Chapter 110: Third Uncle Will Be Jealous

  She turned around the bend and avoided Zhang Yunping's line of sight. Suddenly, Sang Hong seemed to have been drained of all her energy, leaning against the wall with a vacant expression, panting heavily.

  Song Shuwei stretched out his arm to block her waist and carried her up the stairs horizontally.

  Xiang Hong struggled and whispered: "Don't, it's not good for people to see."

  "No one saw it, I know you're tired, okay, let your husband show some concern." Song Shuyu could naturally see the cold sweat on Xiaoyao's forehead.

  "Oh my, your mom's aura is too terrifying! After sitting with her for just a short while, I'm all cold sweat on my back and my mouth corners are almost cramped from smiling. Hey... I can tell, she doesn't like me."

  Xiang Hong whispered softly into his ear, as if afraid that the future mother-in-law sitting in the living room would hear.

  "Hehe, don't think that way, she's just like that, used to being picky. You need to understand one thing, which is that when dealing with her, if she doesn't criticize you, it's equivalent to praise."

  Song Shuyu comforted her.

  "Really?"

  Shang Hong exclaimed in shock.

  Song Shu nodded: "We three brothers have been trained by her strict methods since we were young, and our two elder sisters-in-law have also adapted to it after being married for a long time. Only you are new here, so you might be intimidated. But she's the type of person who is cold on the outside but warm on the inside."

  Xiang Hong thought gloomily, this coldness she truly felt, but how could she perceive the warmth in her heart?

  Forget it, compared to her mother who always wore a mask of smile in front of her, this guy was much more fortunate for her.

  Couldn't help but let out a soft sigh of laughter.

  "What's so funny?" Song Shuyu asked.

  "It's not that I'm laughing at you, it's just that I think it's quite an achievement for you to grow up with such confidence and strength under the watchful eye of a mother as picky as yours." Xiang Hong sighed jokingly.

  "Alas, you've misjudged me. The deep wounds she inflicted on my young heart have never fully healed. My confidence and strength are only evident when I'm working, as a result of understanding and trusting my abilities. As for being confident and strong in life, that's an overestimation - I'm actually very weak and need your frequent encouragement and comfort, dear wife."

  Song Shuyu is humble and modest.

  Xiang Hong sneered at him: "You're overdoing it, you're being hypocritical."

  "Heh heh." Song Shu Yu smiled lewdly and directly carried her up to the third floor, entering Grandfather's treasure pavilion.

  Downstairs in the living room, Zhang Yunping lowered her eyelids and respectfully asked Song Dàyǒu: "Dad, have you seen this girl?"

  Song Daiyu puckered her lips and withdrew her gaze from the snuff bottle, saying: "Hmmm, what an interesting little lass."

  "Alas, our family's Xiao Yu, always so picky, paired with such an unsuitable and unrefined little girl, won't he be humiliated?"

  Zhang Yunping spoke tentatively.

  "Hehe, what's called being wronged? If he himself likes someone, how can it be considered being wronged?" Song Daiyu looked at her with a good temper.

  "Although he has an age advantage there, in fact his experience with women is very shallow, and this gaze doesn't know how to say it."

  Zhang Yunping smiled painfully, her heart even more painful, watching the old man who had been favored by everyone, she felt a little unwilling and helpless.

  "I see, so you're saying that this girl has almost nothing good about her and isn't worthy of our family's Xiao Yu?"

  Song Dàyǒu felt it was necessary to do some daughter-in-law work, looking at that little girl, the first time she saw those three old men still able to be calm and playful, how could she become so restrained once she entered their living room, obviously that was a clever little girl, with discerning eyes.

  "Don't you think so? No family background is nothing, but this face can't be shown off, one look and it's too tender, standing with our Shu Ye, not very matching."

  Zhang Yunping was so straightforward when she heard Lao Yezi speak so clearly that she also poured out her heart.

  "Yunping, you're getting things backwards;

  What is love?

  It means that when you love someone, everything about them becomes lovable.

  If we consider family background, appearance, and all sorts of trivial matters, can there be anyone who meets the conditions and is also likable?

  Even if there is such a person, can he be the destined one who will hold her dear in his heart and spend a lifetime with her?

  "How many times have you helped him with your own set of standards, and yet he still doesn't learn from his mistakes?"

  Song Dàyǒu asked.

  Zhang Yunping said discontentedly: "The wives of Lao Da and Lao Er's families are all on an equal footing, aren't you also quite satisfied?"

  "Satisfaction comes from oneself, then family background is secondary."

  For people like us, once we've got a decent home set up, what kind of door and window decorations do we need to complement it?

  "All these years, you've been living with such a close family, always comparing and being particular about everything. Do you think it's okay or have you just gotten used to it?"

  Song Dàyǒu said with a smile.

  "It seems that people like us all live this way, the wealthy and noble stick together, with deep roots, what's good or bad about it?"

  Song Dàyǒu saw his daughter-in-law still holding onto old ideas and couldn't help but enlighten her:

  The political situation is changing a lot, the leadership team is becoming younger and more internationalized, which is a major trend. At this time, giving people fewer impressions of forming cliques and seeking private interests can help one keep a low profile and go further.

  Shu Yu's helpers are enough, don't give him some unnecessary backstage, let people be vigilant, pick his thorns, and everything will be ruined."

  Zhang Yunping's expression changed as soon as she heard this, although she had some reservations about the old man not being active for many years and letting his youngest son be promoted, but upon hearing this, she realized that there was a greater purpose at play.

  He immediately laughed and said: "Dad, you're absolutely right. No wonder Jing Shi always says that your eyesight is the most poisonous, able to see through everything at any time."

  Song Dàyǒu burst out laughing and said: "Haha, I don't have any special foresight or hindsight, it's just that I've suffered more hardships and seen more things than you guys, so maybe I can see a bit further ahead."

  People at our level, by now their kids have become second or third generation officials. The girls in these families mostly go abroad to study and are far removed from real life, with basically no difference in their way of thinking.

  Marrying a girl from this kind of family would actually be of little help to Shu Yu.

  "Especially now, who knows how many people are watching his marriage and making a fuss about it. A good marriage should be low-key, being low-key can avoid making enemies, and only then can his career soar."

  Song Dàyǒu said, pulling out a newspaper from under the coffee table and handing it to her:

  "Look, Ye's family's fashionable girl is back. Listen to what she says. Her dad asked one of my old friends a few days ago about Shu Yu's marriage. Think about it, the reason she said for coming back to China, the boy in that story, isn't he our own little Shu Yu?"

  Zhang Yunping took over the beautifully printed color newspaper and recognized Ye Feng at a glance.

  "Tsk, tsk, Ye's family that slender-waisted and slender-legged little girl has actually grown up to look like this." Zhang Yunping's eyes were filled with incredulity.

  Take a look at the gossip reporter's depiction below, which is like catching wind and shadow, and say that they want to work hard to create a century-old love myth, can't help but laugh:

  "It can't be our Xiaoyu, this kid has never liked her. When he was young, he secretly told me that Ye's daughter looks like a long-legged stork, ugly to death, and I even scolded him for it. How could he possibly have such an absurd ten-year agreement with her?"

  Song Da nodded slightly: "Xiao Yu is not that kind of unfaithful child, he has a pure and good nature, and he's not flirtatious. Such an excellent child hasn't gotten engaged until now;

  The girl who married him could immediately rise to prominence, so it's natural that many girls have a crush on him.

  Look at Zhao's Yanran, scheming against him, was thrown to the icy snow land in the north by his anger, and Zhao Qingshan that old man has been ignoring me for so long.

  If Ye Jia's daughter were also to be subjected to such a scandalous marriage, it would stir up even more of a storm throughout the city.

  Xiaoyu should be fine this year, just let him pass safely and smoothly, no need to make things complicated."

  Zhang Yunping heard that this marriage was related to her son's future, so she naturally didn't dare to be careless.

  Ye's daughter has been out for so many years, and she has been through enough hardships to refine her appearance and temperament. However, how many girls who are mixed up in the fashion circle can be said to be clean? The standards for liking and choosing a daughter-in-law cannot be consistent, no matter how outstanding she is, it's impossible for her to marry Shu Yu.

  "Look at Shu Yu, that child is gazing at Sang Hong with such a loving expression, it's unbearable. Have you ever seen any of our children dare to be so flirtatious in front of us?"

  Not being fond of her, how could he possibly risk being rebuked by others and still want to hold her hand?

  You'd better help them, this girl is clever, you take another look at that face, don't you think it looks a bit familiar?

  Song Shuyu nodded in agreement.

  Zhang Yunping was taken aback for a moment, saying: "That's strange, now that you mention it, I think she looks quite familiar too. Look at my memory, I've gone through her family members and still can't figure out why I'm familiar with her."

  "I remember that your family and the Lin family used to be very close, don't you think that Sang Hong looks exactly like the youngest daughter of the Lin family, what's her name, Ran?"

  Song Dàyǒu also didn't hide it, and said the speculation in his heart out loud. Although he was clear that Lin Xuanyu had probably already thoroughly investigated Sang Hong's family background.

  "Lin Qingran! Dad, now that you mention it, I remember that I was very close to Lin Qinghua, Lin Qingran's sister back in the day. I often went to their house to play. Lin Qinghua had big eyes and a square face, looking like Li Tieying, conforming to the aesthetic taste of the Cultural Revolution era; many boys chased after her;"

  At that time, I saw her younger sister Qing Ran's small face with delicate eyebrows, and she didn't look like her older sister at all, which made me feel regretful for a long time!

  You wouldn't believe it, but thinking about it, San Hong's face looks about 70% similar to Lin Qingran back in the day, except she seems to have more guts.

  Zhang Yunping thought of her childhood playmates, and her eyes softened a lot.

  Song Dai nodded slightly.

  However, just as the Cultural Revolution was beginning, Lin's family used the excuse of taking care of old Mrs. Lin to move abroad with their whole family. It is said that Lin Qingran coincidentally met with the sent-down youth and couldn't bear the poverty in the countryside, and had already... passed away!

  Zhang Yunping still had a faint impression of this matter.

  Song Dàyǒu sighed and said, "You only know one side, but not the other. Lin Qingran secretly returned home before they went abroad. This girl was educated very strictly and it's said that she not only didn't follow them out, but also drew a line with her family. The Lin family was so angry that they immediately cancelled her household registration and gave her an orphan identity certificate."

  It is speculated that Lin Qingran should have settled down in the countryside with a new identity.

  Lin Xuan Yu's father was a naturally talented martial artist, although he came from a humble background, his martial arts skills were very high, and the family had a solid foundation. Many of their ancestral possessions were donated to museums in exchange for a protective charm that helped them escape with their lives. Later on, everyone was too busy to care about others, it's said that many relatives of the Lin family who remained behind had their homes confiscated, an entire clan collapsed overnight.

  "After the reform and opening up, Lin Xuan Yu sent his parents' ashes back to their hometown, saw that the domestic situation was not bad, so he stayed behind to reopen the school and teach apprentices, and in a flash it has been twenty or thirty years."

  "Didn't Old Master Lin ever look for Lin Qingran?" Zhang Yunping found it unbelievable.

  "Haha, of course he looked for her. Back then, he had changed the name on the orphan identity card he gave to Lin Qing. He must have been searching for her under that new name. The person he found was not her at first glance, and coincidentally there was another one around the same age who had passed away. At that moment, his heart was filled with despair."

  Who would have thought that this little daughter of his still had the nerve to use her old name and live a good life!

  It's all fate playing tricks on people!

  Mr. Lin said that on that day, he saw our little Yu bringing Sang Hong to his will hall to play. He was stunned and thought that his youngest daughter had returned home again. He was so excited that his hands were shaking and he couldn't speak clearly.

  He hastily asked someone to look up Sang Hong's information and was shocked to the point of illness, lying in bed for a long time.

  After recovering from his illness, he mustered up the courage to acknowledge his relatives, but then heard that his daughter had just undergone a major heart surgery, and was so scared that he retreated again, and still hasn't figured out how to go about acknowledging her.

  "Now that you mention it, Lin Qing is indeed a likely candidate. Her heart disease is said to have been congenital, and she's been frail since childhood; there's no comparison with her sister. Do you think Sang Hong might possibly inherit the heart condition?"

  Zhang Yunping returned to this issue again.

  "This little girl has a good physique, she's a great material for martial arts training. She inherited the Lin family's martial arts genes and has a lot of her ancestors' spirit. Jianzhu said she passed the special forces test with flying colors, you're going to have a legendary special forces daughter-in-law."

  Song Dàyǒu was very clear that Sang Hong could not have heart disease.

  "Getting married is all about taking good care of the children and carrying on the family line. How can you be so happy when your son has such a dangerous job as a special forces soldier?"

  Zhang Yunping couldn't quite understand.

  "Carrying on the family legacy? The Lin family's martial arts lineage doesn't have good enough inherited genes?"

  Song Dàyǒu couldn't help but laugh, and then said, "Xiao Yu won't necessarily be like his dad or uncle, he might even go further. So, his wife should be able to easily keep up with him, no need for her to stay at home to maintain these complicated family relationships like you all do. You and the two daughters-in-law are enough to handle this."

  Song Dai explained patiently to her, hoping she wouldn't take Sang Hong lightly.

  Zhang Yunping only felt a "buzz" in her head, and she was somewhat tongue-tied. The position was even more advanced than that of her husband and eldest uncle's job. What kind of position was it? She could hardly think, but she also knew that Song Dahai would absolutely not talk nonsense.

  "She hesitated for a moment before saying: 'Dad, I'm just a woman with long hair and limited vision. Thanks to you for considering Xiaoyu so thoroughly.'"

  Song Dàyǒu said calmly: "This is not a road I paved for him, it's one he walked out by himself."

  Yunping, the best son you've raised is him. He's calm and cautious, never arrogant or impatient, and has never formed cliques or pursued personal gain. He's content with his lot in life. This kind of character can bear heavy responsibilities, and will soon show itself in the new situation."

  Zhang Yunping rarely received praise from her husband, and she thought that the person she had scolded the most and felt was the biggest failure was this kid. Because of his delayed marriage, she couldn't hold her head up in front of relatives, and every day she followed him with a worried heart, but in the end, all her thoughts were actually causing trouble for her son.

  For a moment, I felt like I was the one who knew my son the least despite being his mother.

  She let out a sigh, but didn't feel any relief. Instead, she suddenly felt that her life had taken a turn for the better. The heavy burden on her mind was not only lifted, but this kid would also become her new pride.

  Her mood improved slightly, and she followed the old man's tone:

  "Dad, how about doing it this way, is that okay?"

  Let Xiaoyu take a leave of absence for the time being, the year-end moral evaluation has ended, and use the excuse that Sang Hong was frightened to accompany her to relax, so as to avoid those who beg for mercy from that group of bastards, and give Sang Hong a chance to vent her anger.

  Also avoid Ye Jia's nonsense in this round of newspaper reports;

  By the way, let them go to A city to visit their relatives directly. When it's your birthday, they'll come back and introduce Sang Hong to everyone at that time, which is also a statement for everyone.

  Song Dàyǒ stroked his beard, nodded and said: "Very good, these two people rarely gather together, it's just right to take a leisurely stroll and cultivate their feelings;

  Also, when the time comes, I'll just bring both of them over and we can all meet each other. I'll find some free time to ask Old Lin about his plans."

  The two of them chatted for a while longer about family matters. Zhang Yunping glanced at the time: "How come these two kids have been upstairs for so long and haven't come down yet?"

  Song Dàyǒu laughed and said: "Isn't it because you scared him?"

  "Aren't you worried that they will take away all your good things?" Zhang Yunping also felt that she had not been polite enough to Sang Hong just now, and counter-questioned her husband about the extent of his doting on their youngest son.

  "Sooner or later it's all theirs anyway, I'm just giving them a head start on the human connection, and maybe they'll tolerate an old man like me for a little while longer."

  Song Dà brought up this good-natured daughter-in-law with a hint of something else in his words.

  Zhang Yunping felt a bit embarrassed and lowered her head, then picked up the box on the small tea table and said: "I'll go let Zhang Shu help me change this hairpiece, after all it's the children's kind intention!"

  She left when it was still early, and outside it gradually became lively.

  Song Shuyu's older brother Song Shuhao and his wife Zhang Hui came in with their twin sons.

  Zhang Hui silently sized up the row of cars in front of her, puzzled by her mother-in-law's intention in inviting their whole family to Grandfather's house. Her gaze swept past a familiar car, and it seemed that her mother-in-law had already arrived.

  Spotless twins Song Jiayin and Song Jiabao jumped out of the two car doors at the back, one on the left and one on the right, shouting "Lao Ye" in unison as they rushed to the living room.

  Song Shu Hao's eyes swept over with a soft glow, his handsome face hooked a shallow smile: "These two little guys, shouting for a long time without seeing the old master, look, running so fast."

  Zhang Hui also smiled and said: "It's really a close relative of the younger generation, when did they see me so enthusiastically running and shouting?"

  The two of them walked and saw that another car was coming from the front road, and they couldn't help but stop in their tracks and laugh: "Old Er's family has also arrived, today is really a full house."

  As expected, the car stopped beside them and Wang Jing, Lao Er's wife, got out of the car with her son Song Jiaju.

  Zhang Hui looked into the car and didn't see Lao Er Song Shu Jie, only saw Driver Old Wang, and couldn't help but ask: "Where's Shu Jie?"

  Wang Jing smiled and beckoned them: "They're busy in their department, come over later."

  "Where are the brothers?" Song Jiaru asked in a soft voice.

  Song Shu Hao stretched out his hand to grab his waist, lifting him high up in the air: "Hmmm - Jia Ju has grown taller, call Big Brother, and Big Brother will tell you."

  Song Jia kicked his little fat legs: "Big brother is bad! Always teasing me like this."

  Song Shu Hao laughed even louder, lifted him up and spun him around in a circle before putting him down, saying: "Little guy has grown up, if I don't see you for another few months, I reckon I won't be able to lift you anymore!"

  Song Jiaju stared at his uncle, took a step forward, and saw him nodding towards the living room. He immediately rushed in: "Master! Brother!"

  Three adults behind them burst out laughing: "Look at this kid shouting for someone."

  Three people entered the living room and saw two little guys surrounding Song Daiyou, laughing and joking together.

  Song Dàyǒu looked up at them and said, "Your mom is in the kitchen."

  Zhang Hui and Wang Jing both headed straight to the kitchen, while Song Shu Hao sat on the sofa beside them, chatting casually with Grandfather.

  He looked up and saw two people coming out of the corridor on one side, squinting his eyes to take a closer look, and found that the tall and well-built man in military uniform was his younger brother Song Shuyu.

  His right hand was intimately embracing a slender little girl wearing camouflage training clothes.

  I guess this is why they were summoned here.

  Thinking so, Song Shu Yu had already seen him, let go of Sang Hong's hand and walked over to greet him: "Big brother, you're back. This is Sang Hong, my girlfriend."

  Xiang Hong saw Song Shu Hao wearing the rank of junior general, and instinctively clicked his heels together, raised his hand and gave a standard military salute: "Commander, big brother."

  Her crisp and sudden shout made everyone laugh.

  Song Shu Hao suppressed a smile and waved his hand: "One family, no need for formalities, Shu Ye, your younger siblings are quite interesting."

  Xiang Hong was annoyed by this sentence, her face turned bright red, and she obediently followed him, sitting beside Song Shuyu, but her eyes were fixed on those three pale-faced little guys, who were sizing up her expression, making her feel uneasy.

  As expected, the three little guys abandoned their grandfather and rushed towards him: "Young uncle, you finally brought us back a young aunt."

  Song Jiayin said, his small arm had already wrapped around Song Shuyu's neck, and he gave him a quick peck on the cheek.

  "Auntie, we all really like you!" Song Jiabao hugged Sang Hong's neck, looked at her face, hesitated for a moment and asked sideways, "Uncle, can I give Auntie a kiss?"

  His words suddenly made everyone laugh.

  "Don't be naughty, your uncle will get jealous!"