The day of rebirth and elopement: caught by the military officer husband

Just as Song Yunqian was lost in thought, the village woman who was good at observing people's expressions noticed that her expression was strange.

"Girl?" the village woman asked with concern, "You look a little unwell! Do you want to go to the village clinic?"

"No, no." Song Yunqian quickly waved her hands to deny it and tried to change the subject to hide her inner panic.

"By the way, auntie, do you know if there's any news about the Lin family recently? For example, is there any news about Lin Tianheng getting married?"

The village woman waved her hands, indicating that she had no idea: "I haven't heard whether Lin Tianheng is married or not."

However, he then added: "I saw his mother Li Cai'e showing off in the village all day long! She said her two sons were smart and capable. The eldest son married a beautiful wife for free.

The second son is even more impressive. He has already got engaged in the city. The woman’s dowry has already been prepared with a house and three major appliances, and will also be given gold and money as a dowry.”

As she spoke, the village woman also sighed incomprehension: "This is another silly girl who doesn't want a dowry, and she's from the town, and she even gave so much dowry, tut tut..."

Every word seemed to hit Song Yunqian's heart like a heavy hammer.

When the truth was revealed, she trembled all over as if she had fallen into an ice cellar.

Song Yunqian frowned, her voice firm, "Lin Tianheng's character is really problematic. I have to tell my dad that we can't let such a person be the director."

The woman nodded repeatedly after hearing this and continued in agreement, "That's right! The whole family has problems. Haven't you seen how much they value boys over girls? They made their two daughters so capable, one opened a factory, and the other went to university. And the result? Both of them were forced to fall out with their families. They really reap what they sow!"

She shook her head and sighed: "If it were me, I would definitely spoil such a capable girl. My! Girls are also flesh and blood that fell from my body."

When the two were chatting excitedly, suddenly a heart-wrenching scream came from not far away.

"Look!" The woman pointed in the direction of the sound, "The Lin family is beating their daughter-in-law again."

Song Yunqian looked up and saw an old woman holding a broom, chasing the girl who was running in fear in front of her like a warrior wielding a weapon.

As the two got closer, Song Yunqian finally recognized that the young girl was Chen Meiyu.

Of course she had met Chen Meiyu. When the two brothers were in town, the four of them went out together to watch movies and go shopping.

Li Cai'e angrily chased after Chen Meiyun, cursing as she chased, "You lazy bastard! Just because you're pregnant, you think you're precious? When I was giving birth, I had to work in the fields! I'm going to beat you to death today!"

After witnessing this scene, Song Yunqian felt a cold wind blowing from behind her and began to tremble all over.

At this moment, a tractor slowly approached, and she jumped on the vehicle without hesitation, her face as pale as paper.

When the gossipy village woman who had just been sharing her story with relish came to her senses, she found that Song Yunqian, who had been standing next to her and listening, had disappeared without a trace.

The woman held a few White Rabbit candies in her hands and thought to herself, "What a weird person..."

After half an hour.

Song Yunqian got off the tractor and walked all the way home.

Her steps were heavy and confused, and she didn't even know how she walked back home step by step.

When she finally stood in front of the familiar door, the key in her hand seemed to be under a spell. She turned it in the keyhole several times but couldn't open it.

A nameless anger welled up in my heart. This key was as fake as Lin Tianheng's deceptive smile.

There was a slight sound of the TV and the sound of her parents talking in the house. Song Yunqian took a deep breath and finally pushed the door open.

Song's father and mother, who were sitting on the sofa, looked up at the same time.

Mr. Song wears gold-rimmed glasses and his hair is fifty years old, but he still looks energetic. Although his skin shows traces of time, he still has the elegance of his youth.

Song's mother had a delicately dyed hairstyle and wore a simple and elegant shirt dress. Both of them exuded the capable temperament unique to office employees.

"Where have you been?" Song's mother spoke first. "I just went to your workplace to look for you. I heard you asked for leave."

She asked with concern, "By the way, didn't you say you would bring your partner to us? When?"

When Song Yunqian heard the topic of Lin Tianheng, she felt her stomach churning.

She suppressed the nausea that welled up in her heart and said, "The object has blown up."

"What's wrong?" Song's mother asked in surprise, "Some time ago I saw you talking about him and you were very happy! Why are you like this now? Are you having a quarrel? It's normal to have conflicts when you are in a relationship..."

She tried to comfort her daughter.

Song Yunqian couldn't bear it any longer: "I said I would blow it!"

There was impatience in her voice: "Mom, don't mention this again!"

After saying that, he rushed into his room and slammed the door shut.

Then tears fell from the corners of her eyes like beads from a broken string, and each teardrop reflected Lin Tianheng's increasingly obvious little movements and verbal hints, which she selectively ignored.

It turns out that so-called emotional investment can also be one of the stupidest and most ridiculous mistakes.

There was silence in the living room for a moment.

Song's mother pressed the remote control and inadvertently switched to a channel, her mind not on the screen.

She glanced sideways at Song's father who was concentrating on the newspaper, and couldn't help but sigh: "This child has a really bad temper. Which man will be able to stand it in the future?"

When Song's father heard his wife's words, he raised his head and smiled with a hint of doting and understanding, "Love is tolerance. You had a worse temper than her at the beginning. Aren't we living well now? Don't worry about it."

When he finished, he buried himself in the news reports again.

"How can I not worry about it?" Song's mother obviously didn't buy it. "Do you know what Director Li from the company told me? He was too busy with work to take care of his daughter, and as a result, the child dropped out of school in the third year of junior high school! I heard that she is hanging out with some yellow-haired boy now."

She shook her head in disappointment: "It would be great if they were all like the girl from the Zhang family. She's so obedient! Whoever I introduce her to, she'll know her inside and out."

Song Yunqian sat on the edge of the bed in the room, and heard her parents' concerned discussions.

Tears rolled down her cheeks.

"I'm the one who disappointed you..." She murmured to herself and subconsciously stroked her slightly bulging belly.

How disappointed would her parents be if they knew she was pregnant with the child of the scumbag Lin Tianheng?

The scene of the Lin family she saw in the village was still painful for her.

She would rather die than live the same life as Chen Meiyu.

Yes, my parents told me that before dating, I should understand both parties’ families and know their backgrounds thoroughly.

And she ruined herself in this muddle.

The more she thought about it, the more suffocated she felt. She knew in her heart that she couldn't keep the child.

But when I thought about the decision, my heart felt as if it was torn apart.

"What should I do? What should I do?" Song Yunqian held her head in despair, struggling to find the answer in the darkness.