Chapter 1 The boss just wants to bully the second child

Author: Lost Dragon

Chapter 1 The boss just wants to bully the second child

"Aunt Xiu, you can leave if you want. Ayun and Wenzi's surname is Song. They are members of our Song family. You can't take them away."

The girl who spoke was only about 17 or 18 years old. She was wearing a starched blue modified cheongsam and had beautiful features. Her speech had a touch of Wu Nong's soft words, softly and softly, but her attitude was very firm.

Standing opposite her was An Xiuniang, wearing the most popular dress nowadays. The black mesh veil hanging down from the brim of her hat blocked half of her face, only revealing her plump lips painted bright red. She looked around the empty living room and sneered.

:

"Do you want to support me? I don't care what I want to support you with!"

She squinted at her biological children and said, "Let's think about it, should I follow my mother to enjoy the rich and spicy food, or should I follow the poor family and eat braised vegetables?"

Only seven-year-old Song Wenbin opened his big dark eyes and hid behind his sister. Fourteen-year-old Song Huanyun, dressed in blue and black skirt, stood upright and choked:

"If you have a chicken leg, you have to hide it and eat it. If you have two drumsticks, you have to hide one. If you follow me, sooner or later, you will be sold by me!"

An Xiuniang was left speechless by the spray. Under the glare of her biological daughter, she suddenly covered her face and cried: "...Well, I really owed you in my previous life, Yaoshou, both of them are debt collectors! Uh--

—”

Just after I cried twice, the continuous sound of car horns came from outside the window.

An Xiuniang stopped crying and looked outside. Knowing that the person downstairs was impatient with waiting, she immediately put away her tears, took out her powder box, touched up her makeup, and grabbed her handbag and rattan bag.

He picked up the suitcase, glared at his stepdaughter, and hurried out.

Her delicate call came from the corridor: "Oh, it's coming, it's coming! Don't worry!"

The room was quiet. Song Huanyun's face turned green and white. She stamped her feet and turned around to go back to her room.

Song Huanxi touched his little brother's head and told him to go play by himself. He closed the door, turned and went into the kitchen, took out the vegetables he bought when school was over in the afternoon, and started washing them.

While she was washing, she thought seriously. Before, she could work and study part-time, but that would definitely not be possible in the future——

There was a sudden falling feeling at the hem of her clothes. She looked down and met her little brother's black grape-like eyes. The little boy's face was full of anxiety, but he opened his mouth but could not speak.

Song Huanxi immediately shook off the water on her hands, squatted down, looked into her brother's eyes, and said softly: "Don't worry, have you forgotten what sister said? Open your mouth wide first, like drinking milk -"

Wen Zai's anxious expression softened a lot. He opened his mouth obediently and made two ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhing instructions, but finally he was able to speak normally: "Sister, she took away all the money left by daddy!"

Song Huanxi raised her hand, touched her little brother's head, and smiled gently: "Sister, I know, don't worry, I won't let Wenzi starve."

After a pause, she chuckled and said, "Have Wenzi finished his homework? After that, I'll play with building blocks first, and my sister will make Wenzi's favorite salty rice, okay?"

Wenzi nodded vigorously, turned around obediently and left the kitchen.

Song Huanxi stood for a moment, shook his head, stopped thinking about these troublesome things, and started to take care of things again.

She washed the vegetables, chopped them and put them aside. Then she took out the soaked mushrooms and carrots and carefully chopped them into cubes.

Then she set up the oil pan, scooped up a big spoonful of lard and threw it into the pan. She couldn't afford pork belly, so she relied on lard to make salty rice. Fortunately, her younger brother gave her face and ate it all every time.

Stir-fry the diced mushrooms and carrots briefly, add the washed rice, pour in the water for soaking the mushrooms, cover and simmer for half an hour.

Finally, throw in the chopped green vegetables and stir, and a pot of salty rice is ready.

Simple, yet delicious.

Song Huanxi poured in the mushroom water and just put the lid on the pot when her second sister Ayun ran in happily.

Lifting the lid of the pot and taking a look, Song Huanyun's thin eyebrows knitted together, with an unhappy look on her face: "Why is it salty rice again? Can't you make something else?"

Song Huanxi didn't seem to hear anything, grabbed the lid of the pot, put it back on, raised his eyebrows, and asked calmly: "Is something wrong?"

Song Huanyun immediately became interested again, "Sister! My mother has moved out and the main house is vacant. I want to move in!"

The kitchen was small, and the two sisters were crowded together, making it difficult to turn around. Song Huanxi passed her and walked out, saying as he walked: "My little brother is too young to sleep alone. Do you want to sleep with me?"

Song Huanyun frowned immediately: "No! He wet the bed the day before yesterday!"

Song Huanxi stopped and looked back at her second sister. This sister was better developed than her. She was four years younger than her but almost as tall as her. Recently, she was always picking out her clothes.

She still looked calm: "Then you can continue to live in the current room, and I will take my younger brother to live in the main room."

After finishing this sentence, Song Huanxi turned around and sat down at the table in front of the window, spread out her pen and paper, and prepared to write her resignation letter.

Song Huanyun stood there for a long time and couldn't help but muttered: "Can't you take Wenzi to live in our current room?"

"Wen Zai is younger than me, so it won't be too crowded for you to live together——"

The more she spoke, the brighter her eyes became. She raised her head suddenly, but Song Huanxi stopped writing at some point and looked at her with deep eyes.

Song Huanyun immediately closed her mouth. When Song Huanxi lowered her head and started writing again, the more she thought about it, the angrier she became. She gritted her teeth and said, "Well, I should live a wealthy life with my mother-in-law! Live in a foreign house, drive a foreign car, and wear a new dress every day!"

"Don't go find grandma!"

With a heavy snort, Song Huanyun turned around and walked out. As soon as her hand reached the door handle, Song Huanxi's voice sounded from behind her: "Wait a minute."

Song Huanyun immediately turned around, like a little rooster that had won a fight, and raised her head proudly——

Song Huanxi raised the note in her hand: "You don't know Aunt Xiu's address, do you? This is her current destination."

"By the way, you can call a rickshaw and ask Aunt Xiu to pay the bill when it arrives. Anyway, she is rich now."

Song Huanxi bit the word "wealth" very hard. She strode to Song Huanyun, put the note into her hand without any explanation, turned back to the table, and continued writing her resignation letter.

Song Huanyun's hand holding the note became tighter and tighter, but her feet were nailed to the ground. After an unknown amount of time, she burst into tears, rushed back to her room, and slammed the door.

After hearing the commotion, Wenzi stuck his head out and looked at his eldest sister in confusion. Song Huanxi smiled at him: "It's okay. Your second sister failed the Chinese language test again. Wenzi shouldn't imitate her."

She did not lower her volume, and the cry in the small room instantly increased by several dozen decibels.

Wenzi nodded in understanding. Chinese is very difficult to learn!

Anyway, what the eldest sister said is right!

Second, second sister, sometimes it’s right!

Song Huanxi sent her little brother to continue playing with his building blocks and slowly let out a long breath. It would be great if this second sister could be as worry-free as her little brother.

Sometimes I really regret not taking Ayun out secretly and throwing her away when she was a child.
Chapter completed!