Chapter 21 Raising a child is not raising an enemy
"Okay!" Song Tuanyuan thought for a while. She wanted to keep some money in her hand. After two days of handing it over to Angelica, she would have almost collected it. As for Song Fu's gift of gold, maybe Master Chen wouldn't accept it.
Woolen cloth!
Although Song Fuchuan liked reading, he really had no talent, otherwise Song Xiucai would not have given up on him so easily!
Song Tuanyuan made a good plan and wrote an IOU to Ji Changan. He also specified that the money would be repaid according to the bank's interest, so as not to let the man take the opportunity to compound the interest and become a loan shark.
"You don't need interest!" Ji Changan said.
"Let's write it down so that everyone can feel at ease!" Song Tuanyuan pushed the IOU in front of Ji Changan and asked him to sign.
Ji Changan hesitated and signed his name.
Ji Changan's calligraphy is very beautiful, not the kind of dragons and phoenixes, but flowing clouds and flowing water, letting nature take its course.
Song Tuanyuan looked at that word and felt a little envious.
Her calligraphy is not pretty.
"What are you looking at?" Ji Changan couldn't help but ask when he saw that she kept staring at his words.
"It's okay, I just feel that someone who can write such a good calligraphy must have read a lot of books. Does Mr. Ji have any fame?" Song Tuanyuan raised his eyes and asked.
Ji Changan's eyes flickered for a moment, then he quickly regained his composure, and said calmly: "I have been studying for several years, and I have been elected for twenty-seven years!"
Juren Master? Song Tuanyuan felt even more uncomfortable when he thought about how he was hit and died tragically on his wedding day in Chang'an in the last century.
But now Ji Changan looks like he is in his mid-twenties, and ten years from now he will be almost forty before he gets married? Or does he take a concubine?
Song Tuanyuan wanted to ask, but was afraid of making Ji Changan feel weird, so he smiled and said, "Then I'll leave first, and I will pay you back the remaining money as soon as possible!"
The interest is accruing day by day, so it won’t work if you don’t pay it back soon!
Ji Changan nodded lightly and watched Song Tuanyuan leave.
After Song Tuanyuan left, Dashan came in. He glanced at Song Tuanyuan's back and whispered: "Sir, that tofu shop has been sealed, saying it was colluding with bandits! Do you know how the government knew about it? Someone asked the little beggar
I sent a snitch note, who do you think the person who wrote the note was?"
Seeing that Song Tuanyuan's back was gone, Ji Changan looked away from the outside and asked lightly: "Who?"
"That's Aunt Song!" Dashan couldn't help but say, "How do you think this woman knew that the tofu shop was colluding with the bandits? Did her son see it? Was it because of the grudge against the tofu shop that she reported the tofu shop?
If the shopkeeper of the tofu shop finds out, will he take revenge on the Song family if he comes out in the future?"
Ji Changan's eyes flickered and he said in a deep voice: "Da Shan, go tell the town government that even a small tofu shop dares to collude with bandits, let him deal with it severely!"
Dashan was stunned for a moment: "Sir, you never ask about local affairs, why..."
"Da Shan, you have too many problems recently!" Ji Changan's eyes turned dark.
Dashan hurriedly responded.
Ji Changan lowered his eyes and looked at the IOU in his hand. The words "Song Tuanyuan" were really ugly.
"What did you say? Master Chen is really going to take you in?" Song Tuanyuan looked at Song Fujian's excited eyes, and her heart sank.
Song Fuchuan was not a good scholar, so why did Mr. Chen agree?
"Yes, mother, guess who that Master Chen is, he is Master Chen who often visits the tofu shop. I knew there was a Master Chen in Jiu Academy before, but I didn't know that Master Chen likes tofu very much. I came to the tofu shop before.
When I was there, he saw me copying and practicing calligraphy on the ground and asked me
A few words. Master Chen said that although studying depends on 70% talent, it is also important to be serious and studious, so he accepted me!" Song Fuchuan was not very happy to see Song Tuanyuan, and couldn't help but feel a thump in his heart, and asked
: "Mom, you regret it again and don't want me to go?"
Song Tuanyuan sighed in her heart. If Ji Changan hadn't spoken so loudly, she would have sent Song Fuchuan to Jiu Academy. Now she only has 700 pieces of literature in hand, and she also needs to purchase various equipment and rice wine for making medicinal materials. How can there be enough for Song Fuchuan?
Went to school.
Song Fuchuan saw that Song Tuanyuan was silent, so he muttered in a low voice: "I knew you were playing tricks on me, and I'm naive too. It's easy to change people's nature, but it's hard to change it. How could you, mother, change!"
Song Tuanyuan frowned, raised her eyes, and saw Song Fuchuan biting his lip in anger and staring at him closely. She was very familiar with that look, and it was still that resentful.
Song Tuanyuan said displeasedly, "I let you study because you are my son. I don't want you to waste your youth. If I don't let you study, it's because I have difficulties. You shouldn't resent me. After all,
I have given birth to five children, how can I take care of them all?"
Song Tuanyuan did not want Song Fujian to resent her when encountering trivial matters. The first thing a person should learn is to be grateful.
Song Fuchuan asked with a sneer: "Then why are you always so considerate to your second brother?"
Song Fugui was stunned for a moment and said quickly: "Boy, what are you talking about? Your second brother is the hope of our family. He is the one who will make the Song family's ancestral graves smoke in the future. Can we compare with the second brother?"
Song Tuanyuan frowned and said in a deep voice: "I don't know if Song Fuxin can make the Song family's ancestral graves smoke with smoke. I just hope that I will not raise an enemy if I raise a son!"
Song Fujian was stunned for a moment, lowered his head and stopped talking.
Looking at Song Fu Chuan like this, Song Tuanyuan really doubted that in his previous life, was Song Fu Chuan going to save their family?
On the bullock cart going back, Song Tuanyuan actually fell asleep. She seemed to have returned to the day when she was beheaded in her previous life. This time she saw clearly. She saw Song Fuchuan standing up after knocking over Ji Changan's wedding sedan.
He kept watching coldly and did not step forward until all members of the Song family were beheaded!
Song Yuanyuan's voice suddenly woke him up.
"Mom, what's wrong with you? Do you have a nightmare?" Song Fugui stepped forward and asked quickly.
Song Tuanyuan wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth and raised his eyes to look at Song Fuchuan who was silent. Looking at him now, he felt a chill in his heart.
If her dream is true, then Song Fuchuan hated the original owner to death, and he didn't go to rob prisoners that day, but to watch the fun.
Song Tuanyuan originally wanted to take on the responsibility of the original owner happily. After all, he used the original owner's body. But now he thought that he had raised such a big child and could be so cruel. Then he thought about the second son Song Fuxin who saw her beaten and turned away that day. Song
Tuanyuan closed her eyes, filled with disappointment.
She is not the original owner, so why force herself?
If you are afraid that Song Fujin will be implicated, just change your name in the future!
"Mom, what's wrong with you? Why don't you speak?" Song Fugui asked worriedly.
"It's okay!" Song Tuanyuan waved her hands, lowered her head and said no more.
When he got home, Song didn't even eat the reunion dinner and just lay on the kang.
"Mother, what's wrong?" Wang Yulan asked Song Fugui in a low voice.
Song Fugui sighed: "I had a quarrel with the young man!"