reborn at sixty

Chapter 700 714. Accept Criticism
Chapter 730 Three

However, Song Changshan didn't persist for long inadvertently.

The next day, when the old men and women in the yard were sitting together and talking about the play, Song Changshan obviously became a bystander, and the feeling of being excluded was a little uncomfortable.

So the old man has been chasing this drama for the past two days, but seeing his wife who is crying and gnashing his teeth beside him, he feels a little uncomfortable.

He admits that this TV series is good, but no matter how you watch it, it feels familiar. Why is it similar to the story of their family?
The old man was still a little unsure of himself, so he took a closer look at the editor and the author at the end of the day, but he didn't see any familiar names, which meant that this was not done by his family, so he didn't I settled down temporarily and continued to watch, but the doubts in my heart never went away.

Looking at his wife who was crying beside him, the old man felt a little irritable.

"Why are you crying? You also think that grandma is quite hateful, don't you? Think about your attitude when we recognized the two children. It's not much different from the old lady on TV."

Zhou Changqiao was taken aback. She had been immersed in the TV drama for the past few days, so she really didn't think about it, but the old man's reminder made her want to break out in a cold sweat the more she thought about it. In comparison, how do you think that grandma did the same things as she did back then?

"Old man, do you think someone will use our family's affairs to write a TV series?"

Song Changshan snorted coldly, "Don't worry about whether they wrote about our family, just compare yourself to that old lady on TV, are you better than her or similar to her?

If you follow her example, the big guys will continue to scold you when you go out tomorrow. I see where you will put your old face in the future.

This person just can't do anything unscrupulous. Look at the same grandson. You treat the children of the fourth family no better. I said that the old woman doesn't care whether the things on TV are true or not, you If you have something, change it if you don’t have it, and encourage it if you don’t have it, and you can live comfortably by yourself. "

Zhou Changqiao was not very satisfied with the old man telling her these things, as if she was a stepmother and stepgrandmother, but the more she saw her, the more frightened she became.

Because these things and these people are similar to her back then, and she knows what she has done.

But her heart was full of doubts. There were some things that even Zheng Zihui didn't know very well, but why was it written exactly the same as what she did back then?

Zhou Changqiao felt really uncomfortable seeing this, but she couldn't bear to give up, because the TV series was so exciting, she had nothing else to do if she didn't watch this to pass the time, and it was too early to go to bed, so she suppressed the pain in her heart. Uncomfortable to continue reading.

But Zhou Changqiao had nightmares that night, and even Song Changshan, who had always been a heavy sleeper, was awakened by her screams.

"What's the matter with you, what are you shouting about if you don't sleep well at night?"

Zhou Changqiao touched the cold sweat on his forehead, and said with lingering fear, "I had a nightmare. I dreamed that Shui Lian and Shi Shi were chasing me with a machete. You said these two little beasts, I am their grandma, dear." Grandma, how could they treat me like this."

Song Changshan turned over impatiently, and said angrily, "You blame the two children for having nightmares, you are really unreasonable, you are dreaming, okay, when did those two children treat you like this?
Even when you didn't let people enter our house, the two children didn't say anything, they stayed in the countryside and passed the exam on their own, so let me tell you what's good about you. "

When Song Changshan said this, he suddenly remembered something, turned over and faced Zhou Changqiao, staring straight at his wife, "Tell me honestly, I don't know if you did something about Wenbo and Zihui back then. thing?"

Zhou Changqiao was so frightened that her back was in a cold sweat, but she hadn't done it in vain these years, she would still pretend to be calm.

Song Changshan gave Song Changshan a blank look in the darkness, "Look at what you said, what can I do? When our son comes back, I will be Amitabha.

You old guy is really, why do you still suspect me, who am I, I am your wife, Wenbo's own mother, you really think of me as a stepmother, I have never seen such a careless person like you two People, you just don't appreciate how good you are, just dream that you can still connect with TV.

Didn't you say that it was all made up of books and dramas, and written in vain, why are you so concerned, go to bed quickly, and have to get up early to exercise tomorrow. "

Seeing that Zhou Changqiao didn't even talk, Song Changshan dispelled the doubts he had just now. Maybe he really thought too much, and he didn't want anything to happen to his family. That is the key to harmony between people.

Song Changshan slept soundly that night, but Zhou Changqiao beside the pillow suffered from insomnia. She couldn't sleep, and she was recalling everything that happened that year, replaying it frame by frame in her mind like a plot in a TV series, until Her head hurt, and the man fell into a drowsy sleep.

When she woke up the next morning, she was not very energetic, especially when she accompanied the old man out for a walk and talked with these old men and ladies in the compound, her heart was trembling.

It seems to be back to the time of the critique meeting back then. Everyone criticized the grandma's actions extremely, and of course they also expressed extreme sympathy for this pair of hard-fated lovers.

Zhou Changqiao sighed in her heart, fortunately, what she did on TV was a little different from what she did back then, otherwise she really should have checked who wrote it, and she knew so much.

"Oh, this is the charm of art. It comes from life and is higher than life. Look at how well this story is written, and the actor is also good at acting..."

After all, there are still some knowledgeable people in this yard, and the height and angle of what they say is different from those chattering old ladies. Of course, Zhou Changqiao, who was in the spirit of criticism, was relieved.

Someone saw that Zhou Changqiao's expression was not very good, and asked a question with concern.

"It's okay. I guess I caught a cold while sleeping last night. I went home to lie down. This person is old and can't be forced by other young people. Now I feel that my old bones are sore and sore, Lao Song , You chat with everyone slowly, I'll go home first."

Song Changshan looked at the old lady who was slowly walking away, and sighed in his heart. He didn't know what was going on with this wife. Since he had a nightmare last night, he was listless this morning. Make up for my wife.

(End of this chapter)