bullyxtreme Chapter 383 - Puppetry
Chapter 383 - Puppetry
Feng Shijiu was stunned as to why his uncle was looking for him. How could he help her?
"Jiujiu, can your puppetry control her cruel and mean side? Even if it makes her look like a seven or eight-year-old child forever, this way both she and I can be liberated." After saying that, Song Yuntian walked to the yard, picked up the jar of wine, and drank it, looking very decadent.
Looking at Song Yuntian like this, Feng Shijiu felt very conflicted. That vicious woman deserved to have a bad end, but his uncle was so innocent. Should he save him or not?
Just as Song Yuntian reached out to take the second jar of wine, his arm was pulled by a small hand, and a faint voice sounded in his ear, "Uncle, I can try, but it may not succeed. You have to be prepared. If you fail, please don't be too sad."
"Not sad, not sad." Song Yuntian shook his head violently, with the corners of his mouth raised like a child who had received a reward. Feng Shijiu felt sad. Just because of his uncle's infatuation, he must control the woman's vicious and cruel temper.
The next day, Song Yuntian kept pacing outside the door, which gave Mrs. Song a headache.
She went to Li'er's courtyard early in the morning to look for Jiujiu, but unexpectedly she came back empty-handed. After searching every courtyard, she was told that Jiujiu was in Tian'er's room.
"Tian'er, are you sure Jiujiu can save that girl? He is just a child." Mrs. Song said with a frown, saying that she was unlucky in this life.
She wanted to keep a son for the Song family, but she was already too old and still not married, which really worried her to death.
But who would have thought that he would take notice of a silly girl he picked up from the street the day before yesterday.
"I'm not sure either, but it's better to have hope than to have no hope." After saying that, he continued to pace in the yard.
Mrs. Song shook her head helplessly. It was obvious that this silly boy was deeply trapped and unable to extricate himself.
I don’t know if the girl, who has become so crazy and stupid, can still leave descendants for the Song family. If not, how can she face the ancestors of the Song family?
It was not until noon that Feng Shijiu slowly opened the door. Song Yuntian and Mrs. Song both surrounded him nervously.
"Jiujiu, how is she?" Song Yuntian looked at him hopefully.
"I feel like it should be successful. We'll be able to see it when she wakes up. Uncle, won't you treat me to a meal? My stomach is rumbling." After saying that, Feng Mijiu rubbed his stomach pretending to be aggrieved.
Mrs. Song, who was standing behind Song Yuntian, couldn't help but stepped forward to hold Feng Shijiu and said, "Jiujiu, follow grandma. Grandma asked the kitchen to make a lot of food for you. Some of them are dishes developed by your aunt Jiu. You will definitely like them."
Hearing that it was what Song Yunli was researching, Feng Shijiu happily followed Mrs. Song towards the hall.
It was not until the figures of the grandparents and grandchildren disappeared at the end of the corridor that Song Yuntian finally calmed down a little. He nervously stepped over the threshold and walked towards the bed.
The woman on the couch had a peaceful expression without any pain, as if she had dreamed of something happy. The corner of her mouth was raised with a faint smile, and her cat-like face looked like a child. Song Yuntian finally let go of his worried heart.
Sitting on the edge of the couch and gently gathering her scattered hair on her forehead, Song Yuntian sighed.
Mr. and Mrs. Song Lin and Feng Shijiu were eating happily in the hall when they heard some noise at the door. They all looked over there. Except Feng Shijiu, the other two were all stunned.
Lu He, who was cleaned up neatly, stood quietly beside Song Yuntian, one of her small hands tightly grasping the corner of his clothes, looking at the people in the hall with curiosity in her eyes, looking very well-behaved and lovely.
"He'er, this is my mother, and this is my father."