Chapter 32 The 31st chapter won the Cambodian broken mother's heart and decorated the lyrics. Mo Shun's poems touched the uncle's taboo and fell into danger.

On Song's side, she was very clear about her daughter's attitude, but suddenly her eyes were swollen from crying, which must have happened temporarily.Then he asked: "Why did you cry so much last night? Your father's illness is still not cured, so you don't care about any taboos?" Chunhua said: "I didn't cry, but my eyes hurt a little, maybe It hurts my eyes." Mrs. Song didn't refute her words, sneered, took something from the house, and left.Chunhua was a little suspicious of what his mother said, and took a careful look in the mirror.Unexpectedly, the two eyes were not only swollen, but also the eyelids were red, like two small peaches, pressing on the face.There is no such phenomenon in the eyes, but it is not easy to deceive people, so he hides in the house all day and does not dare to go out.When eating, he reasoned that his eyes were afraid of the sun, so he hid in the house.After a day's rest, half of the eyes were swollen in the middle of the night.After all, Mrs. Yao loved her so much, she came into the room, held her hand, and turned her head to look at her face.So he hugged the crutch in his arms, freed his hand, and stroked two fingers tremblingly on the bubbles of her eyes.Yin said: "Chunhua, why are you ruining your own body like this? You are blinded by crying, what should you do?" Chunhua said: "I didn't cry, I hurt my eyes." Old lady Yao said: "You just Bad eyes, it was also during this process that I cried. The weather is so hot, why do you sit indoors and go out to enjoy the shade." Chunhua said: "I'm not hot, I can still read books indoors." The old lady Yao said: "This is even more nonsense. Since you are afraid of seeing the sun, how can you still read? I know, you are willing to destroy this body. Come on, let me tell you two stories. With that said, he pulled Chunhua and left.Chunhua himself had no idea, so he lowered his head and followed Mrs. Yao out.

The houses of people in the south of the Yangtze River originally did not have courtyards, but each house had a courtyard.The houses in the countryside of Sanhu, even the courtyards of ordinary people, have been abolished, so people who enjoy the shade in summer have to crowd outside the gate.Although Tingdong's house has a patio, the neighbors on the left and right are enjoying the shade in the open field outside the gate, so Mrs. Yao also dragged Chunhua to the open field outside the gate.The eyebrow-like moon, with a few sparse stars, hangs obliquely on the sky, illuminating the black and towering orange and pomelo trees. From the eyes of those who have been sitting in a small bedroom for a long time, they feel a kind of deep fun.Some of those sitting in the shade sat farther away, so they couldn't see anyone, only the voices of people talking continued to come out at the places where the fireworks were.In the empty space, old lady Yao laid a bamboo bed horizontally, and two neighbor girls, who brought hemp sticks, sat there, quietly waiting for old lady Yao to tell a story.The weaving insects on the bean shed in the vegetable garden were moaning.A gust of wind brought the croaking of frogs in the distant pond to my ears.Chunhua felt refreshed and refreshed, so he forgot all about it and sat down here.

But she was enjoying the shade here, and her mother, Mrs. Song, never came out.As soon as Chunhua felt at ease, he just continued the gossip and forgot to go to sleep until the Big Dipper lay across the woods, and he felt the coolness on his body. It turned out that the dew had already fallen. Chunhua got up and said: "Mother-in-law, let's go back to sleep." Mrs. Yao said: "You can go in and sleep, don't read any books in the room." Chunhua agreed, and quietly asked his mother Peeking inside the room, I saw that the lights were still bright under the window, as if I hadn't slept yet.She thought, what was the reason for her mother sitting alone in the house with a lamp on before she came out to enjoy the shade, and it was so late at night, she would have already rested already.When grandma was about to leave, she just told me not to read books. Could there be some reason for this? I thought to myself, but groped my way into the room.Because I pay attention to everything, when I suddenly saw that the lamp cap of the kerosene lamp on the table had been twisted very finely, I suddenly thought of something.I remember that when I went out, my grandmother dragged her away. I never twisted the lamp flame on the table, and it was still shining like a person in the house.Now that the wick is thin, it could be that the oil in the lamp has dried up.Thinking of this, I looked inside through the transparent lamp holder, but the oil inside was still full.So he turned up the lamp head and looked around the room, but nothing moved.Holding the table with his hand, he stood still for a moment, thinking that it was all because of his own superstition, that there was something illegal in the room, and he was afraid that others would search it, so he took a cattail fan and went into the tent to frighten away the mosquitoes. Stretching in a cattail fan, the tent was lifted, and immediately the hole in the corner of the wall was exposed.Because the hole in the wall was sealed with a brick, and now there is no brick to seal it, the hole has become a black hole. All gone.Immediately, my heart jumped wildly, and the sweat beads on my forehead and spine burst out all at once.Standing on the ground with one foot and kneeling on the edge of the bed with the other, I stayed there for a while, unable to move at all.After a long, long time, I sat on the edge of the bed softly, and couldn't help but say a word: "How is this so good? It's too bad!" After saying this, I felt a burst of anxiety, and immediately burst into tears.

I don't know how long I have been crying, when I heard rustling outside the door, it seemed that someone was walking along the wall, Chunhua tremblingly asked, "Who?" Then he heard footsteps , mother came into the room.Judging by her color, it was also pale in the blue, and her eyes were fixed and would not move.Chunhua tremblingly supported the edge of the bed and asked, "Is mother still asleep?" Mrs. Song seemed to be trembling, and asked in a muffled voice, "Can't blame me for taking care of you now?" Hua didn't know what to say, and just stared at her mother.Song walked to the bed, and asked in a low voice: "It's useless for me to force you to death. If I ask you a few words, you have to tell me the truth." Chunhua knew her What is the meaning of the mother, bowed her head and did not make a sound.Song said: "What are those writing papers in the hole in your wall? I saw the words Li Xiaoqiu on the end of the writing paper. Did that little thing write it for you?" Chunhua lowered his head and Touching the edge of the mat with his hands, picking out the broken grass on it, not only didn't answer a word, he didn't even dare to shoot his eyes at his mother.

Song said: "Of course he wrote it to you, so you don't need to guess. But what exactly did he write on it?" Chunhua still lowered his head, and didn't answer a word.Song said: "I was going to show these writing papers to your father, but I was afraid that the words on them would be disdainful for him, and it would be even more inappropriate to make him angry. So now I want to ask you, what is the reason for this?" Why did he write these things to you? You say, you say! You can’t do it if you don’t say it.” Song Shi was speaking, but she reached out to shake Chunhua’s shoulder.Chunhua twisted her neck abruptly and said, "That's nothing important, it's just some writing." Song's expression also changed: "Why are you still so stubborn? You did something wrong yourself , You still give me a big blow, a girl who can't read big characters, but also knows how to talk about the three obediences and four virtues. You have read the book for several years, and the book teaches you that you are the same young man, so you can read it like this Do you believe it? Stinky meat! Are you telling the truth? It really scared me to death!" As he spoke, he stomped his feet on the floor.What did Chunhua say, two lines of tears flowed down in anxiety, sobbing and crying.

Mrs. Song was speechless and didn't have any second thoughts, so she lifted a piece of her skirt, rubbed her eyes and said, "I have worked so hard to bring you up like this, I never thought you would hurt me like this, I will never raise my head for the rest of my life!" As he spoke, his throat choked, and he also began to cry while snoring.The mother and daughter cried at each other for a while, and Song said: "Are you going to tell me now? I can rest assured if you say it. If you don't say it, I have no choice but to show it to your father." " Chunhua said: "Even if you show it to Dad, it's nothing important. There is really nothing important in it, it's just an article. Don't say anything, don't worry, I'll tell you a word, I came here with a clean body, and I will go back with a clean body in the future. Just a few words like this won’t make you unable to hold your head up for the rest of your life, right?”

Song wiped her eyes and said, "Son, it's not that you are deliberately embarrassing, it's because your father is a husband with a full surname, and he is also well-known in the local area. You have said it yourself, if people don't know, Unless you don't know what to do, if there is something wrong, it spreads to other people's ears. People's mouths are poisonous, how can your father see people? If you say you are still clean, that's fine. I wear a What about Zhang Zi, please read it to me." Then, he took out a piece of writing paper, handed it to Chunhua, and said, "It's this character, please read it to me. Look, these words are typed on it. A dense circle." Chunhua glanced at it, and if it wasn't for the 24 sorrows in his chest, he would have almost burst out laughing.Then he said: "This is just a poem he wrote, there is no reason for it." Song said: "Are you still lying to me? What is he writing these poems for himself? Praise yourself like this Are the poems written well?" Chunhua said: "I made those circles." Song said: "Huh! Poetry? You didn't do anything good, and you wouldn't have any good words. If it weren't for those words that hit your heart Why did you put these dense circles on it! Tell me, what does this poem say?" As he spoke, he stuffed the paper into Chunhua's hand.Chunhua said: "Aren't you embarrassing me? I will tell you the sentences in the poem, how can you understand?" Song stared and said: "Well! I don't understand, only you understand, you say this Don't you feel ashamed?" Chabi scrambled a finger on his face for a while.Chunhua pinched the note, lowered his head and remained silent.Mrs. Song grabbed her skirt and said, "Are you going to tell me? If you don't tell me, I can't be bored in my stomach. I have to tell your father."

Chunhua felt that there was nothing he couldn't say about the above four "Seven Jue" poems, so he said, "Don't be in a hurry, I just want to read and explain it to you." So he took the note and read: "'Ou Sishan Zidanruyun', these seven characters mean that there is a cloud on the opposite mountain." Seeing that Chunhua read it according to the words, Song nodded and said, "Huh! That's right! You have to be so honest Let me listen to the explanation. If what you say is not in the poem, I can hear it all." Chunhua was forced by the situation, so he had to interpret the first sentence as the first sentence, and explained the three "Qijue" to Song Dynasty Shi listen.Song tilted her head and thought for a while and said: "This is weird. Why are you talking about mountains with clouds and water with fish? These irrelevant words. Why did he write these irrelevant words to tell you?" Chunhua Said: "This is how poetry is written. It's nothing more than talking about romance."

Song said: "I've heard your father say this too, so you're not lying. Even Li Xiaoqiu can't do well when it comes to writing poetry. When you come here, you can say that there is a cloud on the mountain. According to you, the next thing is that you are in the field. There is a large herd of sheep. After a while of nonsense, I can write any good poems. Is there any more?" Chunhua said: "There are four more sentences, all of which are the same." Song said: "Speak slowly and there are more. Four sentences, even if there are still four words, you should read it to me." Chunhua also carelessly read the poem.The last two sentences are: If the teaching turns into two butterflies, it will also fly to Han Ping's tomb.So she explained: "A bird burst open the cage door, and flew to the branch." Song reached out and snatched the note, and shouted: "You are talking nonsense! The poem clearly says that there is a pair of butterflies, you How do you say it's a bird?" Chunhua said: "Birds and butterflies, don't they all fly the same way?" Song said: "You said it flew out of a cage, who locked the butterfly in the cage? Look at it this way Wake up, you have been talking for a long time without a single truth." Chunhua said: "You said it, you understand poetry, you can hear it. You said I was right first, why are you saying no truth now?" Song Shi said: "I think you really don't have a single truth. Do you think that if I dare not show it to your father, I won't be able to guess what it said? There are many people who can read. I always have a way to get your scroll paper Put everything in my stomach. Now that I have real evidence in my hand, you can tell yourself, is it bad for being a mother? Or is it bad for you?" She squeezed the roll of paper, only in front of Chunhua shaking.

Chunhua said: "What's the real evidence? I wanted to find a short-sightedness several times to end my remaining life. Now that I have said this, I am determined not to die. Let's make a clear distinction first." Song said: "Huh! You still want to Make it clear, today I didn't sleep all night because of this matter, and I can't shake with you anymore. The things are with me, and I will settle accounts with you slowly." Then, he gritted his teeth and took a He poked her forehead with his finger and said, "What a shameless thing!" After speaking, he walked away timidly and angrily.

Chunhua sat on the bed, facing the lonely lamp, and felt that today's incident was like a big dream.In that bunch of letters, like the four poems I read just now, there is nothing important.It's just that there are two letters in it, saying some words of lovesickness. This is a disease, and it is inevitable that I will be scolded by my mother.But there is also the last letter from Xiaoqiu in it, saying that it is because of the dignity of the whole family, and the two let go, which is always what parents are willing to listen to.Fortunately, I am life and death For people who don't care about it, it doesn't matter if the things are copied by the mother, at most they will die.Thinking like this, I put aside all the worries in the middle of the night.Looking up at the window, it seems that there is already some white, and the sky is bright.So he lay on the bed peacefully and fell asleep.Predicting that the next morning, there would be a big disturbance, maybe it killed him, so he slept enough for the time being, so that he could deal with the disturbance with energy.I didn't want to wake up, I listened quietly on the pillow, but there was no sound at all.At the beginning, I also doubted that it would be too early, but then I looked at the whitewashed wall of the small courtyard outside the window, and the sun was already shining. In the past, it was already after lunch.He got up quietly, and went out of the room before he dared, sat on the chair, supported the edge of the table with his hands, and lost his mind for a while.At this time, the little brother pushed the door, put his head in, looked at it and smiled and said, "Sister, are you alright? Have you eaten your lunch yet?" Chunhua said, "Who says I'm sick? What do you mean?" Ask me this?" The little brother said: "Uncle is here, and mother told him that you are sick." Chunhua thought that Uncle Song Bingnan had visited his father once when he was ill, so of course he still came to see a doctor, and that didn't bother him.Maybe it was because he came well and relieved my mother, or else my mother's temper had exploded, and she used the excuse of coming out to see her uncle, so she walked into the main room. Song Bingnan is also a stereotyped gentleman. Although he never went to school, people say he is a famous boy.Those who are famous children are scholars who have not passed the examination of scholar, but their articles are very good.Because in the imperial examination era, the examination of scholars was called Tongzi Examination, so those who came to take the examination had the nickname Tongsheng.Later, I got used to it, and those who did not pass the examination as a scholar were eighty-year-old, also called Tongsheng.Mingtong is the abbreviation of Famous Tongsheng. From the current point of view, it seems to be a famous child.In fact, at that time, the title Mingtong was too unstandard.Anyway, those who didn't pass the exam are all Tongsheng, and Tongsheng's knowledge is good or bad, and there is no distinction between second and third grades.A scholar has a good face, and it seems a bit embarrassing to say that he has studied for several years and has not earned a scholar with a minimum of fame.So school friends talked face to face, and they must say this to Tong Sheng: Although a certain person has not entered school, he is a famous child and will always enter in the future. When the imperial examination was suspended, it was easier for everyone to talk: a certain person is a famous boy, but unfortunately the examination was suspended, otherwise, he would definitely pass.And the boy student in his 70s and 80s, who has taken the boy's exam countless times, seems to be hard to say that he will definitely pass in the future, or if he keeps taking the test, he will definitely pass in, so he pushes his luck and says that his fate is not good. , also covered up the face.Song Bingnan was not proficient in stereotyped essays at all. When he changed his discussion strategy in the exam, he lost the old tricks and panicked even more.Among Tongsheng, he is really the worst.However, he is very scheming and often helps people in lawsuits.He read several medical books and worked as a doctor in the countryside.Because among relatives and friends in the countryside, they don't leave him for big or small things, which is a bit of face.In order to save his face, everyone gave him the title of a famous boy.He felt that it was a pity that he did not get a scholar.I have no choice but to put the word Mingtong in it without doubt, and talk about it to ridicule.Yao Tingdong is not very speculative about this brother-in-law, but he needs to use him a lot to judge business outside and in the village.Besides, he is a brother-in-law, in order to save the face of his wife, he had to be perfunctory, so Song Bingnan often came to Yao's house, but Yao's family treated him very politely. At this time, Chunhua came into the main room with a yellow face, stood at a distance, and called uncle.Song Bingnan was holding a hookah and crossing his legs to talk to Mrs. Song. He didn't turn his head, but turned his eyes sideways and stared at Chunhua.At the same time, Song's face was cold, and there seemed to be a snort in his nose.Chunhua couldn't help shivering for a while, so he could only stand with his head down and calm down.Song Bingnan said: "Come here, I have something to ask you." Chunhua looked at the situation a little unkindly, but he didn't dare to disobey his uncle's wishes, so he walked slowly and stood in front of him.Bingnan was about to smoke a bag of shisha, quickly finished it, blew on the ash, and with one finger, went to the tobacco box to dig out cigarettes continuously, then he stared at Chunhua slightly and said: "Girl, I am not my uncle, Mind your own business. But your father is not in good health. You should be more careful first, to make him feel better. It is better than eating bark and grass roots. Of course you know how your father got this disease. Come on, you ask yourself, why shouldn't you expect your father to take the medicine early. But you don't understand this level, but..." When he said this, seeing Song's face sank even more, he pressed the shredded tobacco on the pipe, blew on the paper coal, smoked a bag of cigarettes, and then smiled and said: "Your own behavior , seems to be a bit of a small virtue, right? There is a saying in the poem: there is a curb on the wall, you can't sweep it away." Chunhua didn't wait for him to finish, and suddenly blushed and said: "Uncle, why do you quote this chapter of the poem to me? Even if I follow your words and have a little virtue, I will not reach the point mentioned in this poem, which is a bit unreasonable." When he said this, Song was baffled, and only opened his eyes and looked at them.Song Bingnan put down the hookah, slapped his thigh, and said, "What? You say I don't understand! Xingan County's Jinshi, who doesn't say I'm a famous boy? It's your father. There are two provincial examination papers. When it comes to fuss, He sometimes asks me for advice. When I come to you, I will not be able to explain it! Since you know Shi Dali, why do you have such a sneak peek? It means that within the house, can I ask you about your matter, is it right or wrong?" He was shaking all over when he spoke, and he became very angry.Mrs. Song understood now, it was her daughter who said her brother's writing was not good.I thought to myself, no matter how good the article is, I can't exchange a liter of rice, so why should my brother be so angry.But I couldn't help but talk to him, so I shouted to Chunhua: "You are a good girl! How dare you say that uncle's article is not good?" It is said that my family has the words of Zhongran, and I have to say this because of my father's literary name. Fortunately, I have not read it alone. I can invite another person to comment on this truth." Song Bingnan pointed She said: "It's okay! It's okay!" Chunhua wanted to argue a few more words, but he was afraid that if his father found out about the trouble, it would add another illness to him, so he retreated silently.Mengyuan Book City (my285.com) Song Bingnan was so angry that he stood for a long while, unable to speak. Naturally, he sat down and smoked a hookah.I thought about it in my heart, as if Zhongran's words, I saw it in some book, it didn't seem to be within the house.At this time, it is inconvenient to look up the book, and it is even more difficult to find out that it is my mistake.Thinking this way in my heart, I just smoked the waterpipe in my hand.Song Shi saw that his anger was not calm, so she smiled and said: "Brother don't need to be angry with children, this thing is really out of shape." Bingnan smoked two bags of water pipes, and said with a sullen face: "Your daughter, she looks down on me, and I can't meddle in your business. I have already told you about the letters you showed me. It's nothing special, you can leave it to Tingdong and let him decide." Song said: "Didn't you say that there are a few words that you can't tell me, you must wait until you ask Chunhua Say? Now you didn't ask her, how can you give it to her father? His father is very angry." Bingnan smoked a hookah, pondered and said: "You are also worried. But this girl is already abnormal, we are relatives, it is inconvenient to say anything from it. If I tell you, you will say that I hate her, It's a lie." Song said: "Hehe! How do you say such a thing? You are too out of touch." Song Bingnan smoked two bags of water pipes, crossed his legs, and said calmly: "What I mean is to call her here and persuade her a few words. I don't want her to give me a nail before I get to the point. Now that I think about it, let's tell the truth, I don't need to hide it from you." Song said: "Brother, we are not outsiders, in fact, you shouldn't hide it from me. Tell me, what is wrong here? Bingnan smoked a cigarette slowly, looked around again, saw no one, and then said in a low voice: "This child is very cautious, she is planning to elope." Song said: "What? Are you planning to fight to the death? Bingnan said: "No, she has Escape the meaning of the day. Song frowned and said: "Brother, you don't have to discuss articles with me. What is she going to do?" Bingnan drew a circle on the table with the end of the paper media, and whispered: "She intends to be silent Hey, I went for a walk with the kid surnamed Li. "Song said: "Is this impossible? The child surnamed Li has been gone for a long time. Bingnan said: "I don't know about that."But in these poems, there is a lot of meaning.So I said I had to ask her to ask before I could tell you.From what I can see now, even if I ask her, I can't find out why.You should have planned for it earlier. Song said: "Brother, according to your opinion, there is no scandal, right?" Bingnan smoked the hookah slowly and said, "Well, maybe not, but you should pay attention to her." " After hearing this, Mrs. Song was dumbfounded again.Bingnan said: "I have something to do, I can't sit at your house for a long time, should I tell Tingdong, you decide for yourself, if Tingdong gets angry again because of this matter, I can't bear the burden." As he said that, he got up and looked like he was about to leave.Song said: "It's hot at noon, why don't you sit a little longer? I've prepared two bowls of cold dishes for you, and you drink a pot of wine before leaving, okay?" Bingnan smiled a little, because he said: That's right, drinking a jug can do anything, I know that you always have that kind of good wine prepared at home." Seeing that he was willing to stay, Mrs. Song went to bring out the dishes herself.When Bingnan looked at it, there was a plate of bad fish, a plate of cold boiled meat, and a bowl of shredded king melon mixed with vermicelli.Then he stood up and said, "One plate of salted eggs is enough, why bother with many." Mrs. Song took out another tin jug of wine, poured out a glass, and put it on the table, it turned out to be the finest lotus white.Bingnan clasped his fists and made two bows: "Thank you, thank you! The wine is good wine, very fragrant." As he said in his throat, he swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and then sat down.Sitting on the side, Mrs. Song said with a smile: "No one is with you, you can drink by yourself." Song Bingnan said with a smile: "My brother and sister, how do you say such a thing?" Picking up the cup, he took a sip first.Mrs. Song took a banana fan, shook it once and for all, and chatted with Bingnan in a leisurely manner.Seeing the wine in his jug, he drank about half of it, Song said: "Brother, you have to come to an idea with me about this matter." Bingnan said: "Talk to me first. That way is very good, but it won't work if you do it hard, and you need to use some tricks." The chopsticks in his hand were stirred in the bowl of noodles, as if in his heart, Pick a strategy there.He didn't pick any vegetables and put them in his mouth, but he raised his wine glass with the bottom upside down, and drank a glass, obviously he had thought of the idea, and he took a sip happily.Yin said: "The twenty-eighth of this month, isn't it my mother's birthday? You ask her to visit grandma's birthday." Mrs. Song looked back and forth, and said in a low voice, "It's still a few days away." Bingnan said: "You just say that there is nothing wrong with letting her go two days earlier. Now you can let her go. First, to prevent the child from getting angry and strange; second, if the family lives comfortably, the patient I'm in a better mood too. When I arrive on that day, I will naturally send someone to notify me first." Song said: "If eldest brother is willing to do this, this matter will be settled. Today is May 13th..." He pinched his fingers After thinking about it, he said in a low voice: "Then, I trust you in everything, so you can't miss it." Bingnan smiled and said: "That's natural, I don't have any calculations, and I dare not agree to it." He lifted the pot and poured it For wine, the bottom of the jug inevitably faces upwards.Mrs. Song thought for a while, and said with a smile: "There is still wine, I dare not let you drink any more, I will ask you to take a small jar home and drink slowly." If you want to take it away, that's great. If Tingdong's illness is better, you should go home for my mother's birthday. At that time, I will naturally have a few drinks with you. What are you doing? I’m too tired, why don’t I go home and enjoy myself for two days?” Mrs. Song said with a smile, “Brother has such a kind intention, let’s talk about it on that day.” So he got up and went in, and brought out a small pot of wine.Bingnan looked at it, wrinkled the corners of his eyes, and just smiled, because he said: "Chunhua is a child after all, and I don't take what she said against me to heart. My name is Tong, recognized by the whole county. And I must not erase my name as a child because of her words. When I leave later, if she asks, you just say I don't mind." Song said yes with a smile.Bingnan helped the table and stood up, his face was red and yellow, and Huang Zhong was sweating, and said seriously: "This is not a joke, this is a sentence that should be explained, and you always understand it." Song nodded again and again. head. At this point, Bingnan glanced at Mrs. Song when he saw Chunhua flashing inside the door, and then said loudly: "The 28th is the old mother's birthday, the little boss Let's have fun. At that time, Tingdong is recuperating, so there is no need to go. You can go if you can. If you can't, it's the same if you ask your granddaughter to visit grandma's birthday." Song replied "When that day comes, no matter how big or small, someone will go there, maybe two or three days earlier." Bingnan said with a smile: "That would be even better. Grandma is hoping that someone will go here early. I'm leaving, see you another day." Let's go." With that, he picked up the jar of wine and left. Chunhua thought this in his heart, he was drunk and knew in his heart.I knew I said something wrong, so I didn't dare to lose my temper, and I had to take my granddaughter to have grandma's birthday wine, scolding him for being unable to understand a word, and finally got over it.But my mother was already very unhappy, and now that she offended my uncle, my mother must have become even more angry. This afternoon, she had to be scolded again, so she didn't dare to go out because she was sitting in the house.But until the evening, my mother didn't utter a single word, which was very strange. Could it be that she didn't ask questions anymore.Maybe it was to avoid the suspicion of venting anger with my uncle. If I don't mention it today, it will be hard to say in a day or two.So on the second, third and second day, Chunhua was still sweating in his heart.But Mrs. Song seemed to have forgotten about taking the letter that night, and she often said that on the day of grandma's birthday, Chunhua probably went to pay her respects on her father's behalf.As Chunhua listened, she became more and more puzzled. Why did Mother's situation get better? Just as she was wondering, it was the news of Qu Yujian's return that had already reached her ears.She felt that it was a godsend opportunity to pay her birthday greetings to her grandmother's house, and maybe it was a reward after all the hardships.