This heroine is different

Chapter 113 Female Student in the Republic of China 1
"Song'er, Song'er, wake up, Song'er."

Song Song, who was sleeping, had to open his eyes when a gentle and tireless call came from his ear.

From hazy to clear, what caught Song Song's eyes was a slightly worried face.

The face of the woman in front of her gradually overlapped with the familiar yet unfamiliar face in memory, Song Song who was lying on the bed raised his head, and gently pulled the corner of his mouth: "Mom, I'm fine, I just fell asleep accidentally .”

Just about to support the edge of the bed and stand up, Song Song found that his hands were numb from his own pressure, unable to move, and frowned uncomfortably.

"Go back to the house and sleep. Your dad has me here. You have been busy all night. If you fall down again, what will your mother do?"

Song's mother didn't notice Song Song's strangeness, and tears began to appear in her eyes as she spoke, not wanting her daughter to see her embarrassed appearance, she turned sideways and wiped the corners of her eyes with a handkerchief.

"Mom, don't worry, everything is up to me." Song Song couldn't do anything now, so he could only comfort him like this.

"Song'er, it's useless to be mother. Your father has collapsed. I can't do anything except worry." Song's mother's voice was a little choked, and her tone was very self-blame.

Sensing that his arm had eased a lot, Song Song got up and approached Song's mother, leaning his head on her shoulder affectionately and rubbing gently:

"How could it be? As long as Mom takes care of yourself, it will be the greatest comfort to Dad and me."

Song's mother gently stroked Song Song's hair, her eyes shining with relief.

Song Song left Mother Song and said, "Mom, you take care of Dad here first. I'll go back to the house and take a nap."

Before leaving, Song Song said uneasy, "Mom, don't think about it, everything will be fine."

Song's mother forced a smile: "Don't worry, Song'er, for you, Mom won't fall."

Song Song didn't have time to organize his thoughts until he was lying on the bed.

For some reason, she didn't go back to the underworld this time and came directly here.

She very much doubted whether the King of Hell was afraid of being angered by her again, so he simply stayed out of sight!

Before waking up, Song Song already had the memory of the original owner in his mind, as well as the mission in this world - to protect father Song and mother Song to live well.

She didn't know where the original world was going, so she was a little confused about this mission.

Song's father and Song's mother were sincere and kind to others, and they had no enemies at all.

Although Song's father fell ill suddenly because of the burning of the cloth village, the Song family still had some savings, and Song's father was not such a pessimistic person, so it was impossible for him to pass away due to illness.

From this point of view, the task couldn't be easier.It is simply easier than the first world mission.

But, is it really that simple?

Her tasks are all related to the world's resentment value.Why would the death of Song's father and Song's mother increase the resentment in this world?
After a good night's sleep, Song Song felt that his spirit was much better.

But in her mind, there is still no ending about the original world.

She frowned slightly, she didn't know whether Hades would allow herself to have those memories later in the day like in the second world.

Or in this world, Hades didn't intend to let her know the direction of the original world at all
But soon, Song Song's brows relaxed.

What are you thinking about?

After all, she is also a person who has experienced strong winds and waves, so what if she doesn't know the direction of the original world?Could it be that because of this, she couldn't protect Song's father and Song's mother?

She can't rely too much on those.
'dong dong'

A light knock on the door interrupted Song Song's thoughts.

Song Song hugged the quilt and sat up: "Please come in."

In this family of three, Song Song knew who was coming without even thinking about it.

Sure enough, the door was slowly pushed open by a slender plain hand, and Song Song's mother's slightly haggard face came into Song Song's eyes.

"Did Song'er sleep well?"

Mother Song gently put the tray in her hand on the table, then walked to the bed and sat down, carefully observing Song Song's face.

Song Song pulled Mother Song's hand and patted it lightly:

"Mom, you really don't have to worry about me so much. Instead, you should pay more attention to rest. Look, your face is quite haggard."

"Get up and clean up quickly, or the food will be cold."

Mother Song's eyes fell on the tray that had been placed on the round table earlier, and the purpose of changing the subject was obvious.

Song Song had no choice but to do as he said.

"Mom, why do you only have one pair of dishes and chopsticks?"

Going to the table and sitting down, after seeing the things on the tray clearly, Song Song frowned slightly, and looked at Song's mother sitting beside him disapprovingly.

Through the memory of the original owner, she also almost understood Song's mother's personality.

In her heart, her husband comes first and her daughter comes second.She never puts herself last.

In such a situation, how could she eat lunch before delivering food to her daughter?

"Mom has no appetite and can't eat." Song's mother also knew that she couldn't hide it, so she simply told the truth.

"Mom, as the saying goes, 'People are like iron, and rice is like steel. If you don't eat one meal, you will be hungry.' You should eat some."

Song Song's concern is not just because of the task.

From the memory of the original owner, Song Song knew that Father Song and Mother Song loved their only daughter very much.

In the Republic of China, most people still had a very deep-rooted patriarchal thought.

There are really few people like Song's father and Song's mother.

From the first time he saw Song's mother, Song Song felt a deep concern from her.

Although this care was for the original owner, in the eyes of Song's mother, she was her daughter.Her concern is for herself!

Having experienced several different worlds and received sincerity from many people, Song Song's heart is no longer indifferent from the beginning.

If it was in the past, she wouldn't care about Song's mother.
"You eat first, and mom will go back to eat after you finish eating." Mother Song picked up the chopsticks from the tray and handed them to Song Song, not knowing whether she was telling the truth or just being perfunctory.

"Mom, wait a minute." Song Song didn't take it, but got up and ran out of the house.

"Run slower, be careful not to fall!" Mother Song shouted looking at Song Song's back.

"I will pay attention." Although Song Song answered like this, the speed under his feet did not slow down at all.

Song's mother shook her head with a broken smile: This child is so reckless at such a young age.

Then he retracted his gaze.
After a while, the sound of slight footsteps reached Mother Song's ears.

Song Song sat down at the previous position, looked at Song's mother with a smile: "I want my mother to eat with me."

Before Song's mother could say anything, she held the bowls and chopsticks she had just brought from the kitchen, and brought over the half-cooked white rice.

Then he handed the bowls and chopsticks in his hands to Mother Song, with anticipation in his eyes: "Mom"

"Okay, okay, mom is really afraid of you." Song's mother took it over helplessly.

Every time her daughter acted like a baby, she couldn't refuse any of her requests.

(End of this chapter)