In Song Ruier's eyes, there was a sense of familiarity, but also a sense of repulsion.
That's the expression on a child's face when they've been abandoned by their mother.
“Cousin, stop pretending. Your reaction to these words proves that you are Song Ruier, and there’s no way to deny it.”
Song Dujuan said, "Cousin, you really know how to behave. Our whole family came to the capital, and you recognized us first, but you refused to tell us your true identity, trying to dump us all on Qiao Lian'er."
"But what about your responsibilities to the Song family? Don't you want to shoulder any of them at all? You've passed the imperial examinations and become a scholar, yet you lack even the slightest bit of benevolence, righteousness, propriety, and trustworthiness. Where did all those books you read go?"
When Song Ruier saw that Song Dujuan had used this wicked idea on her, she was so angry that she gritted her teeth.
“Yes, Rui’er, you’re so heartless. Aren’t you afraid that when you’re promoted, someone will use this as an excuse to bring you down? Then all your hard work will be for nothing.” Song Guangdi said smugly, his face looking even more lewd.
“Listen up, my name isn’t Rui’er, it’s Pang You. I’m registered with the Ministry of Revenue, and my identity is verifiable. You can’t just frame me like that, nor can you claim kinship with me. There’s no such thing as a free lunch in this world. Good luck to you all.” Song Rui’er’s tone was firm.
He couldn't accept this family; he didn't want to be entangled with this whole bunch of people, or he'd have a hard time in the future.
Song Fusheng looked up at the sky and sighed: "Alas, what a misfortune for our family, what a misfortune for our family. Brother, you only have this one grandson left. If you are watching from heaven, and you see him about to rise to prominence, yet treating your own brother, his uncle, and the whole bunch of desperate family members behind his uncle like this, I wonder if you will feel heartbroken because of this."
"It's all my fault for not teaching Rui'er well, so much so that he has little conscience left when he grows up. I'm so sorry, brother."
As he spoke, tears streamed down his face.
Madam Wu's eyes were also red: "Rui'er, have you forgotten? I used to hold you when you were little."
Zhou also said, "You even drank a few mouthfuls of my milk."
The others were either wiping away tears, complaining that Song Ruier was heartless and unfilial, or pleading with him to take responsibility for them.
Looking at this scene, Song Ruier thought that this scene should have happened in front of Qiao Lian'er, so why was it playing out in front of him instead?
He was so angry that the blood in his chest surged, and he almost vomited a mouthful of blood.
“I told you, you’ve mistaken me for someone else. I’m not Rui’er. Please leave immediately. I helped you once because we’re from the same hometown, but you’re useless and worthless. You can’t even acknowledge Qiao Lian’er as a relative, and you’ve turned around and tried to frame me. Is this your repayment?”
“Rui’er, stop acting. We know you are.”
Song Qitu chuckled and looked around the courtyard.
"Although it's not big and there aren't many rooms, it's still manageable to squeeze into one room for everyone."
The Song family members were too lazy to wait for Song Ruier's admission and rushed to grab the rooms.
"I want this one."
"This one is mine."
Song Ruier stood in the courtyard, clenching his fists. His head was spinning, but he dared not actually faint.
He didn't want to wake up one day to find himself with nowhere to stay.
Song Guangtian came out of the main room and said, "Rui'er, although you have passed the imperial examination, there is a distinction between elders and juniors in the family. You must respect your uncle. This main room will be for your uncle to live in from now on."
Song Ruier swayed.
Qiao Lian'er watched this scene in the courtyard, covering her mouth and bending over until her stomach hurt from laughing, but she had to control herself from laughing out loud.
Song Ruier remained silent, a murderous intent flashing in his eyes. Yes, how could he forget that his whole family was here?
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