Chapter 371 A Dream Comes True

Song Shuirong felt miserable and felt like she was living in hell every day.

She has returned to Xiaoshi Village several times this year.

Ever since the house was robbed, things have been getting worse day by day.

Being beaten and scolded by the villagers was the least of his worries. When farming, Song Defu was too lazy to go to the fields. In addition, he could not get water, so he just threw seeds into the fields without even watering them.

Naturally there was no harvest, the crops were barren, and the Song family had to rely on Song Shuirong for money to feed themselves.

She is a punching bag herself, so how can she come up with extra money?

She could only try her best to please Master Xue at night when he was in his lovemaking. Even if he was tortured to the point of bleeding and fainting by his perverted methods, she dared not resist.

But taking the money back in this way would not end well.

She was still scolded by her own grandmother as a black-hearted ungrateful person, saying that she was incapable of controlling a man, had not helped the family get rich, and could not even pay Xiaobao's tuition.

And all of this should be borne by Song Liyun, and I am helping her pay off her debts.

When he thought of the two ruffians from the Xue family coming back from Suijin Town and talking about how wealthy Baolinju was, how capable and fierce Miss Song was, and how beautiful she was, the way Master Xue looked at him...

Song Shuirong shuddered all over, and Master Xue's eyes seemed to be filled with poison.

That night, a piece of flesh on the inside of her thigh was bitten off.

Master Xue's mouth was covered in blood as he said viciously, "Song Lao Er cheated me out of my money and is using this rag of yours to fill it up. When he comes back, Master Xue will definitely skin him alive."

The shock and pain made Song Shuirong faint.

She didn't know how she had managed to get through the past year.

Looking at the empty house and listening to the women's ridicule and mockery of herself, Song Shuirong couldn't help but burst into tears again and secretly swore in her heart.

Now, now that Song Zhenping is back, I must please him and let myself be exchanged with that bitch Song Liyun.

In Song Shuirong's experience, as long as she scolded Song Zhenping, Song Zhenping would have no choice but to bow his head and obey.

When the time comes, I will become a military household and return the position of mistress of the Xue family to Song Liyun. Song Zhenping will definitely agree.

Or he could humble himself and say a few nice words, asking Song Zhenping to pay money to buy him back, and then prepare more dowry and marry him into a good family.

In the old house of the Song family, Song Shuirong's heart was full of fantasies. She endured the abuse and tried her best to please Aunt Zhang and others.

Even when being scolded, she kept smiling and cleaned the room diligently. She wanted to show her remorse.

This time, Mr. Xue followed Song Shuirong into Xiaoshi Village, but he did not go to the old Song house. Instead, he took his entourage and went directly to Song Lizheng's house.

He had already heard the news in town, and Song Zhenping stayed here for the next two days after returning.

Sure enough, as soon as Mr. Xue got off the carriage, he saw a young man in the yard talking to Song Dekui.

Mr. Xue naturally knew Song Dekui. When he saw what he was wearing, he couldn't help but twitch his lips.

Although Song Laosan still looked like the carefree gelder in the town, the clothes he wore were no longer coarse cloth, but forged fabric.

The man who was talking to him looked unfamiliar, only about twenty years old, with a youthful look, but his slightly bent legs were not visible.

Is this the eldest brother of the Song family? Master Xue was puzzled.

Song Shuirong described Song Zhenping's appearance to him, and the most important thing was that he was a cripple.

The arrival of Mr. Xue and his party also attracted the attention of Song Zhenping and Song Dekui. They stopped talking about the land purchase and turned around to look.

Song Dekui grinned: "Daping, it's your cousin's husband who's here!"

Song Zhenping had never seen Mr. Xue before. At this moment, he saw a skinny old man wearing a brocade jacket with round flowers, his face full of wrinkles and age spots walking towards him.

Is this my cousin’s husband? Someone from the Xue family!

When Song Zhenping thought about how his second sister was almost sold to this old man, his face suddenly turned as dark as the bottom of a pot. He turned his head away angrily and pretended not to see it.

Mr. Xue was in a good mood at this time. Although his men returned in disgrace from Suijin Town, they brought him a piece of news, that is, the eldest branch of the Song family had become prosperous.

Fifty taels of silver is nothing. As long as you have a good relationship with the Song family, you can earn five hundred or five thousand taels of silver.

This time he came to Xiaoshi Village, not only did he not have any resentment, he also brought a gift.

Seeing Song Zhenping and Song Dekui looking at him, Master Xue lifted up the corner of his clothes and ran over in small steps: "Hello, Third Master Song, hello, brother-in-law!"

Song Zhenping felt his hair stand on end at the sound of being called "brother-in-law." He couldn't even pretend to be deaf anymore. He turned around and said angrily, "I'm not your brother-in-law. Don't call me that."

Master Xue was a shrewd man. Seeing Song Zhenping's eyes were red and his anger didn't seem fake, he quickly changed his tone: "Brother-in-law...ah, Master Song is right, stop yelling."

Song Dekui raised his eyebrows and said sarcastically, "Mr. Xue, you come to Xiaoshi Village now, aren't you afraid of having your bones broken?"

Originally, the woman Song Lao Er wanted to sell to Mr. Xue as his "second wife" was actually Song Liyun.

Master Xue's cheeks trembled as he forced out his brightest smile: "Master Song, you're joking. I'm the son-in-law of the Song family in Xiaoshi Village. If I do something wrong, I deserve to be beaten and scolded."

Song Dekui and Song Zhenping could only sigh at the old man's thick skin: "Old hero!"

To be honest, Song Zhenping's hatred for Mr. Xue is not as strong as that for Mrs. Gu.

They are selling people for money, it's just a business deal.

If anyone should be blamed, it should be those cruel people in my own family.

Moreover, Song Liyun did not marry Mr. Xue, so Song Zhenping's hatred was not that deep. He just felt disgusted when he saw Mr. Xue.

Song Zhenping no longer paid any attention to Mr. Xue, and did not even say a word to Song Dekui. He turned around and walked into Song Lizheng's yard.

Master Xue sighed twice and wanted to chase after him. He came to Xiaoshi Village just for Song Zhenping and couldn't miss him. But just as he moved, he was stopped by Ali, who had been standing silently beside him: "Stop, no outsiders allowed in!"

Only then did Mr. Xue notice Ali and the others, and he hurriedly bent forward to give them red envelopes.

Ali and the other three relaxed their expressions a little, and the red envelopes fell into their arms.

The young lady said that as long as she could protect the young master and the eldest lady, she would accept any money offered.

Half a day passed quickly before Mr. Xue came out of Xiaoshi Village.

The carriage he was riding in was speeding. Instead of returning to the town, it went through the wasteland full of graves and ran all the way to the foot of the mountain until it was completely dark.

Master Xue's face was gloomy. He kicked Song Shuirong, who was crying with her hands covering her face, out of the carriage and said in a hoarse voice, "Xue Wen and Xue Wu, you two, drag this unlucky girl back to the old house. I don't want to see her anymore."

At this time, Song Shuirong's face was swollen as if she was holding an egg, her hair was disheveled, and her silk jacket was wrinkled and dirty.

She rolled to the ground, ignoring the pain, and knelt on the ground, crying out to the carriage, "Master, I will never dare to do this again. I won't dare to do it again. Can I go and apologize to the eldest master?"

Master Xue poked his head out and looked at her coldly: "You still have a chance to speak, you know? You've already hurt me so much!"

Song Shuirong rushed over and hugged Che Gulu, begging, "Master, I am your woman, and I am doing this for your own good. I thought that if I could return to the Song family, I would definitely speak well of you.

It’s that lame guy… Young Master Song is ungrateful, it’s him…”

(End of this chapter)