Chapter 4 (1/2)

Sitting on the bus home, watching the dust on the country road, row by row of low houses, song Ye felt real for this 15-year-old rebirth for the first time.

I really came back, back to this familiar Town, changed my fate, and got a new life again.

Even if it is a cold heart, such as song ye, in this scene can not help but touch the scene, feeling thousands of.

Even though he has not been in touch with his family for nearly 15 years, song ye still clearly remembers how humble and tiring his life was in the Song family.

With a squeak, she pushed open the old door, and the sound of the sound in the corridor made the laughter stop in an instant.

Lu Lan, the mother of Song Dynasty sitting in the sofa in the living room, glanced at the door and saw the pestle in the spot. A trace of disgust flashed in her eyes. She didn't want to speak. Song Tingting, the second daughter in the sofa, and song Meimei, the third daughter, had already opened their mouths. The sharp voice complained with no politeness, ”Song ye, you don't close the door soon. How cold it is, you want to freeze me to death.”

When Lu Lan heard the speech, she frowned, and her eyes fell on Song Ye's dirty clothes. ”If you go out for a trip, you'll be crazy. Your clothes are so dirty that you don't look like a girl. Don't come in soon.”

At this time, song Yuanzhi, the only male host on the sofa, did not speak. He put on a shelf and even gave a stingy look to the unpopular daughter.

Song Ye's eyes under the bangs are covered with a layer of frost, and a joyful and brisk heart for rebirth quickly sinks to the bottom of the valley. Although it has been 15 years, the faces of the Song family are still so hateful.

She pursed her lips, swallowed her parents to her mouth, closed the door, and walked back to her room alone. Unexpectedly, Lu Lan's harsh voice came from behind her. ”You don't even call. Do you think this is a hotel or a hotel? You know that the conditions at home are difficult and you still go to travel, and you're a loser.”

Her words were echoed by her two daughters, who could be heard clearly through the door.

Song Ye sits by the bed, watching the narrow bed full of clothes and socks, and sits on the other side of the bed without looking.

The Song family was living in poverty, with only two bedrooms and one living room, so the three daughters could only squeeze into one room. The beds were layered up and down. Song Tingting and song Meimei occupied the lower position. Song ye could only live on the cat's waist and hit the upper bunk overhead.

In the past, song Ye was responsible for cleaning the sanitation and clothes of the Song family. So after going out for three days, the small room was in a mess, especially her own bed, which was full of dirty clothes and socks of song Tingting and song Meimei.

If it was a previous life, song ye would work hard, but she was born again. Knowing the cause and effect, she would not be bullied again.

After finding the secluded place, song ye took the stone out of the space and observed it carefully in the dim light.

Black sand, fine and hard, is an old pit stone. Song Ye of the last generation had been in contact with jadeite. He knew that this kind of raw stone could produce jadeite. The man with goatee carefully hid the stone in the interlayer, which must be a very valuable thing.

It is said that immortals can't break jade. Some people in the gambling stone industry have become rich overnight by relying on the original stones, while others have lost their wealth overnight. Even the most advanced instruments can't spy on the authenticity.

Song Ye is playing with the stone in his hand. Thinking of his present power, he decides to try it.