Aunt Wu saw that Lin Lan was about to fall and quickly supported her, "Lanzi, Lanzi, are you okay?" She pinched her philtrum and shouted, "Go to the factory and call for help! Ask Lao Song to come back!"

When the neighbors called Song Sanqiu and Song Youhui back from the factory, Lin Lan woke up. The father and son each carried one to the hospital, and Lin Lan followed behind with a pale face.

The neighbors who stayed behind couldn't help but scold Mrs. Zhang when they saw the Song family leave.

"That old lady is usually a bad person. She steals and does things that make the Song family clean up her mess. This time, she came and beat the two children so hard that their heads were bleeding. Is she really a grandma?"

"Who said it wasn't? Look what happened this time. The two kids were beaten."

"I was listening at home. People in the house were shouting about going to the countryside to work or something like that." People who lived closer to the Song family vaguely heard something.

After hearing this, what else did everyone not understand? It must be Old Lady Zhang who asked Song Shuangshuang to give up her job to the eldest brother, and she even beat him up. At the same time, everyone could not help but sigh, "The Song couple are just too honest. His mother is so partial to him that she comes every month and sometimes even brings the eldest brother's family with her, including food and gifts. The couple has been bullied for so many years. If they were tougher, they wouldn't be like this."

"Who said it wasn't true? Even clay people have tempers. The two children were beaten like this this time. The old Song couple will not just swallow their anger, right?"

Everyone sighed and helped Old Song's family close the door. Someone went home to get a broom, picked up some dirt and cleaned up the blood on the ground.

Song Sanqiu was confused when he sent the two children to the hospital. When the neighbors called him, they just said that the two children were in trouble and asked him and his son to go back quickly. When he went back, he saw the two children unconscious with blood all over their heads.

"Who beat the two children?"

"...Mom" Lin Lan said a word in a hoarse voice.

Song Sanqiu didn't quite hear "Who?"

Lin Lan didn't know what happened, so she could only tell what she saw.

"Just after finishing her work at noon, Aunt Wu came to the cafeteria to find me and told me that mom and sister-in-law came again and started arguing in the house. When I got downstairs, I saw Shuangshuang lying on the steps, and Youlin was seen by a neighbor at our house." Lin Lan collapsed in a chair, and both children were sent to the emergency room.

Hearing that his aunt and grandmother were here again, and that his two younger siblings were acting like this again, Song Youhui's eyes turned red, and he looked at his father and said, "Dad, they are going to destroy our family!"

As early as he was old enough, he knew that his grandparents liked his uncle's family more than him. His friends said that there was no grandparent who didn't like their grandchildren, but why was it not the case with him?

At that time, he only knew that his grandparents would often bring Song Guangzong to their home for dinner, and after dinner they would give him fruit candies from their home. On the contrary, he never saw his grandparents give him candies from his own home. He thought that it might be because it was their home, and his cousin was embarrassed to take it from his grandparents. But when he went to take it, his grandparents would take the candies away from him, saying that eating too much candies was not good.

Later, when his younger brothers and sisters were born, his grandparents didn't look happy either. He then realized that his grandparents didn't like their family at all.

Later, he graduated from high school and went to work in a steel factory. His grandparents came to their house more often, saying, "Youhui has grown up and become capable, and he will make them proud." He knew that his grandparents were happy, happy that they could take more things from their home and give them to his uncle's family.

I have talked to my parents about this several times, and they just said that they are the elders, and that it is not easy for grandparents, so as the younger generations, they should take care of them as much as possible and they shouldn't be too picky.

Song Youhui just wanted to laugh when he heard this. Should the younger generation take care of him? Shouldn't he be too picky? Haven't they cleaned their butts enough over the years? When did the old lady come to take things from the neighbors and not return them?

Who were they taking care of? All the things taken from their home were taken to their uncle’s home, and ended up in the stomachs of the two brothers who made the family glorious.

"Mom and Dad, are you going to compromise this time? How badly were my younger brother and sister beaten? How long do you want to be cowardly? Aren't my younger brother and sister your biological children? They have bullied our family over the years!" Song Youhui could not say anything harsh in front of his parents, and he would not vent his temper on them even if he had one.

"Enough, stop talking." Song Sanqiu clenched his fists and turned his head away, not daring to look at his son who was questioning him.

Seeing her eldest son's red eyes, Lin Lan wanted to persuade him, but she didn't say anything. Just like her son said, the two children were her own, how could she not feel sorry for them? If anything happened to the two children this time, no matter whether it was Song Sanqiu's mother or his brother and sister-in-law, she would find them and demand an explanation.

"Let's talk about it after your little brother and sister wake up." Song Sanqiu knew what kind of person his mother was, and he had been very frustrated over the years, but... she was his mother, what could he do...

"Ah"

Song Youhui sneered and sat on the other side.

That's it again! That's it again!

Since childhood, my younger brothers and sisters were bullied many times by Song Guangzong and Song Yaozong, but my father always asked them to be patient, saying that they were all family.

But why? !

Why should his brother and sister-in-law suffer just because of the word "family"?

Song Shuangshuang, who woke up in the hospital, covered her head and relaxed for a while. Some scenes appeared in her memory. It took her a while to digest what was going on.

Great!

She was smashed and traveled through time!

What is this called!

The fortune teller even said that good things would happen this year! Bullshit! Not only did an oil barrel destroy her happy life, but she was also living in the 1970s when people were starving and had little to eat and drink!

QAQ crying!

Seeing their daughter's face full of resentment, the couple looked at each other without saying anything, as they felt something was not right. It was Song Youhui who came in and broke the silence.

"Shuangshuang, are you awake? Are you still feeling uncomfortable?" Looking at his sister with gauze wrapped on her head, Song Youhui felt very distressed.

Song Shuangshuang raised her eyes and looked at the couple in front of her. "These two people are her current parents? No wonder this woman looked familiar to me when I first saw her."

In order to prevent himself from being exposed, how about pretending to have amnesia for a while? According to the original owner's memory, the daughter of this family is also called Song Shuangshuang, and she is quite shy.

She's... a little eccentric.

"You guys? Where am I?"

"My daughter, we are in the hospital now. Does your head still hurt?" Mother Song carefully touched her daughter's face.

"I have a headache, pain all over my body, dizziness and nausea." Song Shuangshuang told the truth. Her original body was hit on the head by Old Lady Zhang with a plate, and then she rolled down the stairs. She probably had a concussion.

Song Youhui walked over to his sister and looked at her wrinkled face and said, "I asked the doctor, it should be a mild concussion, it will be fine after resting for a while." After hesitating for a while, he continued, "Youlin's condition is a bit serious, I don't know when he will wake up."

Song Shuangshuang was a little confused. Youlin? Song Youlin? Same name as her brother?

Upon hearing that her youngest son's condition was serious, Song's mother almost fainted again.

"Shuangshuang, do you remember how you and Youlin became like this?" No matter how good-tempered Song Sanqiu was, he couldn't control himself when he heard that his youngest son was in danger, and asked his daughter what happened.

Song Shuangshuang paused, looked through her original memory, and then spoke, "You all went to work, so grandma and my aunt came to our house for lunch, and my brother and I had to give them our meals. After lunch, my aunt told me to give my job to my cousin and go to the countryside. Youlin disagreed and said something back, and was slapped by my aunt."

At this point, Song Shuangshuang glanced at the expressions of her parents and eldest brother. The father and son had obviously guessed what was going on with their sullen faces, and continued, "Grandma also said that I was a money-loser and that I had to give my job to my cousin, or else she would sell me off. She also wanted to beat me, and I tried to run, but Grandma hit me on the head with a plate. My brother got so angry that he tried to fight back, but Grandma hit him on the head with her walking stick, and when he fell, he hit his head on the cabinet. I ran out to call for help, and when I got to the door, I seemed to be grabbed, and then I didn't know what happened next."

After listening to Song Shuangshuang's words, the father and son were already furious, especially Song Youhui, whose fists were clenched so hard that they made a clattering sound. "I'm going to find them right now! They don't even treat us as human beings!"

As he was about to walk out, he was stopped by Song's father.

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