Chapter 38 My Daughter is My Own (Part 8) A Guide to Pampering My Wife and Daughter...

Liang's parents and Liang Xiaobao watched helplessly as Song Ce saw Liang Qiulan off. Liang's father wanted to stop him, but Song Ce's words held their fate in his hands: "It seems you weren't so sincere after all."

Liang's father had no choice but to watch helplessly as Liang Qiulan left the courtyard.

Now only the four of them remained in the room. Liang's father was not as arrogant as he had been towards Liang Qiulan earlier: "Son-in-law, let's settle the accounts today. I've raised this girl all these years, so you have to pay me for the rice and flour. As for the bride price for Xiaobao's wedding, you, as his brother-in-law, have to pay. I've calculated it, and it's a total of 30,000!"

Song Ce took a sip of hot water slowly and said calmly, "When Lanlan was seven years old, she had a fever and borrowed 50 cents from the clinic. You refused to give it to her no matter what, and even said that she should die outside. Later, she had no choice but to clean the clinic for a month to pay off the debt."

"That girl actually told you this?" Liang's mother asked in surprise.

Song Ce continued, "When Lanlan was fourteen, you took twenty yuan from a blind bachelor in the village and forced Lanlan to drop out of school, intending to marry her off to that blind man."

"You... how do you even know this?" Liang's mother remembered that when Liang Qiulan got married, she knelt on the ground and swore that she would never say a word to her husband's family before she was allowed to marry into the family.

"Stop bringing up old grievances! All this nonsense is just a way to avoid paying!" Mr. Liang slammed his hand on the table and roared.

Song Ce smiled faintly, then suddenly pulled a thin piece of paper from his pocket. It was a handwritten receipt: "Received 100 yuan from Song Ce for rice and flour to support Liang Qiulan on XX/XX/XXX year." The receipt had the thumbprints of Liang's father and mother pressed in the middle.

“You asked for the money for Lanlan’s rice and flour last year,” Song Ce repeated in a good-natured manner.

“Okay, the retirement agreement clearly states in black and white that we’ll get twenty yuan a month! My husband and I can live for at least another sixty or seventy years! So you have to give us at least twenty thousand yuan!”

“Liang Xiaobao.” Song Ce looked at the smug and greedy young man. “Your so-called girlfriend is from Jincheng. You got her pregnant and wanted to marry her, but that’s just your side of the story. In reality, you used dirty means to force her, didn’t you? I don’t think your parents know about this. And that 20,000 yuan wasn’t a dowry. It’s compensation for her emotional distress. Am I right?”

Liang Xiaobao's previously confident expression froze instantly. He suddenly raised his voice: "Brother-in-law, what nonsense are you talking about? We're family, how could you think so badly of me? Are you trying to get me killed?"

Song Ce waved his hand, interrupting him, and sneered, "Alright, you know in your heart whether you did it or not. I'm very unhappy that you bullied Lanlan right under my nose today, so I won't give you a single penny. Sue me? Sue me if you want, I'm ready."

Upon hearing this, Mr. Liang flew into a rage: "Aren't you afraid that brat will leave you? I'm her biological father, and she has to listen to what I say! I've already asked the educated people in the village, and that brat has that... you know, a responsibility to support us in our old age! It's all written down in black and white, so you have to pay it whether you want to or not!"

Song Ce smiled faintly: "Retire in peace? Sure!"

Before the Liang family's smug smiles could last long, Song Ce continued, "Come back to me when you're sixty years old and I'll talk about how I'll take care of you in your old age!"

"What do you mean? What do you mean by 'after sixty'? You don't want to pay now?" Liang's father roared.

“It is true that China stipulates that children must support their parents in their old age. Lanlan and I are husband and wife, so naturally I must also shoulder this responsibility for her. However, the law clearly states that you can only ask me for this money after you turn sixty. If I don’t give it to you, then you can sue me,” Song Ce said with a smile.

“Her mother and I worked so hard to give birth to her and raise her. As her husband, it’s only right that you support us in our old age now that you have money. What’s with all this talk about sixty or not?” Mr. Liang said angrily.

“Didn’t you ask the educated people in the village? You can go and ask them again. Someone will be coming to my house later, you guys…” Song Ce smiled faintly, deliberately pausing halfway through his sentence.

“Son-in-law, we didn’t even ask you for this big car, and you’re asking for tens of thousands of yuan? You, as a brother-in-law, have just made your fortune, and you’re not even willing to give this little bit to your wife’s family?! You can’t value money so much!” Mother Liang wailed.

"Hmph! You want to kick us out without giving us a single penny? No way!" Liang Xiaobao shouted. "It's good that someone's here! Let them all see what kind of person you, Boss Song, are! Anyway, you don't care about your reputation, and we won't cover for you! Then the whole village will know what kind of person you, Song Ce, are! You can't even spare a few tens of thousands of yuan for your parents-in-law to spend. If you push us too far, we'll go to your company and make a scene, and see how you make money then!"

Just as the Liang family members were taking turns trying to knock on Song Ce's door, someone knocked on it.

Seeing this, Song Ce stood up and said with a smile, "Someone from my family has come. Now you can't leave even if you want to."

Liang Xiaobao, who had committed a crime, felt a chill run down his spine upon hearing this. He grabbed his coat haphazardly and tried to rush out, only to be caught red-handed by the police waiting at the gate.

Mr. Liang had never seen anything like this before; he only dared to show off his power at home. But when Mr. and Mrs. Liang saw the stern-faced police officers, their legs involuntarily went weak.

Liang Xiaobao was a coward. The police had only given him a brief opening, but he spilled the beans, telling the whole story of how he forced the girl.

By this time, some villagers had already come out for a stroll, and seeing this scene, they gathered around in twos and threes.

The police officers hadn't expected the trip to go so smoothly. The suspect confessed everything himself, and after Liang Xiaobao had nothing more to say, one of the officers pulled out shiny handcuffs and cuffed Liang Xiaobao.

The appearance of the handcuffs terrified Mr. and Mrs. Liang. Mrs. Liang was able to go up and cry a few words, but Mr. Liang cowered in the shadows of the door like a quail, afraid that he would be implicated by his son and arrested as well.

"Son, son! Arrest me, don't arrest my son!" Liang's mother cried as she grabbed the policeman's hand. The policeman who was handcuffing Liang Xiaobao said sternly, "Let go! If you obstruct official business again, we'll take you back with us!"

Upon hearing this, Liang's mother was so frightened that she quickly took a few steps back. As she watched Liang Xiaobao being dragged into the police car with a pale face, she cried out, "My Xiaobao! My son!"

As if suddenly snapping out of his daze, Mr. Liang shouted in a trembling voice, "Xiao Bao, don't talk nonsense! Don't do things you haven't done..."

Before he could finish speaking, Song Ce stepped forward with a smile and pulled out a Suno brand tape recorder from his pocket: "Officer, I have a recording here, about the person involved. I don't know if it will be useful." He then pressed the play button.

Liang Xiaobao's shrill voice suddenly came from the tape recorder: "So what if I did it? If you don't give me the money, I'll expose the fact that my sister almost became the old blind man's wife back then, and see how your family can face people in the village! Not a penny less than 30,000 yuan! Otherwise, if you push me too far, I'll burn down your two dilapidated houses!"

Both the police officers who arrived at the scene and the surrounding villagers were stunned by Liang Xiaobao's ugly face: "Fine, you still dare to commit violence and extort money! Just wait to go in for reformation!"

Seeing that his future support had been easily handed over to the police by Song Ce, Liang's father finally realized that his son-in-law was not someone to be trifled with, but rather a vicious snake!

After the police car left the village, Song Ce turned to Liang's parents and said, "If you behave well from now on, you will receive every penny you are owed after you turn sixty. But if you continue to cause trouble, then..." Song Ce paused, then suddenly smiled brightly, "Maybe I can reunite with Liang Xiaobao sooner?"

Reunion? What kind of reunion? Does it mean they'll reunite in jail together? At this point, the couple forgot all about their tantrums and were so frightened that they didn't even dare to go inside to get their hats, and ran straight home.

When Song Xiaojie, who had come out with the villagers to watch the commotion, saw the police at Song Ce's door, he immediately hid behind a wall in fright. Listening to the villagers discussing the matter in small groups, Song Xiaojie, who had originally hoped to swindle some money from Song Ce, suddenly felt a chill run down his spine.

Song Ce usually seems so honest and reliable, but I never expected him to be so bold and ruthless. He didn't give his parents-in-law any face at all, and directly called the police to arrest his brother-in-law and even provided evidence. With just this one move, that kid might get a few more years in prison... I'd better not provoke this devil.

Song Xiaojie was trying to slip away early while there were many people around, but unexpectedly Song Ce saw him and waved to him with a smile.

For no apparent reason, Song Xiaojie felt a tightness in his chest.

In fact, Song Xiaojie not only swindled money from the original owner of this body, but from many families in the entire village. However, the original owner's sum was the largest, and the reason given was the most plausible. Furthermore, considering that Song Xiaojie had ruined the original owner's family, the villagers who had been swindled felt a strange sense of balance when they compared their situation to that of the original owner's family.

Song Xiaojie's scam began on the third day after the Lunar New Year.

On the third day of the Lunar New Year, according to local custom, the elders of the Song family were to host a banquet for the younger generation, hoping that the Song family members living away from home would maintain close contact and support each other. During the banquet, Song Xiaojie was very generous, giving each member of the Song family of the same generation a box of so-called imported cell-activating pills. The boxes were printed with foreign languages, and he quickly stirred up the Song family relatives' enthusiasm for buying them by showing them imported "medical reports" and offering samples on the spot.

Not only that, Song Xiaojie also boasted that this imported cell-activating pill could not only cure all diseases, but also prolong life. He claimed that this pill was extremely difficult to buy throughout China, but he had insider channels and preferential prices, and that it would be very easy to resell it for a profit... Under Song Xiaojie's instigation and deception, everyone started thinking about buying a few boxes to try or resell for a little money.

During the period from the third to the eighth day of the Lunar New Year, Song's relatives took the initiative to pay Song Xiaojie to purchase these imported cell-activating pills at an internal price. Some Song family members couldn't keep their mouths shut and let it slip. When the villagers heard about this good thing, they all came to Song Xiaojie's house to get close to him, saying they wanted to buy some for their elderly relatives to take.

Seeing how enthusiastic so many people were about this imported cell-activating pill, Song Xiaojie accepted all offers without hesitation, confidently promising to buy it at the lowest possible price and not make a single penny off the villagers…

Since Song Xiaojie was someone the villagers had watched grow up, and his parents also lived in the village, the villagers naturally trusted him implicitly.

Thinking of this, Song Ce gently shook Song Rou, who was about to fall asleep in his arms, and softly hummed a nursery rhyme.

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