Chapter 290 Silver

"Who is Ji Liancheng?" Song Laoer's mind was in a mess.

Song Zhenping next to him also looked confused.

He already knew that the shop's owners were Yunniang and Uncle Han, so he wasn't afraid of Song Laoer's investigation.

But the title deed to Baolinju is in my name, and I still have a copy at home!

How come he has become Ji Liancheng now? I have never even heard of him.

Song Liyun only knew that the original owner of Baolinju was surnamed Ji, but she didn't know his full name.

The clerk's face darkened: "Now that we've seen everything, hurry up and get him out! Don't disturb the peace of the county government!"

Two yamen runners stepped forward, grabbed Song Laoer's arms, and dragged him out of the county government office without saying a word.

Song Lao Er screamed hysterically: "These bastards are hiding the family property and the clan's wealth!"

His voice echoed throughout the county government office, drawing disgusted glances.

The yamen runners who were holding him became anxious when they saw that this guy was disturbing the peace of the yamen officials. Someone took out a handkerchief and pressed it under Song Laoer's chin.

Song Laoer's shouting stopped abruptly, and he could only make a chuckle in his throat.

Song Zhenping was still confused, and hurried out of the yamen.

Song Liyun pondered for a moment and suddenly understood what was going on.

In fact, when you want to buy land in the town, you should understand that the garrison cannot transfer the land deeds and house deeds of the owners to the names of military households.

The Baolinju property deeds originally given to Song Liyun were probably fake, with the purpose of retaining military households.

The original owner is missing, not dead. The government has taken out the original owner’s house deed!

If the original owner came back... However, he would probably only get some compensation, and it would be impossible to get the title deed back.

Song Lao Er returned to the inn in a daze, he was really depressed.

He looks rich, but he has nothing, even his house belongs to someone else.

Tianxiang Tower also belongs to the government and the garrison, so he dare not cause trouble there.

There are also food shops and carton factories that are invested in by other people. If I go to look for them myself, there will definitely be a lot of excuses to shirk responsibility.

Song Lao Er slapped himself in the face and said, "I called you a fool, letting two ungrateful wolves play with you!"

"No, that bitch is too scary, too scary!"

Song Laoer pinched the purse on his waist, and a vicious look flashed in his eyes.

In another room of the inn, Song Lizheng had already written a letter of severance and was waiting for Song Laoer to sign his name before he could leave this shameful place.

Song Liyun ordered a table of dishes and said, "Mr. Lizheng, no matter whether we are still close or not, I will never forget the help you have given me. If you leave today, I will take this as my practice."

Just a few days later, Song Lizheng, who had originally had a rosy and healthy complexion, suddenly became haggard.

The rare letter of severance of family ties was in his hands, and he felt ashamed to go back.

"You're welcome. Just be good to yourself in the future. If...ah!"

Song Zhenping helped him sit down at the table. "Village Head, I still need to treat my leg, so it's not convenient for me to go back to move the grave. I'd better come back later when the time is right."

Song Dekui's face darkened as he looked at the broken letter of kinship that was still waiting for Song Laoer to put his fingerprints on it. He snorted, "I've had enough of that bastard. If he doesn't come to put his fingerprints on it, I'll chop off his fingers and cover them up."

Song Lizheng waved his hand: "The second brother is a money-grubber, he will definitely come, but... Daping, he will definitely ask for a large sum of money. If you want to live a quiet life in the future, this money is indispensable."

Song Zhenping's face darkened and he said nothing.

Song Liyun had already said, "Don't worry, Mr. Lizheng, I have already prepared the banknotes. After all, my second uncle has brought me up."

She almost vomited when she said this, but she suppressed it with her willpower.

After hearing Song Liyun's words, Song Lizheng's expression suddenly brightened up a lot: "That's the way to think. There are no parents who are not wrong. Only when you raise a child do you understand the hard work of your mother..."

Song Dekui brought the wine bowl to his lips and said, "Dad, don't talk. Drink, drink. This wine is Daping's filial piety to you. Drink it this time and there won't be a next time!"

Song Lizheng's words were immediately misinterpreted. He glared at his son and scolded him, "What the hell are you talking about? What do you mean by drinking this time and there won't be a next time? Daping is coming back to move the graves, so he has to bring some wine for the Lizheng!"

Xiao An had been in the inn with Song Dekui the whole morning. He couldn't stand it any longer and just wanted to go back quickly after dinner. Hei Jin must be bored and fall asleep again.

While a few people were eating and drinking, Song Laoer pushed the door open and walked in alone.

He had already cleaned his hair and face, and was tidy from head to toe.

Song Liyun and a few others had been waiting for his arrival, so they were not surprised to see him at this time.

But when Song Liyun saw the small plate of braised beef in soy sauce in his hand, her eyes flashed.

Song Lao Er sat down at the table with a gloomy face and placed the braised beef in front of Song Zhenping: "Daping, your parents and grandfather would definitely not be happy with this.

There's nothing I can do about it. This is human life, and I, as your uncle, am sorry for what I have done to you.

Ah! You and I are uncle and nephew, let’s have a drink!”

As he spoke, he took out a wine glass from his arms, poured wine from the wine pot on the table, and handed it directly to Song Zhenping: "If you still recognize me as your uncle, drink this glass of wine!"

Song Liyun stood up: "Brother, you can't drink this wine!"

Song Zhenping stared at Song Laoer with hatred: "Second Uncle, what are you talking about at this time? If you hadn't come to Suijin Town to cause this scene, I would still recognize you. Now... I don't recognize you!"

He is a man who values ​​friendship and loyalty. If they were separated for ten or eight years, and they had a happy family, and the previous pain had faded, perhaps he would really let go of those things.

But since Song Laoer's family colluded with outsiders to covet his money, he could never forgive them.

"Don't admit it? Fine!"

Song Lao Er clenched his teeth, poured the wine on the ground, pointed at the beef and said, "The girl wants to eat her mother's meat when she goes out. Now as long as the three of you finish eating this meat, I will agree to break off the engagement."

Song Lizheng looked at the plate of meat in confusion: "Second brother, where did this rule come from?"

Song Lao Er tilted his head and smiled strangely, "Uncle Village Head, is it okay if this is a new rule for my family? As long as I don't put my fingerprints on it for a day, I have the right to make the rules."

Song Lizheng slammed the table and said, "Second brother, stop messing around! You just want money!"

"I want some money, Uncle Lizheng. I just want some meat for my nephews and nieces. Why are you so anxious?"

After saying that, Song Lao Er turned to look at Song Liyun and said, "My dear niece, since you guys have deceived your uncle, I don't want those shops anymore.

In a word, give me three hundred taels of silver and I will break off our relationship. Otherwise, I will never let you go for the rest of my life!

To tell you the truth, I told you all before I left: if I die in Qili County, someone will redress my grievances."

When Song Lizheng heard Song Laoer's outrageous words, he immediately slammed the table in anger and said, "What the hell are you trying to do, you bastard?"

His words were of no use, no one listened.

Song Liyun's face was calm as she took out two silver notes from her sleeve, waved them in front of Song Lao Er, and quickly put them away: "You can have the silver, but I'll break off the engagement first!"

As the banknotes flashed by, Song Lao Er's eyes widened, his voice trembling: "Three hundred taels, I want three hundred taels!"

Song Liyun picked up a cloth bag from her feet, put it on the table and opened it. The bright white silver immediately caught everyone's eye.

(End of this chapter)