Chapter 3: Accepting your fate, my son smashed it

When the eldest lady of the Song family held the maid's hand and walked into her mother-in-law's room hurriedly, she saw the two ancestors in the family stalemates with big eyes and small eyes.

This is not the point.

The point is, my mother-in-law really woke up.

Seeing Song Ci leaning on the bed with a breath and feeling awake, Mrs. Song was so happy that she wanted to kneel on the ground and kowtow to the Bodhisattvas a few times.

"Mother, you're awake."

Song Ci had long noticed that this middle-aged beauty in her thirties was graceful and generous, with red eyes and black eyelids. Is this his eldest daughter-in-law Gu, who has this body?

Behind the beautiful woman, there was another beautiful woman with a slightly young and heroic appearance. Is her second daughter-in-law Jiang?

The room was filled with people, which quickly made the air dirty and dull, and Song Ci became more and more irritable.

"Open the window and my chest is very stuffy."

The lady said the order and someone else implemented it. The window opened quickly and a faint fragrance of flowers came in from outside.

When Song Ci woke up, no matter whether it was her daughter-in-law or her nanny, she would surround her and ask about her well-being, feeding water and wiping her face, and squeeze the old man Song aside.

Old Master Song completely ignored him and felt a little sad.

He is the first president of the Song family.

"Mother." A sudden shout came from outside with footsteps.

Everyone quickly made way out and saluted.

"Prince."

"Master, you are back." Mrs. Song stepped forward and took the official hat handed over by the other party, and said excitedly: "Mother is awake."

Before Song Ci could see the person clearly, his hand was held by a warm big hand. He looked closely and took a breath.

The middle-aged beautiful uncle with a beard has a gentle appearance, mature and charming appearance, and exudes the majesty of a superior person all over his body. Such a successful person is looking at her with the gentlest and most concerned eyes.

Song Ci was a little drunk.

This is completely the ideal model among thousands of girls.

"Mom, you're so anxious."

mother!

A mom broke Song Ci's intoxication and his eyes became dull.

Yes, her body is the mother of the beautiful uncle and his biological mother.

Wow, want to cry.

Song Zhiyuan looked at the old mother's crying look and was a little anxious, and asked, "What's wrong with mom? Are you feeling uncomfortable? Come on, please go and get my sign and ask Lu Yuanzheng."

Someone hurried out.

Song Ci looked at Song Zhiyuan and silently thought in her heart countless times. This is my son who has to act according to the script.

She pressed the corner of her mouth down and said, "I'm fine, I'm just old and useless. This time I'm worried that it's mine."

This sentence...

Song Zhiyuan and the eldest lady were so scared that their hair stood up. They knelt down without thinking: "Mom, what are you saying? Is this going to tear our hearts? Is it because my sons are unfilial and fail to take good care of you, so it will be your wrong?"

"That's right, mother, my daughter-in-law are not doing well. Just say it, don't hold it in your heart." The eldest lady was even more frightened than her husband Song Zhiyuan. She married in the Song family for more than ten years. Have she ever seen an old lady admit her mistake?

Even if there is something wrong, there is nothing wrong. Who said she is the mother-in-law and the ancestor!

Song Ci was stunned. She didn't talk properly, but she just knelt down, and she was still in fear.

"No, you kneel down and you all get up and talk."

"mother……"

"Get up, get up... cough cough." Song Ci coughed anxiously.

There was another chaos of war.
Chapter completed!