Oh, there are such arrogant people in this small place?
Could it be that this is the county magistrate's son?
The beautifully decorated carriage suddenly stopped in front of them because the cart dragged by the police blocked the carriage's way.
Liang Yuanque faced the carriage and took a mouthful of dust.
"Hey, move your car away and treat me as my boss!"
The coachman had no intention of getting out of the car, and commanded with a arrogant whip.
Looking closer, Liang Yuanque felt that this might not be just a rickshaw driver.
This is a young man. The clothes he wears are of good quality, and the top collar button of his shirt is inlaid with sparkling gems.
Although the quality is not that good, judging from the craftsmanship, it should be imported.
"Master Tong, have you forgotten that carriages are not allowed to drive quickly in the city?"
The two police officers were obviously annoyed with him, but they had to deal with it nicely.
"Ah, bah," the young man known as Master Tong glanced at them with disdain.
"Your rules are of no use to me, get out of my way!"
As he said that, he saw Liang Yuanque, who was following the policeman, and there was a glimmer of light in his eyes.
"Hey, whose little girl is this? She looks so pretty, she's not a local, right?"
Liang Yuanque was speechless, thinking that he might be sick?
If you are so rich, why don't you wear a whole pair of glasses?
At this time, Lao Wang in the room heard the noise and came out to greet him. When he saw it was Master Tong, he tried his best to smile.
"Hey, Master Tong, isn't it? It's such a coincidence, what are you doing?"
Master Tong ignored him at all, put the riding whip in his hand, pointed at Liang Yuanque and said,
"Old Wang, is this your girl?"
Then I thought again, "That's not right. Aren't all the girls in your family married?"
Lao Wang smiled awkwardly, "Oh, Master Tong, are you joking? How can this be my girl? She was invited by Mr. Song's uncle Huang, a Feng Shui master."
Master Tong became even more interested when he heard this.
"Hey, is there such a refreshing Feng Shui master? Master, do you want to come and sit at my place tonight?"
Liang Yuanque gave him a blank look.
What Lao Wang said just now almost said that Liang Yuanque was a man, but this idiot didn't really understand it.
The curtain of the carriage carriage was opened, and a well-dressed young woman peeked out from inside.
"Tong Lai, what are you doing?"
As soon as the young woman showed her head, Master Tong immediately became honest and his expression became serious. He pointed at Liang Yuanque again,
"Sister, this is the Feng Shui master invited by Uncle Huang."
"Hey," the young woman glanced at Liang Yuanque, "at first glance, he is a charlatan."
After saying that, she glared at Master Tong again, "Okay, let's go quickly, don't waste time!"
Master Tong also glared at the policemen, "Did you hear me? Get out of the way quickly. My sister has something important. Is this how you treat the old director's widow?"
Um? Liang Yuanque narrowed his eyes, the director's widow, these two really have some background.
He used this name, and the two policemen had no choice but to move the cart away from the roadside, and watched him walk away, stirring up dust again.
"Hey, here's a prostitute." One of the policemen took a sip in the direction they were leaving.
"What's going on?" Liang Yuanque asked Lao Wang, "Who is this?"
"The old director's widow, didn't you listen to that damn boy just now?" Lao Wang spread his hands.
It can be seen from the attitudes of these people that they are polite and polite to Master Tong and the so-called widow, but in fact they are scornful of them.
Lao Wang looked at the direction in which they were leaving and muttered to himself,
"They shouldn't be going to the Song family, right?"
Liang Yuanque became even more curious when he heard that it was related to the Song family.
"Uncle Wang, please tell me who is this person."
The two policemen hurried back to recover their lives. They said hello casually and took the body away.
Liang Yuanque called Zhuang Youjie out and asked Lao Wang to take them to the doctor's place to meet the grandson of Mrs. Fang's family, and on the way to tell them who Master Tong was.
"Oh, that kid is not a local. His father's generation fled here. It's not even three generations ago, but his mother has forgotten how miserable he was back then!"
Lao Wang mentioned him with a look of ridicule on his face.
This young master Tong's name is Tong Lai, and no one remembers his sister's name.
When their family of four fled to Xiaoyu Town, their father starved to death.
The old man of the Song family was still alive at that time. He took pity on their orphans and widowed mothers, so he asked their mother to work in the Song family.
Many years have passed, and the poor woman back then is now the housekeeper of the Song family. She is so arrogant and powerful that it is impossible to see what she used to be like before.
Liang Yuanque raised his eyebrows. It turned out that their siblings' mother was the housekeeper of the Song family.
That talkative old woman is really just as annoying as her children.
Of course, the reason why the Tong family is so crazy cannot be because his old mother works as a housekeeper for the Song family.
The eldest girl of the Tong family married the then police chief as a concubine when she was a teenager. Later, the chief died, and the eldest wife was also tortured to death by her. The Tong family relied on the chief's fortune to make a fortune.
Later, the widowed girl Tong suddenly gave birth to a son.
Although it is claimed that this is the posthumous child of the old director, the outside world is still talking about her.
But she didn't mind at all. As the chief's widow, few people dared to mess with her.
Regarding her son's life experience, the most widely rumored theory is that he is Master Song's son.
After all, her mother worked in the Song family. For a period of time after she lost her husband, she used to visit her mother and went to the Song family every three days, and even often stayed overnight.
However, the Song family had rules and could not take concubines. Mr. Song had already married Sister Huang at that time and could not marry her again. They could only maintain an unclear relationship.
At this point, Lao Wang laughed and said,
"Look at her attitude. Now that Mrs. Song is gone, she is rushing to become the new Mrs. Song!"
"Isn't the widow of a governor much better than the wife of a small town squire? Why does she have to go after the Song family?"
Liang Yuanque didn't understand.
"Oh, you see, she looks glamorous on the surface, but in fact she only has a name."
Lao Wang continued,
"The director's original wife is gone, but she still has her natal family. Her natal family transferred all the property away from her at that time, leaving this concubine with only a name."
"If she doesn't catch up with the Song family, then their whole family will have to go drink the northwest wind. After all, except Mr. Song, who would want her broken shoe?"
Master Song probably didn't like her very much, but the Song family was eager to have a son, so she gave birth to a precious son who could pass on the incense to Master Song. Naturally, he was a great contributor to the Song family.
However, a dark thought came to Liang Yuanque's heart. Is the son born to Miss Tong really the son of Mr. Song?
