Chapter 222 A dog’s mouth cannot spit out ivory

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Qian Qiyue watched from a distance as the Song family disappeared. She turned her head and pointed at the pale, thin and small Song Ru next to her.

"You are stupid, why did you give money to Song Tan?!"

She poked Song Ru's forehead, and when she saw that the little girl was unsteady and almost leaning over, she quickly retracted her hand, but still stared at Tang Ning unhappily.

"The same goes for you. Then there is no good person in the Song family. Aru has been treated harshly by Song Tan for many years. Look at her thin arms and legs. She is lucky to survive."

"What the Song family gave to Aru is not worth as much as four hundred taels of silver. You actually agreed to let her give Song Tan the silver. Your brain is soaked with water?!"

Tang Ning said: "He is Aru's father after all."

"Bah!" Qian Qiyue rolled her eyes: "What kind of father is he?"

Song Ru has such thin arms and legs, and looks like she is starving and malnourished. Even her girls are better raised than her. Whose father looks like this?

Her father can beat him to death!

Tang Ning laughed out loud at her glare: "Okay, I know he's not good, but I don't have much money, so I just bought the divorce letter and resolved the relationship between Aru and him. No one else can say that in the future. Aru said nothing."

When Qian Qiyue heard this, she still felt that giving the money to the Song family was an advantage. The Song family was all unlucky and deserved to live in misery.

With four hundred taels of silver, there is nothing wrong with buying it. Even if you buy it into rouge, you can smear their faces back and forth a thousand and eight hundred times. Why should you give it to the Song family?

Qian Qiyue kept mumbling and almost held Song Ru in her ears to lecture her.

Song Ru glanced at Tang Ning with some embarrassment. Tang Ning chuckled lightly, picked a random topic, and asked about the scriptures she copied, which diverted Qian Qiyue's attention.

"Sister Ah Yue, have you finished copying your scriptures?"

"How about you don't open the pot and pick up the pot?" Qian Qiyue said with a sad face: "If I hadn't pestered my mother for a long time and begged my father for mercy, I wouldn't be able to get out today."

She lay on the table dejectedly and cried:

"I don't know where those monks are so free. They wrote so many words in this sutra and that sutra, my hands almost broke when I copied them."

Qian Qiyue pouted,

"And my second brother is so bad. I secretly asked someone to copy it for me, but he actually complained to my mother and made me copy it ten more times..."

Fifty times would kill her, ten more...

Woohoo.

Forget it she's dead!

Qian Qiyue was not a thoughtful person to begin with. After being diverted, she began to complain about copying scriptures, and also complained that her three brothers in the house were "adding insult to injury".

Tang Ning and Song Ru were dumbfounded by what she said. When their eyes met occasionally, they would look away tacitly, and no one mentioned Song Tan's matter again.



Qian Qiyue's great work of copying scriptures was not over yet, and she reluctantly returned home not long after she stayed. Before leaving, she repeatedly told Tang Ning to "rescue" her from the sea of ​​misery, and to go and play with her when she had time.

After sending Qian Qiyue away, the smile on Tang Ning's face lingered for a long time.

Song Ru whispered: "Sister Ah Yue has such a good temper."

Wanton and public, like the warm sun in midsummer, even if you just stay by her side, you will be shrouded in the fresh and warm sunshine. It seems that listening to her laughter and talking to her can dispel the haze around you, making people feel involuntarily. Get better with it.

Tang Ning smiled and said "Yeah": "If you like her, move around more in the future. She wishes she had someone to play with her every day."

No one loves fun more than Qian Qiyue.

After she finished speaking, she smiled and said to Song Ru: "You are not fully recovered yet, we should go back."

Song Ru obediently said: "Okay."

The two sisters were in a very good mood when they left the box. Tang Ning folded the divorce letter and handed it to Song Ru. When he was about to speak, he saw Song Ru holding something in her hand and her face suddenly froze.

She frowned and looked up, and saw Song Jinxiu standing not far away.

Song Tangning only glanced at him, then pulled Song Ru and said, "Let's go."

Song Ru whispered "Hmm" and lowered her head as she followed Tang Ning out, but the two of them were blocked by Song Jinxiu.

Hua Wu immediately stood in front of the two of them: "What do you want to do?!"

She stared at Song Jinxiu warily, and Xichun also quickly stepped forward to block Tang Ning and the others behind her, with a look on her guard.

It wasn't long ago that the bastard named Lu hurt the girl last time. Will this bitch named Song come again? !

Song Jinxiu was stared at eagerly by the two men and could only stop his attack. He looked past Hua Wu and the others: "Tang Ning, I have something to tell you."

Tang Ning said quietly: "I have nothing to say to you."

Song Jinxiu pursed his lips tightly. Even if he had known that the little girl in front of him would not regard him as his brother, such an indifferent look still made his heart hurt.

"I'm just saying a few words, I won't hurt you." He wanted to tell her not to be so defensive about him.

When Tang Ning heard this, she still looked at him coldly: "Master Song is used to saying nothing good."

A dog's mouth cannot spit out ivory.

Song Jinxiu's face turned pale when he heard her taunting: "I just want to ask you, Third Uncle and the others have fallen into such a situation and will never appear in front of you from now on. Why do you still want to kill them all?"

Tang Ning looked indifferent: "I don't know what you are talking about. Mr. Song asked people to give money, and I also asked people to give money. If you want to kill them all, Mr. Song, don't frame it randomly."

"Do you really not know? If you really just gave the money, you could have given it privately. Why did you put the money in the hands of the third uncle in such a high-profile manner? You clearly made him a target and aroused the greed of those people. , at least the four hundred taels of silver will fall into the hands of others, or at worst, it will kill the third uncle..."

Yinquan seemed to have left, but in fact he saw Xichun giving out the money, and Song Jinxiu mingled in the crowd and heard Xichun's words with his own ears.

She was clearly implying that the officials and the Song family had no one to protect them. Under such circumstances, Song Tan, who had a "huge sum of money", became the target of public criticism.

Song Jinxiu knew that Song Tangning was now sharp and would never admit it. He could only look at Song Ru who was standing aside: "Aru, third uncle is your father after all, why do you need to put him to death?"

Song Ru's lips were a little pale, and the timidity she had accumulated over the years in Song Guogong's mansion was not easy to fade away.

Next to her, Song Tangning felt how cold Song Ru's palms were. When she saw that Song Jinxiu actually picked a soft persimmon and pinched it, she immediately turned cold. She was full of disgust and was about to speak. Unexpectedly, Song Ru, who was originally scared, suddenly spoke.

"Brother, do you know how old I am this year?"

Song Ru's face was very pale, but she stood in front of Tang Ning: "Do you know when I was born, and do you know where I live in the house?"

She breathed very softly, and because of her frail body, her voice was not loud when she spoke.

Seeing Song Jinxiu looking at her silently, she said softly: "I have lived in the mansion for fourteen years, and I can count the number of times I have spoken to my brother on one hand."

"Brother always said that you loved Song Shulan because you didn't know her identity, you pitied her origins, and you wanted a bowl of water to bring peace to the sisters in the mansion. But if you can really bring peace to the world, why did you do it while I was in the mansion for fourteen years? Never asked me a question."

Song Ru's face is small, her eyes are getting bigger and bigger, and her body is so thin that she doesn't look like a fourteen-year-old girl.

"I asked my sister to give me the money, and I asked my sister Xichun to say those words. Since my brother has never cared about me, why should he care about how I behave now?"