Song Qingqing: "Yeah, I heard about it."

Song Xiangqian said, "Your mother hasn't come back yet, and we are really in no mood to entertain guests. You should leave quickly before it gets dark."

"Father!" Song Qingqing cried, "How could you do this to me? I didn't want to get married at first, but you took the money behind my back and forced me to get married. Now I'm not living well, how can you just ignore me?"

Although Song Hemao couldn't bear to drive his sister away, one more person would mean one less food supply at home, so he could only persuade her, "Qingqing, please understand us."

Song Qingqing glanced around at the people present and said with a painful expression, "Don't you all want to take me in?"

The air suddenly became quiet.

Seeing this, Song Qingqing smiled bitterly and said, "Okay, from now on you are a family. I have nothing to do with you. From now on, we will go our separate ways."

Huang Xiaoli mocked, "Qingqing, don't be as heartless as your elder brother. As an aunt, you should think of your nephews and nieces when you have good things in the future. You don't have a son, and when you die, you should be nice to them. They can visit your grave and let you live a better life in the afterlife."

Gao Siyue also said: "Yes, if there is a good man, we can introduce him to you. If you are alone with a money-losing thing, anyone can bully you. Then you can only rely on your family."

Yes, when Song Qingqing remarries in the future, they can receive another betrothal gift.

Song Qingqing wiped her tears and her tone turned cold. "Is there a sister-in-law like you? Now you curse me, a good person, to death. You spoiled kids are always getting into trouble. I don't know if they are ahead of me or I am ahead of them, humph!"

After saying that, she took her daughter and left without looking back.

Gao Siyue was furious: "Stop right there! Is there any aunt like you who curses her child? No wonder you were divorced, you deserved it!"

Song Qingqing ignored her and quickly left the Song family.

Seeing Gao Siyue trying to chase him out, Song Xiangqian shouted impatiently, "Enough!"

Gao Siyue turned around and asked in confusion: "Dad, she cursed your grandson."

Song Xiangqian said angrily, "Then what do you want me to do to her? Beat her up or kill her? She's miserable enough now, and you still want to bully her. Do you want her to die here? There are enough things going on at home, and you are still making things worse! If you hadn't cursed her to death first, would she have said that?"

Gao Siyue choked and could only watch Song Qingqing leave angrily.

Huang Xiaoli frowned and said, "Where do you think she will take the children? They have no money, will they become beggars?"

Gao Siyue sneered in her heart, they deserved to become beggars, she was waiting to see them make a fool of themselves.

Song Hemao curled his lips, "Where can they go? Big brother and Qingqing have had a good relationship since they were young, they will definitely go to big brother for help."

Song Xiangqian sighed and said, "If she wants to go, let her go. After all, she is your biological sister, my biological daughter. Don't make it too difficult for her."

After hearing this, the people from the second and third rooms were at a loss for words.

……

After Song Hexiu's family finished packing their things, Song Qingqing and her daughter came over.

When Song Chuman saw that her eyes were red, she knew what had happened to her over there.

Even her father is unwilling to support her, so how could he be willing to support them?

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