Song Ye raised his head in shock, looking at her with eyes full of disbelief.
Jiang Zhiling stood opposite him and clearly saw the daze in his eyes.
Apparently no one had said that to him.
"I have a mother?" Song Ye spoke softly, as if asking, but also unsure.
Jiang Zhiling teased him: "Without a mother, how could you have jumped out of a stone?"
Song Ye shook his head: "She doesn't want me to call him mom."
Jiang Zhining was stunned. She naturally knew who she was in his mouth.
At that moment, my heart skipped a beat.
"Although some people are mothers, they are not qualified mothers. There are such people in any era, but you are unlucky and you meet them."
Song Ye didn't answer.
"Xiaoye, your stepmother is also your mother. You are Song Yuzhou's child, which is also my child." Jiang Zhiling said with a chuckle, "Mom is your confidence, bravely say no to those who hurt you with their words, okay?"
At that moment, tears welled up in his eyes.
Almost at the same time, Song Ye jumped directly into her arms and hugged her tightly.
His voice was trembling, with obvious nervousness: "Mom, mom..."
Jiang Zhiling stroked his head gently, her palms filled with warmth: "Yes, mom is here."
Tears rolled quietly from his eyes when he received a response.
Before his eyes, he remembered that when he pulled his biological mother to call her mom, he was slapped.
Feeling the moisture on her chest, Jiang Zhiling did not reveal it, but still held him gently.
Song Yuzhou stood there, holding Song Ye tightly against Jiang Zhiling, clenching his fists hanging by his sides.
Because Song Ye was emotionally unstable, Song Yuzhou asked for leave for him, and then he and Jiang Zhiling held his hand and went home.
When she got home, Jiang Zhiling asked Song Yuzhou to cook while she chatted with Song Ye.
However, at the age of five or six, he felt too depressed, so she wanted to enlighten him as best she could.
"Xiao Ye, can you tell me about your mother?" Jiang Zhiling spoke slowly.
Song Ye's body trembled instinctively when he heard about his biological mother. Seeing his conditioned reflex, Jiang Zhiling felt distressed and couldn't help but tighten her grip on his hand.
"Today, treat me as a trash can and express your inner fear of your mother. From tomorrow on, I hope you can forget the past. Because your current mother is me." Jiang Zhiling said word by word.
Looking at her encouraging eyes, Song Ye finally spoke slowly: "Mom doesn't like us. When we were young, my father was not at home, and my mother often beat my brother and me..."
Jiang Zhining endured the shock in her heart and listened carefully.
She only knew that Song Ye, brother and sister, were abandoned, but the details were unclear.
It wasn't until I heard it with my own ears that I believed there was such a vicious mother in the world.
Because her husband was away from home for many years, Song Ye's mother vented all her complaints on her children. They were scolded every day for being a burden and either beaten or scolded.
In winter, they were not allowed to wear warm clothes, take hot baths, or eat. When she was in a bad mood, she would be beaten with wattle sticks.
The most vicious thing is that after his father died, his mother actually wanted to abandon them and marry her old sweetheart.
Because he wanted to monopolize the pension, he conspired with his old friend to poison the three children.
If Song Yuzhou hadn't happened to go back and found the children who were unconscious due to poisoning, and sent them to rescue in time, the three of them would have been poisoned to death by their biological mother.
Because of this, they love and hate their biological mothers in their hearts.
Jiang Zhiling's eyes turned red, and her palm fell on his head: "It's okay, it's all over."
"Will you harm us like them?" Song Ye looked at them uneasily.
"they?"
Song Ye nodded: "After my uncle adopted us, there was an aunt who wanted to marry my father. She was very kind to us at first. One time I went to play with her in the pond, but she pushed me into the pond..."
Jiang Zhiling covered her mouth in disbelief. She didn't expect that such an experience would happen to them.
For a moment, the words came to my lips, but I couldn't say them.
"My mother-in-law said they didn't want to be stepmothers, so they would kill us."
After a long while, Jiang Zhiling finally found her voice: "I will not harm you, never."
Song Ye didn't speak, and just looked at her with his clear eyes.
Jiang Zhiling bent over and hugged him emotionally, and said gently: "I will try my best to be your mother, give me a chance, okay?"
The tip of his nose was filled with an unfamiliar temperature, and Song Ye's body, which had been tense, slowly relaxed.
She smells so good, just like the smell of her mother in the dream.
For a long time, Song Ye nodded cautiously.
After separating from Song Ye, Jiang Zhiling stayed in the room.
"I finally understand why those two children will turn black in the future. After going through this, it would be strange not to turn black." Jiang Zhiling sympathized.
She was an orphan, never feeling the love of her parents and always longing for it.
But compared to her, Song Chen and Song Ye were even worse.
Poisoned by his biological mother! How desperate they must be at the moment when the poison strikes!
The more Jiang Zhiling thought about it, the angrier she became, and her heart was in turmoil.
When Song Yuzhou walked into the room, he saw Jiang Zhiling crying there.
Seeing this, Song Yuzhou stepped forward quickly: "What happened?"
"I'm so angry. Xiaoye just told me how there could be such a cruel mother in this world. I'm so angry! She doesn't deserve to be a mother at all!"
The more Jiang Zhiling talked, the angrier she became, with tears streaming down her face.
Seeing her crying in anger, Song Yuzhou couldn't laugh or cry.
"Okay, don't cry anymore. He now has a good mother like you." Song Yuzhou wiped away her tears gently.
Jiang Zhining nodded: "I can."
She can't redeem herself, but she wants to redeem brother Song Ye, just like she once redeemed herself.
