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Chapter 183 Song Xin's Enlightenment
"Dad... I... I didn't know she was my mother. What should I do now?" The boy was nervous. For eight years, his father had waited for his mother. He would wait for her here every day. But now, his mother was about to be poisoned to death by him. What should he do?
La Jiao was a little unsteady on her feet. When she was about to fall to the ground, Gong Zi Yu hugged her tightly.
He was nervous, scared, and even more sad. Then he thought that he had a medicine body, so without saying anything, he rushed madly to the Valley of Divine Doctors with 185-cm-long Chili in his arms.
Song Yu looked at the poetry gathering and thought that Ao Danyan was the most entertaining one. Not only was it so grand, but it was also very fancy.
Her expectations disappeared when everyone was spraying foam at each other. Ao Danyan was no less impressive, and Song Yu gained new insights.
She left quietly and walked leisurely on the streets of the state capital.
At this time, it would be better to go and see how the shop opened by her mother is doing.
Arriving at South Street, she looked at the countless shops and the bustling crowds of people. She slowly walked in.
Song Yu stood quietly outside the shop, her eyes fixed for a long time on her mother's hands as she was making jewelry.
Her mother's technique was skillful and deft, and every stroke seemed to carry her love and persistence for life.
Her father was busy moving around the shop, his figure revealing a kind of tenacity and hard work.
Her grandfather, with a smile on his face, enthusiastically introduced the jewelry to the customers, his eyes sparkling with pride in his craftsmanship.
Song Yu felt a surge of sadness in her heart. She saw how hard her family worked and also felt how difficult life was.
She knows that behind these jewellery are the sweat and hard work of her parents and grandparents. They create beauty with their own hands, but also silently endure the beauty of life.
At this moment, Song Yu secretly made up his mind to work harder to create a better life for his family.
She will cherish everything in front of her and repay her parents and grandparents' hard work with her actions.
Song Yu stood quietly outside the door, staring at the tightly closed door.
Her figure seemed somewhat lonely in the twilight, as if she was out of tune with the world around her. A breeze blew by, and her clothes fluttered slightly, but it did not bring any warmth.
Her eyes revealed a complex emotion, including helplessness, loss, and a hint of sadness. He seemed to be hesitating whether to go in, but finally chose to remain silent.
After a moment, Song Yu slowly turned around and walked away with heavy steps. His steps seemed a little slow, as if he was carrying a heavy burden. Every step was accompanied by an unspeakable determination, as if he was having a difficult struggle with his heart.
As night fell, Song Yu's figure moved farther and farther away, and finally disappeared into the darkness, leaving only the tightly closed door and the loud sound of hitting instruments behind the door.
She stood there all afternoon.
When she returned home, she saw her third brother cooking. On weekdays, her third brother was always like a happy little bird, chirping non-stop.
His laughter and words often filled the room, and people could not help but be infected by his energy. However, today, the third brother was unusually quiet.
He sat quietly in the corner, his eyes were confused, and he seemed to be immersed in his own thoughts. His hands were placed on his knees, and he fiddled with his fingers from time to time, as if he was thinking about something important. His face was no longer smiling, but was replaced by a hint of worry.
Song Yu felt a little strange and cast a concerned look at him, but her third brother didn't seem to notice. He just sat there silently, motionless, as if isolated from the world around him.
Without the chatter of the third brother, the room seemed exceptionally quiet, even a little dull.
Song Yu was not used to his third brother being like this, and he couldn't help but feel a little confused and worried.
"Third brother, the water in the pot is almost dry, don't add firewood." The water in the pot was almost evaporating.
Song Xin was cooking absentmindedly. The curling smoke from the kitchen rose up, casting a shadow on his slightly lonely figure.
His thoughts wandered, and he couldn't help but recall the past with Wang Dong.
Song Xin and Wang Dong once met in a shop. At that time, they both loved to eat and were full of vigor and dreams.
When they first met, Song Xin was impressed by Wang Dong's elegance and modesty, and they soon became good friends. They ate, drank, played, talked about their ideals in life, and spent many happy hours together.
However, as time went by, Song Xin gradually discovered that Wang Dong was not as worthy of close friendship as he initially thought.
Wang Dong often acts too selfishly, only caring about his own interests and being indifferent to the feelings of others.
In order to achieve his goals, he is now willing to hurt the people around him and even betray them.
Today, Song Xin and Wang Dong attended a tea party together. Wang Dong betrayed him secretly for his own selfish interests, which made him extremely embarrassed.
At that moment, Song Xin's heart was filled with disappointment and anger. He could not understand why Wang Dong would do such an immoral thing.
Another time, Song Xin and Wang Dong went to a banquet together. At the banquet, Wang Dong, in order to show off his power in front of everyone, had a fierce conflict with others despite Song Xin's dissuasion.
As a result, not only did the situation become extremely embarrassing, but Song Xin was also implicated.
Song Xin looked at Wang Dong's arrogant appearance and felt extremely sad.
In addition, Wang Dong often spoke ill of others behind their backs, sowed discord, and created trouble. His actions gradually caused Song Xin's trust in him to collapse, and the relationship between the two became increasingly distant.
Now, Song Xin stood in front of the stove, recalling these past events, with a lot of emotion in his heart. He understood that people like Wang Dong were not friends he could trust with his heart.
The friendship he once believed in seemed so fragile in the face of the test of reality.
Song Xin sighed softly, and the movements of his hands became slower.
He knew that some things could not be undone, and the friendship between him and Wang Dong, like the gradually dissipating smoke, could never go back to the way it was before.
As night falls, a faint sadness fills the courtyard.
After Song Xin finished cooking, he sat at the table, staring at the flickering candlelight, with a thousand thoughts in his mind.
He was thinking that the road of life was still long, and he had to learn to cherish those friends who were truly worth associating with and stay away from those hypocritical and selfish people.
And Wang Dong will become a lesson in his life, reminding him to keep a clear head at all times and not be easily fooled by appearances.
Seeing that he had figured it out, Song Yu was extremely happy. When the family was having dinner, she silently picked up some food for her third brother.
As for Wang Dong, he had no chance of getting the formula, and he broke off the engagement with Shi Gan Dang just because he found a girl with more potential than Shi Gan Dang.