Suisui at Seventy - Chapter 136

It was another winter, and the winter vacation began. Song Weizheng accompanied Jiang Suisui back to Dayan Village.

His family only had Zhao Qinglan and Song Yuxue, and they had all received them from Beijing, so this trip was completely accompanied by Jiang Suisui.

Jiang Suisui came back again after almost a year, as if she really felt a sense of returning to her hometown. Although this is not her real hometown, it seems that she has lived for more than ten years.

Grandma Jiang, Grandpa Jiang’s body is still healthy, and when she heard Jiang Suisui said that she would like to pick them up for a while to live in Beijing, she shook her heads and refused.

Granny Jiang patted Jiang Suisui’s hand and said: “You have a good time there. We all have old arms and legs and don’t want to move anymore. Besides, I am used to living in the earthen house at home. I can’t live in a house in the city. Used to it.”

Jiang Suisui had no choice but to say: “Then I will come back to see you more in the future.”

“Good, good.” Granny Jiang said gratified, “I don’t have anything to ask for in my life. I just want to watch you get a family. It’s better to let me hold a grandson.”

A trip back home is always unavoidable to urge marriage.

Not only Grandma Jiang reminded me, but the folks who came and went to ask questions and remind me when they met.

“Sui girl, are you back with Wei Zheng? When do you get married, remember to invite your uncle to have a wedding drink!”

“I went to the city every year, and I became more beautiful again! Wei Zheng, hurry up and marry home!”

“Six years old, my daughter-in-law just gave birth to a big fat boy, come and hug you, feel a little bit happy?”

The enthusiasm of the villagers almost made Jiang Suisui unable to resist.

She smiled perfunctorily, and quickly pulled Song Weizheng back to Song’s house, closing the courtyard door and letting out a sigh of relief.

“Really… I’m most afraid of leaving relatives during the New Year.”

Song Weizheng smiled, and took her into the room as he said: “Or he will accept their intentions, so that they have nothing to say.”

Jiang Suisui: “No! The next step after getting married is to give birth. I don’t want it. I want to be more comfortable for a few more years.”

Song Weizheng sighed slightly, stopped, and turned to look at her helplessly.

Jiang Suisui looked inexplicable: “What’s the matter?”

Song Weizheng looked at her deeply, with helplessness in his eyes, and finally said: “I’m thinking, I have to wait a few more years before I can marry you home?”

Jiang Suisui couldn’t help laughing out loud. She looked at Song Weizheng teasingly and joked: “I don’t know, it depends on my mood. Maybe it will take several years, maybe… I want to marry you tomorrow!”

After speaking, she bounced around and went into the room, leaving Song Weizheng who was incapable of handling her.

Song Weizheng smiled and shook his head, followed into the house, and saw Jiang Suisui stroking the sewing machine with a trace of nostalgia.

“It’s a pity, this sewing machine has been used for less than a year.” Jiang Suisui suggested, “Shall we bring it back to Beijing? We can continue to use it in the future.”

Song Weizheng: “Forget it, this is an old one. Tomorrow I will go to Tie Zhu, and let him help. When we look back, we will buy a new one.”

“That’s a waste…” Jiang Suisui said distressedly, “I use this one, it’s no different from the new one.”

Song Weizheng touched her head: “Don’t waste it, your partner now has money in his hands.”

Jiang Suisui chuckled and glanced at him: “Okay, my partner is rich now, then I will continue to hold your thighs!”

“Hold… thighs, what do you mean?” Song Weizheng was puzzled by the strange words that Jiang Suisui would pop up from time to time.

Jiang Suisui tilted his head and said: “Well…you can understand that I want to rely on you, will you rely on me?”

Song Weizheng’s mouth twitched lightly, his eyes full of spoiling: “Of course, it will do for a lifetime.”

Jiang Suisui smiled at each other with him. The atmosphere was just right when he heard a knock on the courtyard door.

“No…we all hid here, and there are people coming?” Jiang Suisui was helpless. Since they came back, people have kept coming to visit, mainly to see the two college students who “returned home”.

Jiang Suisui hid after thinking that Song Weizheng’s family usually has no one to come to the door.

Song Weizheng touched her head and said, “I’ll go take a look.”

“I’ll go too.”

Jiang Suisui followed him through the yard and opened the door. When he saw someone outside, Song Weizheng paused when he opened the door and stopped there.

Jiang Suisui glanced, not quite familiar, and looked at Song Weizheng with a puzzled look: “?”

Song Weizheng’s expression suddenly became cold, and he said calmly, “What are you doing here?”

Outside the door is a middle-aged couple with a probe, holding an old lady with high cheekbones and slender cheeks. Jiang Suisui has actually only been in the village for more than a year. Some people who don’t have much contact with the Jiang family, she doesn’t. Too familiar.

Seeing Song Weizheng’s apparently indifferent attitude towards them at this time, Jiang Suusui said in his heart, this…is it an old man with a holiday?

The middle-aged couple seemed to have seen Song Weizheng’s cold face. They shrank their heads, avoiding his eyes, and said: “We don’t care if you don’t give our face, you can’t help but look at your grandma’s face, right?”

Song Weizheng’s… grandma?

If the person in Dayan Village can be called Song Weizheng’s grandmother, then there is only the old lady of the Song family to whom Song Dashun belongs.

However, as far as Jiang Suisui knew, the Song family had long since drove Song Dashun out of the house, and they had not had any contact for 20 years. Whether it was Zhao Qinglan’s dystocia, Song Dashun’s death, or later Song Weizheng and Song Yuxue’s difficult situation in the village, no one in the Song family came forward to help.

Jiang Suisui looked at the three people in front of him suspiciously, thinking, what do they want to do now?

Song Weizheng’s expression remained unchanged: “Sorry, I remember clearly, I don’t have a grandma.”

As soon as these words came out, the sharp-faced old lady in front of him was a little angry: “Unfilial stuff, what are you saying! You are Dashun’s son, and that is my grandson! Dare to deny me, and be careful!”

His language was vulgar and his attitude was bad. Jiang Suisui couldn’t help but get angry. “This old man, because of your age, I don’t say bad things, but what did you say just now? Be careful of stoma. Karma!”

The old lady looked at Jiang Suisui abruptly, with a mean and critical look in her eyes: “The little girl of the Jiang family, she doesn’t understand the rules when she grows up, she dares to talk back to her elders, she still goes to college, and she reads the book. Go inside!”

“You!” Jiang Suisui had never seen such an annoying old lady since he was reborn, and he almost ran away on the spot.

Song Weizheng shook her hand comfortably, and then looked at the old lady with cold eyes: “If there is retribution, it is not me who should be struck by the thunder, but you who are not saved.”

Seeing that the old lady’s complexion became stiff, he continued: “Don’t come to me anymore. Didn’t I say that is clear enough last time? Since you have already drawn the line, then this life has nothing to do with you. The only person who has something to do with you He is dead and can’t get up again if he’s buried in the soil. If he is still there, he might feel soft on you, but I won’t.”

The old lady’s complexion became more and more ugly, and she trembling lips said: “You dare to treat me this way, you are not afraid that your father is uneasy under Jiuquan?”

Song Weizheng lightly scoffed: “People have been there for so many years, and you don’t listen to a word. Now you are worried that he will feel at ease, don’t you think it’s too fake?”

The middle-aged man couldn’t stand it anymore, and boldly rebuked: “Wei Zheng, this is your grandmother, your father’s mother, no matter what, you can’t say that! We are here for nothing else. I just thought that for so many years, your grandma is getting older, and I want everyone to reunite with each other so that our children and grandchildren can come back and see more.”

Song Weizheng was unmoved: “I didn’t prevent your family from reuniting with harmony.”

Middle-aged man: “How many years have it been since you have grown up now, and your mother has found your relatives too. Looking at the battle, you should be rich? Your family of three is now enjoying the good fortune in Beijing. No amount of grievances should be Let’s go away too. In the future, we will often walk around, and our relatives will be lively, so we won’t be underestimated by Beijing.”

This remark made Jiang Suisui laugh, and it caused the middle-aged man to look at her dissatisfiedly: “Sui girl, you are the target, and you don’t know how to persuade Wei Zheng, just follow him here to fool around! The elders speak, The attitude is not correct at all!”

“It’s unruly, I don’t know how the old lady Jiang taught. If you don’t have a father or a mother, you won’t be able to raise it!” The old lady followed the reprimand and looked at Song Weizheng. Ah, let’s find another good one. Not to mention that there must be a better one in Beijing. The granddaughter of my natal cousin is more sensible than her.”

Before Jiang Suisui went violently, Song Weizheng became angry. His mentality of watching a show suddenly turned into a rage, his sharp sword-like eyes pierced the three people in front of him, and he said coldly: “It’s a waste of talking to you. Time is ruining the mood. What calculations are you making that others can’t see? I thought I had already said it very clearly last time, but now it seems that some people can’t understand people.”

“Whatever you want, it is impossible for me. Finally, I would advise you not to come out again and be embarrassed. If you dare to arrange and chew your tongue like just now, don’t blame me for being rude in the future!”

After finishing speaking, he ignored the ugly faces of the three people and closed the courtyard door severely. If it weren’t for the middle-aged man to step back two steps in time, I’m afraid it will be patted on his face.

After closing the door, Jiang Suisui could still vaguely hear the shout of the old lady outside the door: “You have no conscience and filial piety! You will definitely get retribution!”

Song Weizheng, with a dark complexion, took Jiang Suisui back to the house and closed the door, isolating the sound from the outside.

Jiang Suisui comforted: “Don’t worry about them, anyway, we will come back and have a look, and we will leave in a few days.”

Song Weizheng gave a soft “um”, turned around and hugged her and said, “The last time my uncle and I came to pick up my mother, they visited the door once, and I lost face. I didn’t expect the old lady to go out in person this time. I really don’t stop seeing the benefits.”

Jiang Suisui patted him on the back silently and comforted, also somewhat speechless.

The Song family were really snobbish. They hadn’t heard anything for 20 years, they didn’t think they were Song Dashun’s relatives. Now Zhao Qinglan is looking for someone to come home. Song Weizheng is about to make peace once he has developed, and he treats people as fools.

Jiang Suisui: “Well, those who don’t matter, let them make noise. Anyway, we will definitely get over the better, so let them jealous. I can see but I can’t touch them. I’m annoyed at them!”

Song Weizheng smiled softly, and his depression instantly disappeared: “Okay.”