the older one is getting married in two years, and the younger one is still in school. The pressure is not small.

"I don't care." Lin Zhao interrupted Aunt Song.

“…” This is very obvious.

Aunt Song's eyes were filled with helplessness, "You're still so willful."

Lin Zhao replied with great enthusiasm, "You guys spoiled me."

She took everything out.

Meat, eggs, white noodles, a sausage, two apples...they are all very good things, and any one of them is hard to buy.

"Why did you bring so many things?" Aunt Song was surprised and said disapprovingly, "Yuncheng, pack up the things. Zhaozhao, take them back for Dazi and the others to eat."

Thinking about not having seen the older ones for nearly a year, he added, "When you get your vacation, bring the older ones here. Your uncle misses them very much."

Song Yuncheng was squatting beside the small wooden table, listening to his mother packing up her things, when he was stopped by Lin Zhao.

"Stop pretending! Get out of here!" Lin Zhao glared at him, her voice rising in a threatening tone. "Can I take back the things I brought? Don't make me hit you."

She said that she really beat people. When Uncle Song and Aunt Song went to work, Lin Zhao was looking after the two naughty brothers Song Yuncheng and Song Yunjin. She had a bad temper, and the two naughty brothers had been beaten many times.

They are afraid of Lin Zhao.

Bloodline suppression is not just talk.

Song Yuncheng withdrew his hand and sat back obediently, being as well-behaved as possible.

When he sat back down, he realized that he had been frightened and was speechless for a moment.

No, why should he feel guilty? The one who should feel guilty should be his sister!

“…” Aunt Song glared at her son fiercely.

A loser.

Song Yuncheng was unmoved. Humph, his mother is biased. Everything he does is wrong.

"Have you eaten?" Aunt Song looked at Lin Zhao and asked her.

Lin Zhao said, "I just ate a little. I'm not very hungry. I'll eat when I get back."

"I'll ask Yuncheng to bring you lunch at noon next time." Aunt Song glanced at the things on the table and said in a tone that did not allow for refusal.

Song Yuncheng didn't dare to object, "Okay, whatever Mom says."

"No need, I'll bring my own food..." Lin Zhao was halfway through her words when Aunt Song interrupted her, "Why bring food? The food you bring is not fresh, especially in the hot summer. What if you get sick from it?"

"Yun Cheng has to eat anyway, so adding a little more rice won't affect anything. Or...you say you treat this place like your home but you're just saying it with your mouth, but you don't really feel close to us in your heart?"

Hearing her aunt say this, Lin Zhao hurriedly denied it, "Of course not." Seeing Aunt Song staring at her, she hesitated for a moment and simply agreed, "Then I'll shamelessly agree. I'll bring rations tomorrow."

"Okay." Aunt Song said, "Would you like to stay and eat with us later?"

"Not today. I didn't tell my family because I was afraid my eldest son and the others would be waiting anxiously." Lin Zhao explained with a smile while drinking the malted milk prepared by her aunt.

"That's right." Aunt Song didn't force him. He could eat at any time. She then asked, "Are the older children taken care of by your mother-in-law?"

"Yes, I'm relieved that their grandmother will take care of them." Mother Gu was diligent, clean, and caring towards her children. Lin Zhao was relieved to have her take care of the children.

"Your in-laws are quite good." Aunt Song praised the Gu family's character and smiled at Lin Zhao. "You have good taste."

"Aunt, you're smiling. Don't you blame me anymore?" Lin Zhao smiled, tilted her body, and put her face close to Aunt Song.

Aunt Song patted her hands and sighed, "As an elder, how could I really hold a grudge against a child I watched grow up? What happened in the past is in the past. When you work in the county, please come visit often. Your uncle misses you."

She is also thinking about it.

"it is good."

Lin Zhao did not stay at her uncle's house for long and said goodbye and left at around five o'clock.

Aunt Song was worried that it would be dangerous if she went back too late, so she didn't stop her. Instead, she said to Song Yuncheng, "Yuncheng, go borrow Lao Zhao's bicycle and take your sister home."

"Hey!" Song Yuncheng immediately went out to borrow a bicycle.

The Song family also had a bicycle, but it was taken away by Uncle Song.

Soon, Song Yuncheng borrowed a bicycle, and Aunt Song tied a cushion to the back seat of the bicycle.

"Drive slowly on the road." Aunt Song warned loudly, with a smile in her eyes.

Lin Zhao jumped into the car and waved at her, "Aunt, go back. I'll come see you and uncle tomorrow."

Facing the sunset, two people in a car left.

Aunt Song turned around and went home.

The factory’s staff housing complex has five floors, and the Song family lives in a side unit on the third floor.

There is no privacy in this building. If a relative comes to visit, the news will spread immediately.

"Old Song, that was... your Old Song's niece, her name is Zhao Zhao, right?" The Song family's neighbor had just gotten off work and stood nearby watching for a long time before asking.

"It's Zhaozhao. The little girl got a job as a salesperson in the supply and marketing cooperative and came to tell me and her uncle." Aunt Song smiled.

"Joined the supply and marketing cooperative?" The neighbor was shocked. "It's a good company. I didn't expect her to become a salesperson without saying anything. It's a good job and suits her."

At this time, a resident on the second floor who was at odds with Aunt Song appeared, twisting his mouth, revealing a sarcastic expression, and said sarcastically: "So what if you become a salesperson? You still can't get any glory."

"That girl hasn't been to your house for years. Now she suddenly shows up. She must be trying to take advantage of you. Be careful that she will be left with nothing but her pants."

She wanted to marry her niece to Song Yuncheng, but was rejected by Aunt Song. After that, she gossiped about the Song family all day long.

The Song family was diligent and down-to-earth, so there was nothing much to say. They just used Lin Zhao to attack them, always saying that Old Song and his wife were stupid and had raised an ungrateful child...

In recent years, Song Jiake has been the target of much ridicule and mockery by many people in the factory.

Aunt Song ignored her and walked upstairs with her neighbor, saying with emotion as they walked, "My Zhao Zhao has grown up. It's so heartwarming."

The neighbor was very cooperative, "What's wrong?"

"The little girl came to see me and her uncle with things on the second day after she started working. She brought noodles, two pounds of meat, two big apples, a sausage, and more than twenty eggs. I even suspected that she had moved all the good things from home. What else did she say? She said that she would take care of me and her uncle in our old age..." Aunt Song smiled, and traces of time appeared in the corners of her eyes.

"I have two sons, so why do I need a little girl like her to support me in my old age? But the child is so thoughtful, and it really warms my heart."

The neighbors know best how good Mr. and Mrs. Song are to their niece; they treat her like their own daughter.

Lin Zhao hadn't visited her for several years, and she had been complaining in her heart, thinking that the girl had no conscience.

I was surprised to hear that Lin Zhao brought so many things, and I was happy for the old Song couple.

"People say that where the money is, there is the heart; where the things are, there is the love. I have raised you as a niece and it is not in vain."

Aunt Song's smile widened. "I never felt like I had raised her in vain. Zhao Zhao was raised by Old Song and me. We all know what she's like. There must be a reason why she hasn't visited us in the past few years."

"At that time, the temporary job that Lao Song found for her left. In order to reduce the burden on the family, she married herself. Less than a year after her marriage, she became pregnant again, two children and four babies.

We are all women, we know how exhausting it is to raise a child, how can we have time to come to the county? Look, Zhao Zhao came when the child is older, there is no ungrateful person in our Song family."

She said this quietly, and several people in the family building heard it and nodded in agreement.

"Yes, yes, raising children is exhausting. I didn't expect your niece already has four children. She is so lucky." The aunt whose daughter-in-law hasn't gotten pregnant for three years said enviously.

"Old Song, your niece is working in the supply and marketing cooperative. It's easy to get defective products, right? We're all acquaintances, so if there's any, please give us a favor."

……

Aunt Song agreed casually and walked home.

When I got home, I still smiled.

So refreshing!
The depression that was stuck in my heart has finally dissipated!

Collect the things Zhao Zhao brought, put out the two pounds of meat and noodles, and take them to the public kitchen.

When the neighbor saw the meat in her hand, which weighed a full two pounds, he immediately asked, "Did your niece bring this meat?"

"Of course not. The meat coupons at home have been used up. If it weren't for Zhaozhao's filial piety, his uncle wouldn't be able to eat meat today." Aunt Song stood beside her processing the meat, her eyes full of smiles.

She washed some vegetables, cut tofu, carrots, etc., and cut a piece of meat to stir-fry together.

Suddenly.

The aroma is overwhelming.

The whole building could smell it.

The child cried out in delight at the smell and asked for meat.

The adults yelled fiercely: "What meat are you eating? Eat meat! Where did you get the meat ticket? If you make any more noise, I'll beat you to death!"

"Wow!!!!" Violent cries came one after another.

Uncle Song, who had just returned to the family building, looked confused.

Until someone told him that Zhao Zhao was here.

He locked his bicycle, walked quickly upstairs, pushed the door open and walked in, his eyes scanning around, with implicit expectation but well hidden by him.

I was so worried about my niece that I even ignored the rich smell of food in the house.

Aunt Song said, "You're back, let's eat."

Uncle Song sat down, and within half a minute, he couldn't help but ask, "Just the two of us?"

"What else?" Aunt Song put the dishes in place, tried hard to suppress her laughter, and pretended not to notice what he was thinking.

Uncle Song finally couldn't help but ask, "Didn't they say Zhao Zhao is here? Where is she?"

"Pfft!!" Aunt Song laughed out loud.

“…” Uncle Song looked at her without saying anything.

After laughing, Aunt Song said, "She went back. She said she didn't tell her family and she was anxious to go home to see her children. I asked Yuncheng to take her there."

Uncle Song nodded.

"Eat noodles." Aunt Song said, "This meat and noodles were sent by Zhao Zhao. You have to eat more today."

Uncle Song felt warm in his heart, but then he thought of Zhao Zhao who was in the countryside and had a hard time getting a meal of meat, and as an uncle he started to worry again.

"I remember there are a few cans of meat at home. I'll send them to Zhao Zhao someday."

"You think I didn't give it to you?" Aunt Song rolled her eyes at him. "Zhao Zhao flatly refused."

Then he laughed again, "I have good news for you..."

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