That night they hugged each other and talked for a long time. Lu Xinting asked him how he met Gu Zhiyin.
When he was on a mission in the United States, something happened, and he was rescued by Gu Zhiyin. He also helped him get rid of that organization, cleaned up some of his bad records, and gave him a new identity. He then returned to China with Gu Zhiyin. .
"No wonder you are so loyal to him." Lu Xinting said, "He saved your life, so you followed him wholeheartedly and allowed him to bully and exploit you."
Song Heng smiled and said, "Master Gu is actually very good to me."
Lu Xinting sighed, "You are the only one who can say good things about him."
Gu Zhiyin had too many bad habits, so Song Heng was the one who tolerated him.
But having said that, Gu Zhiyin still considers Song Heng in important matters.
The relationship between master and servant seems not very close, but they seem to be inseparable.
The main reason is that Song Heng usually talks little and only does what he is told. Gu Zhiyin puts on a high airs all day long, and every word reveals his disdain for others.
But I still care about it in my heart.
Lu Xinting returned to her hometown with Song Heng the next day.
After four hours of flying, her back hurt. Song Heng felt distressed. After getting in a private car, he asked her to lie on his lap and massaged her gently.
Song Heng's mother remarried to the next county. Over the years, the family gradually developed and bought a house in the city.
"Didn't you send money to your mother?" Lu Xinting felt that Song Heng's mother was very pitiful. Song Heng earned so much money. Although the family was separated, the mother and son were separated by blood, so it was necessary to support her.
"I beat her, but she didn't want it."
"I guess it must be because your mother divorced that year and left you with your father. She felt that she owed you something, so she didn't accept your money."
Song Heng turned to look at Lu Xinting and touched her head, "That's it."
When Lu Xinting heard what Song Heng said, she already knew something about this mother. She must love her children very much.
When they arrived at a resettlement house on the outskirts of the city, they got out of the car. Song Heng was about to call his mother, but he didn't expect to meet her downstairs.
Jiang Wenjuan happened to be returning from shopping for vegetables. She saw a young man and woman dressed in elegant clothes standing downstairs. She was stunned at first. When she saw Song Heng turned around, the vegetable basket in his hand fell to the ground.
"Xiao Heng..."
Song Heng looked at Jiang Wenjuan and called "Mom".
Jiang Wenjuan's eyes gradually filled with tears, and she hurriedly walked over, but did not dare to get close. She stood two steps away from him and looked at him up and down.
They hadn't seen each other for at least seven years. The last time they met, she and her current husband's son had congenital heart disease and needed to contact the hospital. She called Song Heng for help.
Song Heng came back without saying a word, helped her in the hospital, and paid for all the medical expenses.
Jiang Wenjuan missed her son very much, but because she felt guilty, she never dared to call him to express condolences.
She knew that her son was living a good life in the capital, and she felt at ease and did not dare to disturb him.
"Is this...your girlfriend?" Jiang Wenjuan turned her eyes to Lu Xinting.
"Mom, she is already my wife."
"Is it the one you told me last time?"
Lu Xinting glanced at Song Heng, who held her hand tightly and said, "Well, it's her."
When Lu Xinting admitted that he was her boyfriend, he called Jiang Wenjuan.
Jiang Wenjuan clearly remembered what Song Heng said to her that night.
"Mom, I have a girlfriend."
"I think she is sincere to me."
"I...I want to marry her."
"But she was so nice, and I felt so sorry for her."
"Her family is also very good to me."
"If I'm lucky enough to marry her, can you come to the wedding?"
From these few words, Jiang Wenjuan knew how much her son loved this girl.
Seeing their hands holding each other tightly, she smiled happily with tears in her eyes, "It's great that you can get married."
Her son was in his thirties, and she had been worried about this. She thought they had broken up, but she didn't expect them to get married.
Lu Xinting shyly called "Mom".
Jiang Wenjuan said "Hey", "Girl, you are very beautiful. Xiao Heng is lucky to marry you."
Lu Xinting shook her head and glanced at Song Heng with a smile, "Why did you say the same thing to my mother? My mother also said that my ancestral grave was cracked. Please bless me for finding such a good husband."
Jiang Wenjuan was even more happy when she heard this. Doesn't this mean that the woman's parents also support their marriage.
"It's cold outside. Stop standing here. Come inside and sit down."
"good."
Song Heng went over to pick up the vegetable basket for Jiang Wenjuan, took Lu Xinting's hand, and followed Jiang Wenjuan upstairs.
Jiang Wenjuan was older than Lu Xinting imagined, and her legs and feet were weak. It was obvious that she had been severely persecuted when she was young.
Jiang Wenjuan's husband is a veteran. He broke a leg when he was in the army. His wife couldn't stand being alone in an empty room, and she disliked him for having a broken leg, so she ran away with him. When he came back, he met Jiang Wenjuan, who was working as a nurse in the hospital.
Perhaps out of sympathy for Jiang Wenjuan's experience, the two cherished each other and started a family.
Xu Zhiyuan had no children. Jiang Wenjuan took Song Zhe to marry Xu Zhiyuan. Later, they gave birth to a son and a daughter. Although the family was not rich, it was considered a happy family.
