When Tang Ning faced Song Jinxiu, her words were particularly heart-wrenching.
"Also, Aru and I are no longer members of the Song family. When I go to move my parents' graves in a few days, we will be expelled from the Song family. From now on, we will have nothing to do with Mr. Song. Mr. Song Just don't act like a brother to disgust us."
After Tangning finished speaking, he pulled Song Ru and walked around.
Hua Wu also sighed, cursed "hypocrite", grabbed Xichun, gave Song Jinxiu a hard look, and quickly followed Tang Ning and the others away.
"Tang Ning..."
"Master Song, respect yourself!"
Hang Li stepped forward covered with frost and put his hand on Song Jinxiu's shoulder: "If you bother me and Mrs. Ru again, don't blame me for being rude to you."
He pushed hard with a warning, and Song Jinxiu staggered back two steps.
Hang Li snorted coldly before turning and leaving.
Song Jinxiu stood there, his face frighteningly pale.
"Mr. Lang..." Yinquan stepped forward cautiously: "Don't listen to Sanniangzi. In the past, Third Master did all those things in private. You don't even know about Sanniangzi's biological mother. Besides, you are a junior, the third wife How do you take care of things?"
When Song Jinxiu heard this, he lowered his eyes and remained silent.
No, he knew it was not like what Yinquan said at all.
He couldn't control the affairs of the third wife, but if he had asked more, Song Ru would not have been so miserable. He claimed to be fair, and he always treated his brothers and sisters in the house the same, but he was actually selfish and biased in his heart. , and he was never as good as he thought.
Tang Ning blamed him.
Aru also blamed him.
He seemed to have done nothing, and yet he seemed to have done all sorts of evil things.
The location of this box was not considered hidden in the first place. It attracted attention when a few people were arguing just now. It was only because Song Tangning and the others were dressed richly and the three of them spoke without much conflict that no one came over.
At this moment, seeing Song Jinxiu standing here, someone was already looking this way.
Yinquan turned sideways to block the eyes of those people and whispered: "Lang Jun, Third Master and the others have left. Let's go back."
There are many people around, if he recognizes Mr. Lang... I don't know how much gossip will be added.
Song Jinxiu noticed that he was worried, looked at the person who poked his head not far away, and pursed his lips with a white face.
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After Tang Ning took Song Ru back to the carriage, she kept a cold face. She just felt that Song Jinxiu was a little haunted.
Ever since the Song family was convicted, her brother said that keeping Song Jinxiu was still useful, so she ignored him and never caused trouble for Song Jinxiu again. However, this man kept coming to her door again and again, regardless of the reason. With that hypocritical face on his face, he repeatedly preached based on his former status as brother and sister.
Seeing that she was sharp and hard to convince, he actually decided to target Song Ru.
Tang Ning thought about what Song Ru had just said about Song Tan, and was forced to "relive" the pain again. The more she thought about it, the angrier she became, and the more disgusted she became with Song Jinxiu.
"Tomorrow we will go to the Song family." Tang Ning said coldly: "Move the grave and remove the family name!"
Since Song Jinxiu doesn’t want peace, then no one wants peace!
Song Ru's face turned a little pale. Her injuries were not fully healed. Her words to Song Jinxiu just now used up her greatest courage in more than ten years. She looked at Tang Ning who was full of anger with some uneasiness: "I won't do it today." I should have asked my sister to accompany me..."
"What nonsense are you talking about?"
Tang Ning frowned at her, and when he saw that she was uneasy, he softened his tone, took Song Ru's hand and said, "I'm angry with Song Jinxiu, not you!"
"He himself has never been a saint, but he uses the rules of a saint to demand others. He has tried his best to climb up, but he always wants to use the air of being untainted by the secular world."
"You don't need to pay attention to what he just said. Repaying evil with kindness is what saints do. We don't take the initiative to harm others, and we don't do harm to others, but there is nothing wrong with treating those who hurt us, no matter how cruel we are."
She doesn't want to be that saint!
Whoever loves to do it will do it!
Song Ru listened to Tang Ning's words and felt the warmth in her hands. After the uneasiness in her heart was gradually soothed, her eyelashes trembled and she whispered: "Sister, I want to see my grandma. "
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Song Ru's biological mother's surname is Xue. She is beautiful and has a good singing voice.
After she died that year, she was thrown outside the city with a roll of straw mat by Sanfang. Later, a prostitute who lived with her in Yanliu Lane helped collect her body and buried her in a quiet forest outside the city.
There are many wild flowers planted around the small tomb, which are colorful and beautiful.
A woman with her hair pulled up and wrapped in a cloth squatted on the ground pulling grass and said to Song Ru: "Your mother loved flowers and plants when she was alive. The peonies and peonies where she lived always bloomed better than Others’ residences are more lively.”
"At that time, I felt that she was a boring person. She was so poor that she had fallen into prostitution. People were thinking about how to seduce a high-ranking person to redeem themselves, but she had nothing to do and pestered the gardener in the building to learn how to grow flowers, and even followed him. Learn how to make rouge and gouache, and say that when you save enough money to redeem your life, you will open a shop specializing in selling flowers and rouge."
She babbled and said while weeding: "Although we people have a bad reputation, we have never enjoyed any of the good things we should enjoy. She is the only one who is reluctant to spend a penny on the pile of shabby money, but in the end it is cheap." I, I redeemed myself, but she ended up like this..."
The woman's voice dropped as she spoke.
Song Ru squatted aside and looked at the clean tombstone, and whispered: "Aunt Rui, my mother's revenge has been avenged, the Song family is gone, and Song Tan will not have a good ending."
When the woman heard this, she immediately said: "You deserve it, that jackal in the house deserves to die!"
Song Ru looked at her: "I live with my sister now. I don't have to be afraid of anyone. Aunt Rui, come with me. I will take care of you in your old age."
The woman shook off the grass in her hand and sneered: "Why should I go with you? I'm not old enough to have to be taken care of by you. Besides, I just found a boyfriend a few days ago. His family is well-off." Well, I still have two sons at home, and I can be a ready-made mother when I come over, so why are you doing this with a little girl like you?"
When she put down her hand, she revealed her beautiful face, with phoenix eyes and red lips, and delicate skin. Although she was in her thirties, she could still tell that she was beautiful when she was young.
Unlike an ordinary peasant woman, her face was particularly attractive. She turned to look at the little girl in fine clothes standing in the distance. She said: "You have suffered for ten years and finally met someone who loves you. Take care of yourself." Live your own life and don’t think about me.”
Song Ru heard this and said anxiously: "Aunt Rui, I told my sister about you, and she also promised to let me take you back..."
"Don't talk nonsense!"
The woman frowned and scolded: "Your sister is a good person. She loves you so she is willing to fulfill your wishes, but you must not be ignorant of propriety. People of my background cannot be clean in this life. I If I go to your sister's house, will I be the current person, or will I be raised as your elder?"
"I……"
Before Song Ru spoke, she said: "I have been serving others for half my life. I am not happy with the current people. But if you are an elder, what will outsiders think of your sister, and what will they think of you? You two have something to do with each other. Is he an elder who came from a brothel?"
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