Chapter 498: Chapter 498

"Mom and Dad, you’re not young anymore. It’s too hard for you to take care of Tang Yuan. How about we take care of the child instead?"

Song Qinghe considered his tone, trying to communicate with his parents.

Mrs. Song wore a smile, trying hard to please Tang Yuan.

"Little Tang Yuan, let Grandma hold you."

Little Tang Yuan turned her face away, snuggling into Old Mrs. Song’s arms, showing a toothless smile that brought mixed feelings of joy and heartache to Old Mrs. Song.

"Tang Yuan likes Great Grandma, and Great Grandma likes Tang Yuan. Be a good girl and wait for Mommy and Daddy to come back."

Will Daddy and Mommy ever come back?

Old Mrs. Song wasn’t sure either.

She didn’t dare to think or say it, just hoped that without asking or speaking, her grandson and granddaughter-in-law would suddenly return and appear before her.

Old Mrs. Song didn’t dare to cry, afraid of her own pain, and even more afraid of her husband’s sadness! Don’t think she doesn’t know; at night, her husband sits alone in the garden, looking at the grape vines, smoking at least a dozen cigarettes, wiping his tears alone there.

She dared not go out; her husband hadn’t cried in years.

The last time he cried was for a sacrificed comrade, but this time, the situation was really terrible.

Both were afraid of each other’s sadness, trying hard to pretend to be calm.

Pretending peace doesn’t mean true peace.

Mrs. Song’s smile was frozen there.

Her outstretched hand stiffened, this little brat dared to treat her .

Silently holding back her anger.

She had to endure it.

"Mom! Let me do it. You’ve been tired for so long, it’s time to rest a bit. This isn’t a good solution."

Old Mrs. Song paused, yes.

If things are really later, her old bones truly can’t handle this child.

If she were ten years younger, even five years, she wouldn’t need Mrs. Song.

But now, she’s not young anymore.

Just as she was about to hand the child to Mrs. Song.

The auntie came over, "Old Mrs. Song, Mrs. Wu and Mr. Wu, along with their son and daughter-in-law, have come."

Old Mrs. Song paused, her face darkened.

"Who let them come? To laugh at me? Chase them out."

She held onto her Tang Yuan tightly, face full of anger, and Mrs. Song quickly agreed!

Ignoring Tang Yuan, she went to handle things.

What’s the Wu family up to?

Taking advantage of the Song family’s misfortune, intentionally coming to humiliate them?

This moment is not the time to lose the Song family’s demeanor, Mrs. Song hadn’t even stood up.

"At such an old age, still have such a temper! Not afraid of being laughed at by the younger generation."

Mrs. Wu and Mr. Wu walked in slowly, followed by Wu Pingjing and Xu Meng.

Xu Meng felt like she was the type to be a henchman for those ancient bullies; she understood why the old couple was here!

But, facing the Song family still felt a bit timid.

After all, this is Jiang Xiaoxiao’s in-laws.

Thinking of Doctor Jiang, her heart was filled with sorrow.

Old Mrs. Song didn’t want to say a word, hugged her Tang Yuan tightly, and wanted to go upstairs.

Tang Yuan saw Mrs. Wu, her eyes widened, completely unaware, she grinned at the old lady.

A plump and fair little fellow with round black eyes and that unforgettable smile.

Mrs. Wu almost shed tears.

These eyes are almost identical to her own eldest child’s, this is her great-grandchild!

She went up and stopped Old Mrs. Song.

Old Mrs. Song glared, "What do you want? This is my house, it’s not your Wu family. If you want to show off, go back to your Wu family. Coming to the Song family for what? To laugh at me, isn’t it? I’m telling you, leave now, I don’t want to see you.

Don’t make me say harsh words, which would leave you two humiliated. There are still younger folks standing here. I don’t want to go too far, you’d better not push me."

Just seeing that face made her angry.

This woman had made her a lifelong joke, almost unable to stand in her profession.

On the contrary, she went on to shine and honor her family.

She’s simply a heartless woman.

Mrs. Wu, looking at Tang Yuan, gently pulled at Old Mrs. Song, "Old Meng, how old are we now? Together, we’re over a hundred years. I was at fault back then, I sincerely apologize to you; I came this time to apologize."

Her attitude was humble, her sincere tone took Old Mrs. Song by surprise.

She would apologize to her?

The sun has risen from the west.

If this old hag were willing to apologize, they wouldn’t have ended up .

They’ve been rivals for so many years, and suddenly her enemy came to sincerely apologize, what kind of play is this?

Old Mrs. Song remained stern, not relaxing, suspecting Mrs. Wu had hidden motives.

Mrs. Song saw this, quickly stepping forward, naturally supporting her mother-in-law.

"I’m sorry, we have too much going on at home right now, can’t entertain you. It’d be best if you all leave now!"

Can’t let her mother-in-law be bullied.

Could the Wu family be relying on numbers to bully us?

That’s too shameless.

All cultured people, doing such unrefined deeds, have no character.

Xu Meng stepped up, warmly pulling Mrs. Song, "Let the older generation talk it out; these old grudges should be resolved. People say it’s easy to untangle resentment but not to create it. We don’t have deep hatred, just some misunderstandings that weren’t resolved by the elders, let them talk it out, and we younger ones have tea and chat.

I know Ms. Song, you have a successful son, even married with a lively and adorable granddaughter. You’re truly blessed."

Dragging her along, managed to pull her away.

A smile disarms anger, so Mrs. Song couldn’t erupt.

Wu Pingjing hurriedly followed to the dining room.

Only four elderly people remained in the living room.

Old Sir Song was imposing without anger, watching Mr. Wu and Mrs. Wu without moving, "What on Earth are you two up to? Our two families have no ties; I prefer being straightforward, unlike you literati who like curves and complicated twists.

I don’t have your crafty minds, speak directly. If you came today to kick us when we’re down, seeing the Song family in trouble and want to jeer, you’ll just be making yourselves uncomfortable.

Don’t blame me for not showing face, my wife isn’t someone you can bully without consequences."

Old Sir Song slammed the table, causing the tea cups to jump nonstop.

Little Tang Yuan was startled and began to cry.

Old Mrs. Song rolled her eyes at Old Sir Song: can’t you lower your voice?

Gently soothing Tang Yuan.

Unfortunately, for some reason, Tang Yuan continued to cry, refusing to be comforted.

Old Mrs. Song broke out in a sweat from anxiety.

The more anxious she was, the harder it was to console her.

Even Old Sir Song turned pale with worry.