I will die early and cannon fodder. I will enjoy great blessings after marrying a sick man.

No wonder among his six grandsons and granddaughters, only Song Mu was able to thrive in the center of power, while the others couldn't even get in.

But thinking about his own virtues, Grandpa Song understood that it was in his roots.

Only the reckless Song Mu grew in another direction.

After hearing what Grandpa Song said, the brother and sister fell silent again.

But Grandpa Song didn't say anything else.

After all, he was old, so after sitting for a while, Grandpa Song went into the house to rest.

Song Manman and Song Shi sat in the living room, looking at each other in silence.

The silence in the room was not broken until Song Yi came back.

"Aunt, uncle, why are you sitting in the living room? Why don't you go and have a rest?"

Song Yi would not be so narcissistic as to think that the two were waiting for him. Generally speaking, the Song family's education of boys is semi-free.

In the Song family, except for some matters concerning moral bottom line, Song Manman and others basically don't care about other things.

For example, if you go out to play, as long as you know who you are with, it doesn’t matter if you don’t come back at night.

"Thinking about life." Song Manman said casually, raising his eyelids lazily.

Song Yi sat down in front of Song Manman and casually mentioned, "I heard something from Tiedan today."

"whats the matter?"

"Uh...about Uncle Baogen." Song Yi spoke carefully, observing the expressions of Song Manman and Song Shi.

Hearing Song Baogen's name, Song Manman and Song Shi lay back down again.

"We already know it, probably more than you know!"

Hearing this, Song Yi was a little shocked.

"knew?"

Song Shi glanced at him and said, "We went to the old house today."

"Uncle Baogen seems to be having a hard time right now. Comrade Song Guangzong is ill and is now bedridden."

Hearing Song Yi addressing Song Guangzong, Song Manman sat up straight, looked at her eldest nephew who knew the most about the Song family's past, and asked, "Do you feel pity for them?"

"Not pitiful."

"If Comrade Song Guangzong had succeeded in harming our family, we would be the ones being pitied now."

The words awakened Song Manman from her dream, and she suddenly remembered the miserable situation of her family in her previous life.

After slapping herself twice, Song Manman instantly felt her mind become much clearer.

Seeing Song Manman's actions, Song Yi hurriedly reached out to stop her, but before Song Yi could stop her, Song Manman had finished the fight.

Song Shi, who was lying down, immediately stood up.

The two shouted in horror.

"Aunt..."

"sister......"

Looking at the two terrified people, Song Manman spread her hands indifferently, "Why are you shouting? I'm fine."

"Sister, no matter what, you can't hit yourself!"

"I just feel that my mind was a little unclear just now, so I want to wake myself up." After saying that, Song Manman went back to her room to rest without any burden, completely ignoring the uncle and nephew behind her.

......

At noon the next day, when Song Shi went out, he saw Song Baogen standing outside the door, hesitating.

"Baogen, why didn't you knock when you came? Come in quickly."

When Song Shi led Song Baogen into the house, the Song family was preparing lunch.

Seeing Song Baogen's current appearance, even though Grandpa Song had been mentally prepared, he couldn't help but be surprised.

Grandma Song was also surprised when she saw Song Baogen.

Although they had had many conflicts in the past, neither of them was a cruel person. So when she saw Song Baogen, Grandma Song's eyes couldn't help but become moist.

"Grandpa, grandma." After calling out, Song Baogen put the things in his hands on the table awkwardly.

Feeling a little guilty, Grandpa Song nodded and said in a deep voice, "I'm here. Stay and have dinner together later."

"Ok!"

Looking at Song Baogen, Grandpa Song put down the newspaper in his hand and asked, "What should we do now?"

"I... help others with some heavy work." After saying that, Song Baogen lowered his head in shame.

Grandpa Song nodded and said, "It's good. I earn my living with my own hands."

"I'm probably the worst one among my brothers." Looking at Song Shi standing aside, Song Baogen said with a hint of inferiority in his eyes.

"What do you mean by the worst? As long as you make a living with your own ability, it is not shameful. There is no hierarchy in supporting yourself."

Seeing Grandpa Song's voice getting louder, Grandma Song patted him hard and said, "Why are you speaking so loudly? Don't scare the children."

"How can a grown man be so easily frightened by me?"

"Grandpa is right."

While Grandpa Song and Song Baogen were chatting, Song Shi's voice suddenly came, "It's time to eat."

"Let's go and have dinner."

Sitting at the dining table, Song Baogen was a little dazed.

This scene seemed very close to him, yet very far away from him.

When he came to his senses, Song Baogen remembered that the last time this scene happened was more than ten years ago.

When they were halfway through the meal, Song Ping, who had received the news, rushed back.

"grandparents......"

After greeting the elders at home, Song Ping noticed Song Baogen standing next to him and was a little shocked.

"Baogen is here too."

"Brother Ping."

Seeing Song Ping, Grandma Song's eyes were full of distress, "Where have you been? How did you become like this?"

Song Ping went forward and held Grandma Song's hand, coaxing her softly, "I didn't do anything. I just went to learn the brick-making technology from others. It's necessary for my job!"

"You should also take care of your health. Look at you now. Not only are you as dark as a coal ball, but you're also so thin that you're almost unrecognizable."

"Got it, grandma, I will take good care of myself, don't worry!"

After Song Ping and Grandma Song finished talking, Song Manman asked, "Brother Ping, has your brick factory come up with new technology?"

"We are learning from them. Their technology has a higher yield rate and the bricks they make are more perfect."

Watching Song Ping getting along with the other members of the Song family, Song Baogen silently ate the rice in the bowl.

He wondered if his family had not done those things back then, would he have a share of the warmth in this house now?

But unfortunately, there are no ifs...

After dinner, Grandpa Song and Grandma Song went into the house to rest.

Song Manman, Song Shi, Song Ping and Song Baogen were sitting in the living room.

"Didn't they say Xiaoyi and the others are here too?" Looking at the slightly empty house, Song Ping looked at Song Shi and asked.

Song Shi raised his chin towards the east and said, "Those little guys went to the mountain. They had to go to the mountain to get bird eggs. We couldn't stop them, so we just let them do what they wanted."

"The mountain is now under the control of my second aunt, so it's safe." Hearing this, Song Ping said with a smile.

Song Shi nodded and replied, "That's true. Let's not talk about those little guys. How is your brick factory business going recently?"