"The person has probably already been taken away; even if they're not dead, they'll be half-dead," Song Xiaohua said, shuddering.
The garrison had a prison and various instruments of torture, specifically used to punish those who offended the garrison and its commanders.
"Ignorant woman! How could she come up with such a terrible idea? Who is Miss Guan? How dare she act so arrogantly in front of her?" Song Lao Er cursed, "It would be good if she died. I can marry someone else now."
After saying this, he realized that Song Dahua and Song Xiaohua were staring at him, making him feel very uncomfortable.
Song Lao Er also felt that his thoughts were too obvious, and that hoping for his wife's death was not a glorious thing.
He stroked his chin: "Anyway, I'm not going to save them. I can't save them anyway. They'll just go and die, who can I blame?"
The eldest son of the Song family shared the same idea. If Shen died, he could just find another one. It didn't matter if his wife, Old Lady Song, died either, since she was always meddling. It would be so comfortable and carefree for the two brothers to divide the family property and each take half of it after she died.
"Sigh, they really have offended the camp. There's really nothing we can do. Let's just wait for news at home."
The two brothers tacitly decided to ignore the matter.
"That's not a good idea. If we just leave them like that and they really lose their lives, what should we do? We should go and plead with General Guan to release them."
After all, they were his grandmother and mother; Song Daming couldn't just stand by and watch them die.
"Shut up!" Boss Song shouted angrily.
"Are you sure you were really taken away by the camp? What will you say when you get to General Guan? I'm not afraid of accusing you of slander and offense, and you'll be taken away too."
Song Daming dared not speak.
Song Dahua and Song Xiaohua exchanged a glance and chose to remain silent; they did not share Song Daming's deep concerns.
Anyway, they're a money-loser. Chen has always looked down on them. If she really can't live anymore, then there will be one less person looking down on them, and her ears will be much quieter from now on.
Seeing the Song family discussing the whereabouts of several people, Qiao Lian'er deliberately walked past this place twice.
She realized she had overthought things; she had overestimated the Song family.
Although they clearly guessed that their family members had been taken away by the camp, they didn't think about rescuing them; instead, they each had their own plans.
She was initially worried that the Song family might bother Guan Yuqin and say some unpleasant things, but now she no longer had that concern.
Such a disunited family, where everyone has their own selfish motives, will fall apart if there is any interference from external factors.
Feng went to the kitchen, picked out the best dishes, and took them with Qiao Xi'er to the young couple's room.
Feeling bored in her room, Lingyin lifted her red veil and walked around a few times to loosen her muscles.
She noticed a picture book on the dressing table and opened it to look at it.
The paintings tell a coherent story, which can be understood even without reading the text, and she was completely captivated by them.
Hearing footsteps outside, she immediately ran to the bedside and covered her head with the red veil again.
Seeing that her daughter-in-law was not moving, Madam Feng went over and pulled her up: "It's so tiring to sit like this. No one can see you. Just do what's convenient for you. Being so restrictive will only make you feel uncomfortable."
Lingyin was pleased with her mother-in-law's open-mindedness and didn't hide anything from her: "Mother, I just got up and walked around, and I even looked at that picture book."
Upon hearing this, Madam Feng laughed: "That's more like it. That picture book was put in by your little sister Lian'er, just so you could have some fun."
Qiao Xier laid out the food on the table one by one: "Sister-in-law, my eldest brother is coming in to eat with you."
"Da Yong hasn't eaten yet?" Ling Yin was a little surprised.
Da Yong was out entertaining guests and drinking with them, and she assumed he was already full.
"He hasn't eaten yet, and he only drank a little wine. He said he wanted to make room for his bride, and no one really tried to persuade him otherwise."
Qiao Xi'er winked at Ling Yin: "We won't disturb you, we'll go out first."
After the mother and daughter left, Da Yong, smelling faintly of alcohol, entered the bridal chamber.
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