"That's good, that's good." The woman relaxed suddenly.
"Why, I haven't seen you caring about Bao'er before. What could happen now? Are you afraid that after Bao'er is eliminated by the Song family, he will still need you to support him?" Mrs. Song said sarcastically.
The woman's eyes flashed and she said with a guilty conscience: "Mom, what are you talking about? Hui'er is my biological daughter. Even if she is kicked out by the Song family, I can still raise her."
"I don't know about your little thoughts. Don't take advantage of Bao'er, and don't try to contact Bao'er secretly. If Bao'er knows that you are her biological mother, don't get a point from me.
Yihao." Mrs. Song warned coldly.
When the woman heard this, she put away her little thoughts, then raised a forced smile and said: "Mom, I am your biological daughter. Don't be so heartless. How can I live without you giving me money? You can't bear to give up."
Am I starving to death on the street? There is something to be said for this, it’s not like I can’t do it.”
"Remember what I said, I'll hang up if it doesn't matter." Mrs. Song looked impatient, obviously she no longer wanted to talk to the woman.
"Mom, wait..." The woman said anxiously as Mrs. Song was about to hang up her brain.
"Is there anything else you want to say?" Mrs. Song unexpectedly did not hang up Zhinao directly.
"Mom, give me some more money, not much, two hundred thousand." The woman made a sign with her hands, although Mrs. Song on the other side of her brain couldn't see it.
"Didn't I just give it to you? Have you spent it again? I told you to find a serious job. Look, you are now corrupted. You have the same virtue as your father. If you had followed me, you would not be like you are now."
She felt extremely unhappy when she thought of Mrs. Song putting on a bad face and giving alms to her arrogantly. She must contact Song Qinghui as soon as possible to cause trouble for Mrs. Song.
The woman imagined that when she found Song Qinghui, Song Qinghui threw herself into her arms...
Mrs. Song, like an ordinary mother of children, asked about her children's status at school.
Mrs. Song was originally watching the projection in the hall. When she heard the footsteps by the door, she thought it was Song Qinghui, so she said directly: "Bao'er, why are you here again?"
Song Jinsheng.
After Song Jinsheng came back from the group, when he passed the hall, he didn't just skip it like before, but stepped directly in.
"I'll give you one hundred thousand, so you can save money." Mrs. Song didn't want to give the woman too much money. No matter how much she gave, it would only last two or three days, so she might as well give her less.
Oh, look at what she said, Song Qinghui is her biological daughter, why shouldn't she be found? A daughter should be filial to her mother!
In the past, in order not to reveal Song Qinghui's identity, she just didn't find her. Now that her identity is revealed, she needs to know who her mother is.
"Mom! This is not enough. I also want to buy a new game warehouse." The woman was a little unhappy when she heard that Mrs. Song had just given her one hundred thousand virtual coins.
"Come sit next to mom." He stood up and pulled Song Jinsheng over.
"It's enough for you to eat and drink. How much more do you want? Just be satisfied!" Mrs. Song shouted in a sharp voice.
At first, she directly planned to take the child to a remote planet and drown her in a lake, but at the last step, she finally relented and put her in a basket and let her drift in the lake, leaving her to fate. Unexpectedly,
She survived unexpectedly, and not only that, she was found by her biological parents only sixteen years later. She was really lucky...
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Hearing Mrs. Song's question, Song Jinsheng suddenly thought of his grandmother. When she came back from school, she had asked her as concerned as Mrs. Song.
"Thank you." Song Jinsheng thanked him quietly.
"Mom, you know me. If I want something, I will try my best to get it. If I have no money, I will ask my daughter to be filial to me. She is still the daughter of the Song family. There must be a lot of money.
Money." The woman started this trick again. Every time Mrs. Song was beaten to death by this trick, and there was nothing she could do.
She laughed as she thought about it, and suddenly her face turned cold.
But why did the Song family find their biological daughter? She remembered that she did it very secretly.
"Why are you being polite to your mother? You should. You have just returned home, so don't be burdened. Your brother and sister will help you. If you have any questions, you can ask them." Mrs. Song said gently: "Also, you
How are you doing at school? Are you being bullied? Can you keep up?"
Mrs. Song hated it when women seemed to be doing nothing and just asking for money every day. Just like her gambler father back then, the father and daughter really looked alike, just lying there like vampires.
He sucks blood from his own body and won’t stop until he sucks it.
Then ask the AI on the brain to buy the ticket for you.
Then he picked up the teacup on the table, filled Song Jinsheng with tea and placed it in front of her.
"Don't be so polite." The smile on Mrs. Song's face froze. She didn't hear the child call her mother. She felt disappointed and sad. Alas, after so long, you still haven't accepted them?
The woman saw the 200,000 virtual coins issued by Mrs. Song on the brain, and raised a victorious smile.
"Mrs. Song."
After saying that, Mrs. Song directly hung up on Zhinao. After transferring 200,000 yuan to the woman, she deleted her directly.
"That's enough. I'll give it to you. You've also been disturbed, Bao'er. Did you forget what I told you just now? And even if you tell Bao'er that you are her biological mother, do you think she will believe me or you?" Mr. Song
The person compromised, thinking why she gave birth to such a thing.
The woman thought carefully, hoping that she could get some good results from this matter.
She raised a gentle smile and said to Song Jinsheng: "Jinsheng, you are back, sit down quickly."
She laughed as she thought about it. If Mrs. Song, that old woman, knew about her secret contact with Song Qinghui, she would probably be angry to death.
Fortunately, she didn't care about getting divorced together, otherwise she wouldn't have the life she has now.
Thinking of this, her eyes couldn't help but feel a little sore. She closed her eyes suddenly and pretended to rub her eyes, thus preventing water drops from falling.
It only took a moment for her to adjust her mood, and she came to her senses. She put down her hand and answered Mrs. Song's question: "The school environment is very good, the classmates are very friendly, and no one will bully me. I can also control my academic progress.
Keep up."
"That's good. I was also thinking of hiring a tutor for you. If you can't keep up at school, you can ask her to teach you when you come back, but it seems that there is no need now." Mrs. Song heard Song Jinsheng's words
He answered with a smile.
"However, I think it would be good to hire a home classroom. When you come back from school and do your homework, you can ask her if you don't know anything." After Mrs. Song finished speaking, she was thinking about the feasibility of this matter.
