No matter how slow the bullock cart is, it cannot be beaten by two legs.
As soon as the bullock cart stopped at the entrance of the village, Song Qingyun ran home with his robe in hand. Brother Du's indifferent attitude towards him in the past few days made him very angry. If he didn't go out with this tone, he would never leave again.
I no longer have the time to concentrate on my studies.
It was ten o'clock in the afternoon, and Song Zhou was the only one in the old Song family who was busy in the kitchen. Song Qingyun searched for a long time before he found her in the kitchen.
"Mom, why are you cooking?" Song Qingyun was very surprised.
In the past, all these things were done by that silly girl’s mother. What’s going on now?
"What about the idiot lady? Have they rebelled? Let you, the mother-in-law, cook in the kitchen."
When Mrs. Song Zhou heard her youngest son's voice, she immediately put away the bitterness on her face, and quickly wiped her hands on herself, "Lao Liu, why are you back today? Book school Mu Xiu?"
Song Qingyun looked at Mrs. Song Zhou who had dirty hands, and stepped back calmly, "I took a day off from my wife, and I have something to do when I come back. Mom, where are the silly girl and Song He?"
Speaking of these two people, Song Qingyun's face became very ugly.
Mrs. Song Zhou's smile suddenly froze on her face. Looking at her youngest son, she suddenly felt extremely aggrieved.
"Sixth, you don't know how that beast Song Dashan bullied us when you were not at home. He wanted to separate the family because of that silly girl, but your father didn't let him and even asked him to leave the clan.
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Mrs. Song Zhou told Song Qingyun with tears and snot in her nose. At the end, she did not forget to tell Song Qingyun fiercely, "Old Six, when you become a master of juren and an official, you will have to vent your anger on your mother.
, how could I have given birth to such a beast!"
Song Qingyun frowned after listening, with a terrifyingly gloomy face, "Mom, don't worry, when I win the election next year, I will take care of them."
"Isn't that stupid girl stupid?" Song Qingyun recalled the way he saw Song Chen and Song He in the town before.
"She's not stupid. I don't know what kind of bad luck she got. She was bitten by a venomous snake and survived, but she's not stupid anymore!" Speaking of this Song Zhou family, she wanted to kill someone.
Originally, her old man planned to wait until the fool died and let Song Dashan and the others beg to return to Lao Song's house, so that all the work in the field and at home would be done.
Who knew that the dead girl not only survived, but also became a normal person!
How could Song Qingyun have imagined that so many things had happened during this period? Why didn't they tell them in town at that time? How could he lose such a big face in front of Brother Du?
Song Qingyun rolled his eyes, "You said you didn't give them a grain of food when the family was separated. Why did I see Song Chen and Song He buying buns at a bun shop in the town a few days ago?"
"What! Buy steamed buns!" Mrs. Song Zhou's voice suddenly rose when she heard this.
I was thinking quickly in my mind, could it be that Song Dashan and the others secretly hid the money when they were at Lao Song's house and didn't hand it over? Otherwise, why didn't they starve to death after so long, and they still had money to buy steamed buns?
The more Song Zhou thought about it, the more she felt that it was Song Dashan and the others who hid the money and did not give it all to her. The thought of the money that originally belonged to her being spent by Song Dashan and the others made her feel as uncomfortable as being scratched by a cat's paw.
"Lao Liu, you just came back. Take a rest at home. Mom will be back soon."
After saying this, Mrs. Song Zhou rushed out of the house.
Song Qingyun looked at Song Zhou's back with a sinister smile on his face.
Without asking, he knew that his mother was looking for Song Dashan. He knew his mother very well.
When Song Zhou came to the broken house where Song Dashan and the others lived, Song Chen and Song He were still on the road. Because it had just rained last night, Song Dashan did not go up the mountain today.
"Song Dashan, you beast, come out here!"
Mrs. Song Zhou was cursing all the way and attracted a lot of people. Song Dashan was practicing basket weaving at home. When he heard Mrs. Song Zhou's voice, he put down what he was doing and walked out.
"If I had known you were such a beast, I should have thrown you into a manure pit after you were born."
The onlookers sighed for a while. Even if they were not a family, they were still connected by blood. What kind of person could say such a thing!
Song Dashan stood at the door, glaring at Song Zhou with a dark face, "Don't say it was not the beginning, now we have nothing to do with each other, don't come to my place and howl again!"
Song Dashan's words did not leave any sympathy for the Song Zhou family. Song Zhou family couldn't keep it off her face and rushed towards Song Dashan with all her teeth and claws.
In the past, Song Dashan would have stopped hiding and let her scratch her, but it was different now. They had separated. As soon as Song Dashan turned sideways, Song Zhoushi jumped into the air and hit the firewood pusher beside him.
A big bump came out of his head, and blood oozed out.
Mrs. Song Zhou's old face twisted in pain, "You deserve to be struck by lightning, why doesn't God accept you quickly?"
"When God accepts me, that's God's business. You don't have to worry about it. Just leave quickly and don't make trouble with me!" Song Dashan didn't want to say more to her and just drove her away.
Mrs. Song Zhou rubbed the bag on her head, her triangular eyes gleaming fiercely, "You can let me go. Call me out for the money you stole from me, or I will report it to the official!"
"Stealing your money? What are you doing!" Song Dashan's heart suddenly skipped a beat when he heard that Song Zhou was here for the money.
Could it be that the people in the village knew about the money they made?
His reaction seemed guilty in the eyes of Mrs. Song Zhou, who became even more enthusiastic, "How could you have buns and steamed buns to eat if you didn't steal my money? Everyone in the village knows that you left our old Song family for nothing.
We don’t even get any food.”
After Mrs. Song Zhou finished speaking, she turned around and looked at a circle of onlookers, trying to get confirmation from their eyes.
As a result, she was greatly disappointed, and no one responded to her.
None of the onlookers believed what she said about the steamed buns. They all knew what kind of life Song Dashan and the others were living now. There was not a grain of food in the house, there were no pots and pans, and there was only a broken pot stand.
On the stone stove.
The broken pot was also sent by the villagers. Who would be willing to live like this if they had money on hand?
"Everyone in the village knows that when I left your old Song family, I, Song Dashan, was just four people and didn't get a grain of food. This is what I got from working as a cow and horse in your old Song family for so many years. What do you want me to do?"
We have forced you to do this, and now you want to accuse us of stealing your money. Do you want us to die to be happy?"
Song Dashan's questioning word by word made the villagers who were watching feel a little sad in their hearts. Although the people in the village were not rich, they had suffered so much that Song Dashan and the others would never be like this again.
The people in the old Song family are really nothing!