Chapter 132: In the future, you will be the master of your own life
Now thinking about Song Daji's suffering, Song Tuanyuan really hates that the original owner is not a human being.
In the second half of the night, I heard Song Daji's breathing slowly becoming heavier, and Song Tuanyuan dozed off for some reason.
At this moment, in the Yamen of Ershilipu, Ji Changan was waiting for the mayor to arrive.
"Mr. Ji, that matter has been resolved!" The town master came forward with a smile, "That second-rate boy named Shen Qing got up and ran away on the spot, so the Song family's mother and son are fine, and we don't need to bring anyone to the Yamen.
.Just now the yamen officer came back and said that he also warned Shen Qing that he would not cause trouble to the Song family!"
Ji Changan's face was a little pale, and he was wearing a cyan cloak in the summer. He couldn't help coughing twice, and nodded lightly: "Okay!"
The master of the town hesitated for a moment: "Mr. Ji, what is the relationship between the Song family and the son? Mr. Ji cares so much about that family?"
Ji Changan said calmly: "Savior!"
The Master of the Town Mansion suddenly straightened his back and his expression suddenly became serious: "Don't worry, Mr. Ji, Mr. Ji's savior is my savior. I will definitely arrange things well. That Shen Qing will not
If he appears in the town again, as for the Gou family..."
Ji Changan's face was expressionless.
The Lord of the town immediately said: "The Gou family will never appear in the town again!"
Ji Changan said calmly: "Then thank you, Lord Town! It's just that I don't want the Song family to know about this!"
The master of the town quickly nodded, bowed and bowed out respectfully.
The next day, Song Tuanyuan shook his head. He didn't sleep well last night and was a little dizzy.
Song Daji raised his eyes and looked at Song Tuanyuan: "Mom, shall we go home?"
"Go back, of course!" Song Tuanyuan said with a smile, "We will go back after breakfast soon!"
Song Daji nodded.
The waiter brought breakfast, and the three of them ate briefly. Before leaving, Song Fugui also brought two large pancakes with him.
After leaving the inn door and looking at the carriage, Song Daji glanced at Song Fugui and said, "Is it from our family?"
Song Fugui nodded: "It belongs to our family!"
Song Daji stretched out his hand to touch the carriage.
She remembered that the last and only time she took a carriage was when she was getting married, which brought her from Songjia Village to Ershilipu, and now she was riding back again.
"Get in the car quickly!" Song Fugui spread the cotton wool a little softer, helped Song Daji to go forward and sit down, and then helped Song Tuanyuan.
"No need!" Song Tuanyuan said and climbed onto the carriage.
Song Fugui sat in front and the carriage started to move.
"Go directly out of the city!" Song Tuanyuan knew that Song Daji did not want to see the people and things in Ershilipu, so he directly ordered Song Fugui.
Song Fugui nodded and the carriage left through the east gate.
Song Daji turned his head and looked at the gate of Ershilipu town getting further and further away, and tears fell silently.
How many times had she dreamed that she wanted to leave this inhuman place, but she couldn't leave and was helpless. Now she not only left, but her relatives who cared about her took her away.
Song Daji glanced at Song Tuanyuan and whispered: "Mom, is what you said yesterday true?"
Song Tuanyuan was stunned for a moment, thought about what she had said to Song Daji yesterday, nodded and said: "It's true, you will make your own decisions about your own life from now on!"
Song Daji finally smiled.
The little girl of sixteen or seventeen should have been facing the sun, but because of the torture, her face was livid, her body was thin, and her eyes were dull. But now she has become bright because of Song Tuanyuan's words.
Song Daji lowered his head and stroked his rough fingers, tears falling down again.
Song Tuanyuan sighed.
Along the way, Song Daji didn't say anything more, he just looked at the scene outside the car. He could eat and sleep, but after only three days, his withered little face became a little rosy.
Song Tuanyuan asked Song Fugui to drive the carriage to the town.
In front of a clothing store, Song Tuanyuan asked Song Fugui to stop the carriage.
Song Daji got off the car.
Because the sun was too bright, she couldn't help but raise her hands to block the sun.
Song Tuanyuan dragged Song Daji into the shop.
There are a dazzling array of clothes in the shop.
Song Tuanyuan looked at two pairs of clothes, one with lotus root powder and one with goose yellow, and asked Song Daji to try it on.
"I..." Song Daji looked at the new clothes and then at what he was wearing, feeling a little ashamed of himself.
When she left Gou's house, she was only wearing the same clothes, and she hadn't changed them for three days.
"Go and try it!" Song Tuanyuan said.
The shopkeeper glanced at Song Daji's dirty clothes and was about to speak when Song Tuanyuan put the money on the counter.
The shopkeeper quickly asked his woman to take Song Daji there.
Song Daji changed his clothes and came out.
Song Tuanyuan took a look, stepped forward and untied Song Daji's bun, and randomly tied two braids on her.
"Mother..." Song Daji was stunned for a moment, "I'm already married and my hair is going to be tied up!"
Song Tuanyuan said: "You are still a little girl, and you look so old-fashioned with your hair tied up! Don't worry about it, just look good!"
Song Tuanyuan looked at it and nodded with satisfaction: "When you get back, I'll cut your bangs and perm them, so you'll look more energetic!"
Perhaps due to malnutrition and long-term depression, Song Daji's hair is dry and yellow, and his hairline is somewhat receding, making him look older.
Song Daji smiled and did not refute again.
Song Daji tried on the second goose-yellow one, but Song Tuanyuan refused to let her take it off and went out wearing it.
"Mom, have you bought them all?" Song Daji was stunned.
"I bought it!" Song Tuanyuan said with a smile, "I also bought one for your sister-in-law, Shuangxi and Xiaoxiao. My little girl is still young and the weather is hot. Just wear a bellyband. No new clothes are needed!"
"Smile...little girl..." Song Daji felt that these names were unfamiliar, and what was even more unfamiliar was Song Tuanyuan's attitude towards Wang Yulan.
Her mother actually bought clothes for her sister-in-law. In the past, it would have been good if she didn't kill Wang Yulan!
Song Daji sat on the carriage, rubbing the goose-yellow skirt of his clothes along the way, and the more he looked at it, the more joy he felt in his heart.
When she first arrived at the Gou family, she also had such a dream, but later, the dream became a nightmare, because she only dreamed of the ferocious faces of the Gou family father and son.
Keep this sweet dream a little longer...
Just when Song Tuanyuan's carriage left Qingshan Town, Ji Changan's carriage came towards him.
"Sir, the driver seems to be Song Fugui!" Dashan, the driver, saw Song Fugui and couldn't help but turn around and said to Ji Changan.
Ji Changan said quietly: "Let them pass!"
Dashan was stunned for a moment: "Young Master is so weak now and has a bad appetite. Why don't you ask Aunt Song to cook you some delicious food?"
Ji Changan paused and said quietly: "No need!"
Dashan was a little puzzled and wanted to ask a few more questions, but in the end he didn't ask.
This time the young master narrowly escaped death and seemed to have a more obscure attitude towards the Song family.
Ji Changan lifted the curtain and looked at the Song family carriage that was gradually receding, his eyes dark.