bayedsolid Chapter 296 Starving Ghost
Chapter 296 Starving Ghost
But a few years ago, the family was in a bad situation, and his wife, Yi Dani, was considered a 'lunatic' by everyone.
Living under the same roof, and with Zhao Xiaojuan being young and beautiful, it was inevitable that the elder brother-in-law and his sister-in-law would have contact. As a result, the villagers often ridiculed him, wondering if he was having an affair with his sister-in-law, which was why he was so devoted to her. He was truly speechless, and some even said that Yali was his and Zhao Xiaojuan's daughter. Song Wanxing was furious with them. He was truly unable to clear his name, no matter what he did. It was like they were trying to hurt his feelings!
Fortunately, Tingnan later became successful. Not only did he get good grades and lead them in business, but he also got to know influential people in the area like Gao Haoran and Mu Xudong. Only then did the villagers dare not openly make fun of them.
Master Gao often comforted him, telling him, "Don't punish your own kindness with the evil of others," which helped him get through those years of exhaustion.
Now Song Wanxing has reappeared looking like a deadbeat; who knows if he's gotten into trouble outside? Sigh! If he could, he wouldn't want to acknowledge this younger brother; this family is going to be in chaos again.
He was too lazy to go back to his mother's room, hoping she could control him this time, though the hope was slim. There was nothing he could do; thankfully, the children were all grown up, which was better than when they were younger.
Song Yali returned to her room, sat at her desk, and cried as she did her homework. She didn't know why. When she was little, all her friends had mothers and fathers, while she and her two siblings were the only ones left, and they had to endure the gossip about him 'eloping.' To avoid upsetting her mother, she never asked about her father. In her mind, her father should be like Song Yanchu—handsome, polite, loyal, brave, and resourceful—not like this…
Song Yali thought to herself: Maybe I'm the one most like that person—selfish, self-centered, and indifferent to what I don't like. Just like how he looked down on my mother, despised us, and left us, we can disown him now. As long as I treat him like a stranger, there's nothing to be sad about.
Yes, Yali secretly vowed that she would make her two brothers like her, who only had their mother and didn't know that person. She would work hard to provide a good life for her mother and make that person regret it deeply.
The dinner table was somewhat heavy with Song Wanxing present but Zhao Xiaojuan absent. Song Mingxiang and Song Mingli vaguely remembered him, but Song Mingfu and Mingcheng didn't recognize him at all; they were less than two years old at the time and had no memory of him.
But this didn't affect Song Wanxing. He ate the hot food in big mouthfuls, slurping it down. It was so delicious. He never expected that crazy sister-in-law's cooking skills were so good.
He didn't really care that the kids and his sister-in-law were staring at him; he was used to it anyway, and as long as it didn't affect his work, it was fine.
As soon as the food was on the table, his chopsticks moved so fast it was dizzying; he scooped everything into his own bowl first. These past few years working away from home, if you're going to be slow and leisurely, you'll just go hungry. It's all about speed; to hell with table manners.
Song Mingli asked his sister, "Yali, where is Mom?" He had just looked around but couldn't see her.
"She's at... Sister Xingyue's house." Song Yali originally wanted to say Gu Zhaodi's house, but was afraid that the shameless person would come looking for her, so she said Song Xingyue instead, since the younger generation probably wouldn't remember her.
Song Mingcheng also asked in a low voice, "Yali, who is he? Why is he eating at my house?" The three siblings were sitting together.
"I don't know where this starving ghost came from!" Yali didn't lower her voice.
"Song Yali, I'm your father!" Song Wanxing slammed his chopsticks on the table, his anger rising. He was already full.
He tolerated the discrimination he faced outside; he also tolerated the scolding his mother gave him when he got home; but now, none of his three little brats called him "hello" and they were even muttering under their breath, and he couldn't take it anymore.
"You still know I'm your dad! And then what?" Song Yali had always been a firecracker since she was a child, fearless of anything, let alone the sudden appearance of a 'dad' she didn't recognize.