The three Song Jiuyuan brothers stared blankly at the man in front of them, as if he was not their father.
But he looked exactly like their father Song Qing, except that he was much more haggard and older than before.
"Look, I knew you would rely on my husband!"
The woman nervously grabbed Song Qing's sleeve, but Song Qing frowned and avoided her. She was immediately frightened.
"Ms. sir, don't listen to their nonsense, I am your wife." She said and pulled Hu Zhuangzhuang over.
"This is our son Zhuangzhuang, have you forgotten?"
"Dad, Mom is right, don't you even believe Mom?"
Hu Zhuangzhuang glared at Jiang Wan and the others with resentment. His eyes did not look like the emotions a five-year-old child could express.
This inexplicably made Song Qing feel very conflicted.
Things that had puzzled him for nearly a month seemed to suddenly find a breakthrough.
No wonder since he woke up, he has been very resistant to the person who calls himself his wife from the bottom of his heart.
He also resisted getting close to them, and he had no feeling of blood involvement with Zhuang Zhuang, his "son".
Maybe they were not relatives, because they gave him such a strange feeling.
Song Qing raised his eyes and looked at the three children in front of him. He hadn't paid much attention to them just now, but now he realized that they looked a lot like him.
Something called bloodline pull gradually spread, and there was a sour emotion in his heart.
Even though he has no memory, his emotions are still affected by them.
"Yuan'er, Jiuchi, Li'er! Since he has a new family, let's go!"
Mrs. Song is also a man of character. Her man has been missing for five or six years, and he has a four or five-year-old son by his side.
Even though she didn't want to believe it in her heart, the fact was here. She was heartbroken to death, but she didn't want to dwell too much on it.
"Auntie, is there any misunderstanding?"
Jiang Wan held Mrs. Song's arm, looked at the awkward "family of three" opposite and said:
"Both Xianggong and Li'er look similar to dad, as if they were carved from the same mold.
But this kid is not even remotely similar to his father. It’s impossible for his cousins to look so completely unrelated. "
With one sentence, Mrs. Song's broken heart seemed to pick up again.
She raised her eyes and looked at Song Qing, who was looking at her sadly.
He obviously didn't remember anything, but seeing their family made him feel happy, sad, and guilty. In short, he had mixed emotions.
"father!"
Hu Zhuangzhuang was extremely nervous, fearing that Song Qing would leave with this group of people.
Zhang Xing, the strong woman, pursed her lips, glanced at Song Qing carefully, and explained guiltily.
"Not all children look like their father. My family looks like my mother."
Both sides had their own opinions, and Song Qing felt that his brain was about to explode!
But his intuition told him that the people who suddenly appeared in front of him were his family members.
But what happened to Zhang Xing and Zhuang Zhuang?
Song Qing's head hurt so much that he subconsciously covered his head. Zhang Xing became anxious.
"Ms. sir, don't think too much. Our family will always be together."
"That's not okay."
Song Jiuyuan stepped forward and quickly grabbed Song Qing's wrist. He was obviously capable of self-defense.
When Zhang Xing changed his clothes for the first time, he subconsciously kicked him away, but facing Song Jiuyuan, all the memories in his body did not contradict him.
He even allowed Song Jiuyuan to act obediently.
"what are you doing?!!"
Zhang Xing's eyes widened in horror, and she was about to push Song Jiuyuan away, but Jiang Wan was faster.
Almost when Zhang Xing was about to touch Song Jiuyuan, Jiang Wan threw him away.
"Stay away from my husband!"
"Why are you so unreasonable?"
Zhang Xing stood still awkwardly and wanted to say something, but when he saw Song Jiuyuan lift Song Qing's sleeves, he said firmly:
"Dad, it is indeed you."
Compared to Mrs. Song and Song Jiuli, who were more reserved with their emotions, Song Jiuyuan did not cry, but his eyes turned slightly red when he looked at Song Qing.
When my father was a child, he was only a teenager, and his younger siblings were under ten.
Now that we see him again, it feels like a lifetime ago.
"you……"
Song Qing opened his mouth and wanted to call Song Jiuyuan, but found that he didn't even know the child's name.
Song Jiuchi rushed over and hugged Song Qing, saying excitedly: "Dad!"
"father!"
Song Jiuli choked and wiped her tears. There were differences between men and women, but she just stood beside Song Qing with an excited face.
The emotions of the three siblings naturally infected Song Qing, who subconsciously raised his hand and patted Song Jiuyuan and Song Jiuchi on their shoulders.
Seeing that father and son were about to have a touching recognition, Zhang Xing quit.
"etc!"
"Do you have any more questions?"
The Song family had no time to talk to Zhang Xing, so Jiang Wan simply took care of the business.
Zhang Xing probably knew that Mrs. Song was Song Qing's wife, so she looked at Mrs. Song uncomfortably.
"Are you really his former wife?"
"yes."
Madam Song wiped her tears with a handkerchief, her voice choked slightly.
Zhang Xing curled her lips depressedly, glanced at the carriage in front of her from the corner of her eye, and rolled her eyes.
"That you were husband and wife was something that happened before. I didn't know this when I got married to him.
He has lost his memory now, and I can't find out whether he deliberately concealed it in the first place.
But we now have a child together, so there's no way I'm going to leave him.
However, it is common for men to have three wives and four concubines. If you come in early, I will respectfully call you sister.
It's a good thing that our two families have become one. "
Mrs. Song almost fainted with her few words, "I don't agree!"
"Auntie, don't get excited yet."
Jiang Wan considerately supported Mrs. Song, who was on the verge of collapse. She was very unwell at the moment.
Although Song Qing always paid attention to her with concern, Mrs. Song had no thoughts.
The person whom I had longed for in the past had another woman, which was even more uncomfortable for Mrs. Song than having her flesh cut off.
However, Zhang Xing was not a quarrelsome person. Seeing that Madam Song could not accept her, she immediately threw up her veil.
"Brothers and sisters, although I am not the first wife, when I married this dead man, I didn't know that he had a family before.
Now that I've reached this point, I can't afford to lose both my personal and financial resources, right? "
Although the people in this caravan are not familiar with each other, I have lived with them for how many days.
So he looked at Song Qing with condemnation in his eyes, "Brother Hu, you can't be so heartless."
"Yes, what's more, although you have lost your memory now, you can't tell what happened at the beginning.
I know men best, so maybe you were the one who deliberately concealed your family background and deceived other people's eldest daughter. "
"That's the reason. It's your wife and children anyway. Let's merge into one family."
"..."
Everyone was talking about it, which made Song Qing's head swell. Faced with Mrs. Song's sad eyes, he shook his head subconsciously.
"No..., no, Zhang Xing is not my wife."
Although he has no memory, his subconscious resistance to Zhang Xing shows that the two have never been close.
