"Sixth Brother, Mom is a nostalgic person. She wants to live in the same house as she did before."

Song Laoliu didn't say anything.

Old Mrs. Song continued:

"You grew up here, have you forgotten what home is like?"

Song Laoliu's expression paused.

"Mom, it's been so long."

The implication is that he has forgotten everything.

"Well, child, let's repair the house ourselves. You can let these friends of yours go back."

Song Laoliu frowned slightly.

His eyes were fixed on Song Rushuang.

Perhaps he wanted to know what Old Lady Song was thinking, which is why he said such a thing.

He stared at Old Lady Song for a while with deep eyes, then slowly shook his head:

"Mom, you should know what it means to invite a god in easily but send him away with difficulty."

Song Rushuang, who was standing by, did not intervene in the conversation between mother and son at all.

The next second, before Song Laoliu could say anything, the scarred man behind him, who had been unable to contain himself for a long time, spoke decisively:

"That's right, old lady. You have the same idea every day. Do you really think that there are more than a dozen of us with nothing to do and we just come here to play house with you?"

"What do you mean?"

"It's fine if you don't want us to build the house. Just compensate us for lost wages and mental damages, and everything will be fine."

Song Rushuang raised an eyebrow.

She didn't expect that these gangsters could be so "professional".

Mental damages are okay.

Old Mrs. Song's brows were tightly furrowed into a shape of "川".

"Sixth Brother, is this what you mean?"

Knowing that his house was on fire, he still asked his family for money.

What a move that makes matters worse.

Song Rushuang suddenly walked to the cement pit where they were mixed together and squatted down.

According to her knowledge, normal cement does not turn out to be this color after being mixed.

Song Rushuang suddenly had a bold idea in her mind.

Her eyes fell on Song Laoliu in surprise.

It seems that Song Rushuang was still too naive and actually thought that Song Laoliu would really repair the house for the Song family.

But on second thought, Song Laoliu is not a fool.

If it is something that has no benefit at all and is done purely for the sake of his family, how could he possibly do it?

Song Laoliu was silent for a while, then looked at Old Lady Song and said word by word:

"Mom, there should be some extra money at home. You want to rebuild the house, don't you want to contribute a penny?"

"you mean?"

"Such a big thing has happened at home. I don't think you are suitable to be the head of the family anymore. From today on, you give me the money in the family, and I will help you appease these people."

Song Laoliu talked a lot back and forth, and Song Rushuang seemed to understand some of it.

Finally, I figured out Song Laoliu's real purpose.

I want to find out how much money is left at home.

Even if these people hadn't caused this trouble today, Song Laoliu would have used the excuse of building a house to take all the family's money into his own hands.

From this we can see how sincere he is.

I'm afraid that even if he got the Song family's money, he would not build a house for the Song family.

According to Song Laoliu, he would like to see the Song family begging on the street.

How could we build houses for them?

Song Rushuang was secretly surprised.

Judging from the looks of it, Old Madam Song must have known the intricacies of this matter long ago, which is why she took the initiative to "attack."

In this way, Song Laoliu would reveal his true colors in advance.

After Song Rushuang sorted out the cause and effect, she couldn't help but express her admiration for Song Laoliu.

It's really powerful, and also ruthless enough.

I really don't do anything related to people.

"You mean, if the old lady gives you all the money in the house, then you don't have to pay for the mental damages of these people?"

Song Laoliu glanced at Song Rushuang and then nodded.

He continued to look away and said to Old Lady Song:

"Mom, if you give me the money, it will remain in the Song family. If my family needs money in the future, I will naturally give it to them. But if you don't give me the money, you have to give it to these workers. That way, the money will really go out instead of going into the hands of our family."

After a pause, he put on a worried look:

"Do you understand what I'm saying? Just give me the money. I know you don't want to get into any trouble."

These dozen or so burly workers formed a siege, surrounding the Song family.

If they don't give money, they will act like adults.

Song Rushuang really didn't expect that Song Laoliu's tricks to cheat people out of money had become so cheap and despicable.

Wasn't it all his fault?

He was the one who found the person.

As a result, these people are now biting back, and Song Laoliu seems to have become the victim.

I think this so-called mental damage compensation or loss of work wages should be an excuse of Song Laoliu.

He and these rogue workers are birds of a feather. The two sides cooperate with each other and want to take all the remaining money of the Song family into their own hands.

In Song Laoliu's opinion, Old Lady Song had no reason to reject him.

No matter what, his surname is still Song.

It is better to give the family money to a son named Song than to a group of strangers.

Not to mention the old lady, anyone else would make the same decision.

Therefore, Song Laoliu was not worried at all.

Song Rushuang frowned slightly. It was hard to say.

Why should the Song family give them money?

We clearly know that Song Laoliu and this group of people are in cahoots, so it doesn't matter who we give the money to, right?

Song Rushuang felt cold all over.

She couldn't believe it.

If I hadn't noticed something was wrong in time, I would have just let them bully the Song family.

I'm afraid that by the time she realizes it, the Song family will have already been destroyed.

Song Rushuang thought about this and spoke in a deep voice:

"Master workers, how much money do you want?"

These people didn't expect Song Rushuang to take the initiative to ask this.

They hadn't arranged this in advance.

His eyes fell on Song Laoliu for a moment, silently asking how he should answer.

Noticing their reactions, Song Rushuang suddenly smiled, but the smile did not reach her eyes.

"Everyone is really interesting. How much money do you want to see him do? Did you guys agree on this?"

In other words, Song Rushuang's tone sounded like a teasing tone, otherwise, everyone would have probably exploded long ago.

Song Laoliu's expression became even more profound when he looked at Song Rushuang.

He didn't say anything.

But the meaning is very clear, let them say how much they want.

Anyway, he didn't think the Song family could come up with the money.

As one of the arson suspects, he knew better than anyone how sudden the fire was and how the Song family was completely unprepared.

"There are so many of us, everyone has to pay! Ten thousand yuan per person!"