Shanghai city.
First People's Hospital.
"Xiaoting, you are finally willing to come see dad."
In the room, an old man with gray hair and a thin face was lying on the hospital bed. The originally extremely ill man saw the arrival of a beautiful woman, and his dull eyes immediately burst out with surprise.
He wanted to pull the woman's sleeve, but she dodged him.
"Don't get me wrong, I'm not here to see you. Also, don't call me Xiaoting. My surname is Jiang, and my name is Jiang Ting. My mother's name is Jiang Xue, and I take my mother's surname!"
The woman's voice was resolute and her eyes were filled with hatred. When Song Zhou heard this, his heart was as sharp as a knife.
Jiang Xue!
What an ancient name.
The woman who makes me feel guilty and regret my whole life.
I'm sorry for you and our daughter.
It was me who hurt you!
"And!" The woman threw a document on Song Zhou and said in a cold voice: "I won't take any of your money. Just take your money and go to hell to atone for my mother's sins!"
After the woman finished speaking, she turned around and left without any nostalgia.
"Daughter, you are right. I should go to hell to atone for your mother's sins. I was sorry for her and killed her."
"Xue'er, I'm going to go down with you and atone for your sins."
Song Zhou lay on the bed, leaving two lines of clear tears in love, and laughed at himself.
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The chairman of #雪州集团 passed away due to illness at the age of fifty-seven#
#十Billion Group CEO Song Zhou passed away at 8pm yesterday#
#雪泽chairman will donate all his family property to the charity center#
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hiss!
Um?
Where is this?
Song Zhou raised his heavy eyelids hard, and everything in front of him was a bit blurry, and it took a long time before it became clear.
There are posters of Teresa Teng on the wall, colorful quilts on the kang, and the old adobe house that only exists in my memory comes into view. At the same time, there is also a clear calendar on the wall.
July 20, 1985.
Could it be that he was reborn?
Reborn to the day when he had sex with Jiang Xue because he was drunk.
Snapped!
There was a round of applause.
The burning pain on his face immediately brought Song Zhou back to his senses, confirming that he was not dreaming!
In front of him, a group of villagers wearing white and blue shirts and striped pants were looking at him with contempt, with anger in their eyes.
"You bastard, what are you doing standing there, I'll just beat you to death today!"
As the man roared, a figure rushed up to the kang and beat him all over his face. However, after only a few blows, he spat out blood and collapsed on the kang without any movement!
"father!"
Song Zhou rushed over and hugged his father in his arms. The crowd suddenly became commotion. Several men came over, picked up the man and rushed out. The crowd also dispersed, and comments came like a flood.
"Oh, what a sin. The old Song family is responsible for their duties, how could they give birth to a son like this?"
"It seems that Lao Song is very angry this time."
"How can you not be angry with a son like this? He has no skills. He has nothing to do all day long. He is quite good at spoiling girls. The old Song family has completely lost its head in the village."
"Xiaoxue is the first college student in our village. He was ruined like this. Lao Jiang was almost angry to death. Song Zhou is really nothing!"
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As if Song Zhou was struck by lightning, his memory becomes clearer.
Jiang Xue is the only daughter of the village chief. She has never had to worry about her studies since she was a child. She is a positive teaching material for all the children in the village. She is also the first college student in the village to be admitted to university in more than ten years.
Because the two grew up together, they were childhood sweethearts and liked each other. However, Jiang Xue was so outstanding that Song Zhou could only keep it in his heart and dare not say it.
Yesterday, Jiang Xue came back from town to get the notice and wanted to surprise her father. When she passed by her house, she came in to sit down and drank some of his father's deer blood wine at her strong invitation. Unexpectedly, the two of them had a very different drinking capacity. , one got out of bed without control.
The village chief led people to search for it all night, and only found it at Song Zhou's house today.
Then there was the scene in front of me.
Song Zhou remembered that he acted carelessly and did not want to take responsibility, so he could only go in and squat for a few years.
It was because of this incident that my father was so angry that he vomited blood. From then on, he fell ill and fell into despair. A few months later, he fell down the mountain behind and died.
My mother has been depressed ever since. She fell into the river and drowned while washing clothes.
A good home was completely destroyed.
Although he became a billionaire after years of hard work in his previous life, he had been living in guilt and pain for decades, unable to extricate himself and never even had a good night's sleep.
The crowd gradually left. Her mother stepped forward and wanted to slap Song Zhou, but she felt a little distressed when she saw Song Zhou's dull eyes. She raised her palm and slapped her face, whimpering and growling:
"You kid, you are really a sinner!"
"mother!"
Song Zhou hugged his mother.
Guilt and joy were intertwined, tears slowly flowed down the corner of the mouth, and scenes of the past appeared in front of his eyes, making people sigh.
Night falls.
The atmosphere in the Song family is a little weird.
Looking at Song Zhou who was busy in front of the stove, the expressions on the faces of his father Song Zhengjun and his mother Yan Huiru kept changing.
Song Zhengjun coughed a few times, stretched out his trembling fingers and tapped Song Zhou hard several times in the air, and roared in a hoarse voice:
"You bastard, don't think that cooking me a meal will make me forgive you. I won't cover up this matter today. It doesn't matter whether I'm put in jail or shot. Just pretend that I never gave birth to you!"
When he got angry again, Song Zhengjun picked up something and threw it at him without looking. Song Zhou stood there with a firm gaze.
After reviving my life, I, Song Zhou, will never run away from anything again.
A pair of scissors flew several times in the air and cut across Song Zhou's arm, causing blood to flow out instantly.
Song Zhengjun's pupils dilated instantly, and he swallowed the words of concern as soon as they came to his lips.
Yan Huiru became anxious, punched the man hard, and shouted in a tearful tone:
"What are you doing? You have to let your son die before you are willing to do it, right? He is your son after all. Do you, the father, really want to kill him?"
"I...I don't have this kind of son!"
"I know Xiaozhou is not doing the right thing, but I am his mother, and even if the sky falls, I, the mother, will hold it up!"
"What the hell! A spoiler is like a murderer. Don't you even understand this?"
Song Zhengjun was so anxious that the veins on his forehead popped out. This woman really didn't give any face to her when she protected the calf.
"Father, mother!"
Song Zhou's voice interrupted the old couple's quarrel, and then Bang Bang knelt on the ground with a thud and kowtowed.
"Dad, I did something wrong. I know I was wrong, but since it has happened, I can't hide or hide. I want to go to the Jiang family to explain this matter clearly. I will be responsible for Jiang Xue. I want to marry she!"
Song Zhou's attitude was quite satisfactory, but Song Zhengjun still looked sad.
