Don't be a scumbag

"Song Que, practice your saber slowly." Behind Leng Bingbing was the destroyed Knife Sharpening Hall. It was impossible to continue retreating, and someone had to find someone to repair it.

Who knew that Song Que actually nodded, expressing that he heard it.The two faced each other like this, walked slowly, and finally passed by.At the moment when they were about to separate, Song Que stretched out his hand to hold the icy wrist.

"Why, is it possible that you still want to fight with me?" Leng Bingbing raised her eyebrows, and after venting, she had calmed down a lot at this time.

Song Que seemed a little surprised by his behavior, he slowly let go of his hand, and said lightly: "It's dark at night, be careful on the road."

With a cold "cut", if you really care about her, you should send her back to the room as before, instead of talking about these big words.So she deliberately provoked: "Are you cursing me for any danger? Don't worry, I will live longer than you."

After finishing speaking, without looking back coldly, he left the Sharpening Hall swaggeringly.Song Que just quietly watched his wife go further and further away, feeling as if there was a void in his heart.

After Leng Bingbing made a big fuss in the Sharpening Hall, she thought a lot on the way. Song Que's behavior today had crossed her bottom line. She didn't want to lose even her most basic dignity in order to go home.Thinking of this, she turned around and abducted to her son Song Shidao's room.

In fact, Song Shidao had been sleeping with Leng Bingbing all the time, but was driven away by Song Que later, and he lived in the special room of the young master of the Song Clan.Knocking on the door coldly, she saw that the candle was extinguished before she realized that she had spent a lot of time before.

"Who is it?" Song Shidao asked.

"It's mother."

The lights in the room were turned on again, and Song Shidao opened the door.He was wearing a snow-white jacket at this time, and his face was still a little sleepy.Smiling coldly, pinching the baby's fat face, he hugged him and entered the room: "Why don't you come out with more clothes on, what if you catch cold?"

"I'm in good health. Mother, what's the matter with you?" Song Shidao has practiced martial arts since he was a child, and his parents have good genetics, so he has almost never been sick.

The cold impulse dissipated, and he didn't know how to speak at this moment. After all, no matter how sensible Song Shidao was, he was only six years old.

"Mother?" Song Shidao instinctively felt that mother was different tonight, "Mother, did dad upset you?"

Rather than living under such cold and violent conditions, it is better to leave, Leng Bingbing made up his mind and said: "Master, mother doesn't want to stay in Lingnan anymore, are you willing to go with mother?"

Song Shidao asked cautiously: "What about dad?"

"Your father doesn't want us anymore, and we don't want him either." Leng Bingbing's originally gentle smiling face suddenly became distorted, "Mother came here just to ask you if you would like to go with mother."

Song Shidao didn't know how to answer for a while, although Song Que had changed a lot recently and was very indifferent to their mother and child.However, as a child, Song Shidao still hopes that the whole family can be together.

"Teacher, would you like to see your mother like a resentful woman every day, staying alone in the empty boudoir, sad and lonely?" Leng Bingbing now doesn't have the momentum of smashing the knife sharpening hall before, she is a weak woman.

She pretended to be pitiful, causing her son to change his position in an instant.Song Shidao said seriously: "Mother, don't worry, Shidao has grown up, and Shidao will protect you in the future."

"Yes, from now on, mother will rely on her teacher." He patted Song Shidao's head affectionately, "Today mother will sleep with you, and tomorrow we will pack up and leave."

When Song Que sat quietly all night and wanted to go back to his room to see his wife, he found that there was no one in the room.Not only that, the entire Song family could no longer find the wife and the young master.Song Que was worried that someone would kidnap his wife and children, so he hurriedly ordered an investigation.As long as he thinks of his wife covered in blood, he will feel a dull pain in his heart and feel endless remorse.

As for Leng Bingbing, she brought her son and had plenty of money, and the two of them had a great time traveling in the mountains and rivers.They quietly left Lingnan and walked north all the way until they arrived at Yangzhou City.Because there are so many delicacies in Yangzhou City, the time to stay in the cold is longer.

At the roadside stall, I ate my third bowl of wontons coldly and happily, probably because I was in a better mood and my appetite increased accordingly.It's just that Song Shidao on the side was already dumbfounded, he never knew that his mother could eat so much.

"Just looking at me can't fill my stomach, eat it quickly." Leng Bingbing didn't feel that there was anything wrong with eating three bowls of wontons with her current appearance. If she couldn't even satisfy her appetite, how much life would be like It's boring.

"Mother, doesn't your stomach feel uncomfortable?" Song Shidao felt that he was away from home, and he was the only male, so he should shoulder the heavy responsibility of taking care of his mother.Therefore, he pays special attention to any unusual behavior of Leng Bingbing.

"It's okay, we'll go buy sweet-scented osmanthus cakes later, I heard that the cakes here are excellent." Leng Bingbing said with a smile, and took another sip of soup. "Don't worry, I think maybe there is no rubbish around me to affect me, so I have such a good appetite. At worst, I will accompany you to practice martial arts for a while later. That's okay."

Song Shidao nodded in satisfaction.

It wasn't until Leng Bingbing realized that her menstrual period seemed to have not come for a long time, and she quickly felt her pulse, only then did she realize that she was pregnant for more than a month.This is good, the plan to travel all over the country can only be suspended, Leng Bingbing had to buy a small courtyard in Yangzhou City, and lived with his son.

Within a few days, Song Que came to the door.His face was livid, as if he was suppressing his anger, his voice was as cold as ice, "Fan Qinghui, you ran away from home without saying anything, do you know how worried I am about you?!"

"I'm sorry, I really don't know." Leng Bingbing didn't even intend to get up from the top, she was still swaying leisurely, and that posture made Song Que even more angry.Seeing him raise his hand coldly, he said with a stiff neck, "What? You still want to hit me? I didn't run away from home this time. Let me tell you, I divorced you and my son is mine. You, I No more."

"This is what you're talking about?" Song Que's veins bulged, and he tightly clutched a piece of paper. The word "divorce letter" on it was very obvious and eye-catching, "Since ancient times, no wife has ever divorced her husband." In other words, your torn piece of paper doesn’t count at all.”

"Then I will set this precedent today." Leng Bingbing calmed down the sudden anger when she saw Song Que. She is not angry now, and she asked calmly, "Since you came after me today, let me ask you , me or your knife, who is more important?"

"Of course it's you!" Song Que replied without hesitation. Before Leng Bingbing was happy, he changed his words hesitantly, "No, I am free to pursue the way of martial arts. I hope that one day I can shatter the void and aspire to the way of heaven. I can't be drawn by my children's personal love Trip. I shouldn't be here..." His voice became lower and lower, and his eyes became colder.

Now Lian Bingbing noticed that something was wrong with Song Que. It was not his character to be so upside down. She asked, "Hey, do you feel any discomfort? Hold out your hand, and I'll take a look for you."

"No need, I..." Song Que's words were interrupted by Song Shidao who came back from the house.

"Father? It's great that you're here, mother kisses her..." Song Shidao was about to report on Leng Bingbing's recent physical condition as soon as he saw Song Que. have theirs.

Song Que yelled: "Kneel down." Song Shidao fell to his knees with a conditioned reflex, and Song Que then reprimanded, "As a son of man, you not only did not stop your mother from messing around, but also acted capriciously. Do you know your mistake?" He is cold, he can't do anything heavy, but he doesn't have that much love for his son.

Song Que has always played the role of a strict father. Song Shidao respects and loves him. Facing his questioning, he lowered his head and said softly: "My child knows his mistake, but father and mother are not fooling around." Although he himself has Wrong, but in his heart, mother is always right.

"Shidao, get up." Leng Bingbing walked over to help Song Shidao up, no matter what doubts she had before, when she saw her son being bullied by Song Que, she exploded.Like a lioness protecting her cub, she yelled at Song Que: "You are not welcome here, get out!" If it wasn't inconvenient now, she would have to beat Song Que to relieve her anger.

With an idea, she picked up the big broom placed in the yard and threw Song Que out.Thinking about it, Song Quechang should have never experienced such an experience at his age, and he must be very angry because of his pride.

After driving Song Que out, he put his hands on his hips coldly and proudly said to Song Shidao: "Son, a person like your father is a scumbag. You have to use a broom to sweep him out. You are stupid, he let If you kneel down, you just kneel down, it hurts, he doesn't love your mother, but he does."

"Mother, sit down quickly." Song Shidao turned around in a hurry. He couldn't stop him when he was icy and angry before, and he regretted it in his heart.Only he knows that his mother is still kicking this little sister in her belly, so he must protect her well.He didn't feel much about Song Que's lesson.As a son, he should respectfully listen to his father's teachings.

Although Song Que was kicked out of the house, he didn't leave. He stood by the corner of the wall like a stone watching his wife, listening to the laughter inside.His face was serious, and two voices were arguing in his heart.He felt that Qinghui was really making trouble out of no reason, so it was good for the two of them to just separate like this.However, whenever he saw that figure and heard that voice, he couldn't restrain himself from wanting to get closer.This kind of loathing on the one hand, and love on the other hand made his brows twitch into a pimple.

For several days, Song Que stood there without eating or drinking.Fortunately, his skill has reached the stage of bigu, and it has no effect.

"Father, mother is pregnant." Song Shidao ran over quietly after falling asleep in the cold, and told Song Que the news.

The corner of Song Que's mouth raised unconsciously, that was his and Qing Hui's child, and he was going to be a father again!This news dispelled his indifference, and he only thought about taking care of his wife, leaving all swords aside.

"How is your mother? Is it a habit to eat here? I'll find a few women to take care of me now..." Song Que's series of questions made Song Shidao dizzy. So there are so many ways to take care of pregnant women. .