Chapter 9 If she doesn't stay at the Song family's house, where will she live?
"My father isn't dead yet, why bury him? It's bad luck!"
Song Lao Er: "Song Daya, you're wrong to say that. Your father was conscripted into the army and sent to the battlefield ten years ago, and there's been no news of him since. What else could he be but dead?"
Song Li chuckled: "If you say another word, I'll tear your mouth apart! You said you'd give my father a grand funeral, so where is his grave?"
The villagers were speechless upon hearing this.
A few years ago, there was a flood, and the villages and towns were in chaos.
Before the flood, no one saw Song Lao Er holding a funeral, but after the flood, Song Lao Er directly said that he had already taken care of his elder brother's funeral.
Indeed, it is suspicious.
"Besides..."
Song Li paused for a moment, then said, "All the enlistment allowances my father received over the years have gone into your pocket. If he dies, where will the allowances come from?"
"The allowance is issued by the village head. Whether I'm lying or not, a simple check at the village head's house will tell."
Hmph, I'm not afraid of you!
The villagers were even more surprised when they heard that there was a subsidy.
It turns out that Song Lao Er's family had been receiving Song Da's military service allowance all along!
The imperial court gave the families of the lowest-ranking soldiers a monthly allowance of one tael of silver. One tael a month, twelve taels a year, and Song Dayi served as a soldier for ten years... Wow, that's a lot of money!
Even if Song Lao Er's family had no land or jobs, this money would be enough for them to live comfortably!
He has money in his pocket and yet he sells his niece! This is clearly an attempt to leave Song Daya no way to survive!
He enjoys a life of luxury with Song Da's money, yet he sells Song Da's daughter. Is this something a human being would do?
"I never would have guessed that Song Lao Er and his wife were so cunning."
"That's right! We've been fooled by them for so many years!"
The crowd immediately shifted their opinion and began to sympathize with the Song sisters, as it was common knowledge that the two sisters had worked tirelessly for Song Lao Er's family since they were young.
He Shi and Song Lao Er's pupils shrank in panic. That little slut (that brat) had revealed their secrets!
I couldn't help but regret not spending a little more money to avoid further trouble!
Public opinion was overwhelmingly in favor of the village head, but then someone suddenly said, "Song Lao Er clearly receives a monthly allowance, so why didn't the village head inform us?"
Everyone fell silent.
It's true that Muramasa led the way astray, but it's one thing to keep it to oneself, but it's wrong to say it out loud.
That's the village head, the head of the entire village. Who would dare to talk behind his back?
The villagers, fearing trouble, turned and dispersed, leaving only a few who were on good terms with Song Lao Er and He Shi behind.
He was stingy with the Song sisters, but she was very good at getting along with people outside, so there were quite a few people in the village who were on good terms with the couple.
Seeing so many people helping them, He Shi and Song Lao Er became smug again.
He chuckled and said, "How about it, you brat? Want money? No way!"
Song Li said coldly, "Not very good."
She hadn't really intended to ask for money; she was just thinking that since she would be staying in Qingliu Village for a long time, becoming the target of everyone's criticism would be troublesome, so she took the opportunity to make a scene.
Song Li pulled Song Xiaoxiao and turned to leave, but Madam He thought she was afraid of her and wanted to back down, so she pressed her advantage and said, "You can leave, but leave Xiaoxiao behind."
Song Xiaoxiao is already ten years old. She can be sold after another two or three years of raising.
This girl was born beautiful, her looks were no less than Song Daya's, but she was not as crazy as Song Daya. She was very obedient and well-behaved, and there were plenty of people who wanted to buy her. How could she possibly let go of such a valuable commodity?
While Mrs. He was calculating in her mind, she said, "You can run away like your slutty mother, but that will corrupt Xiao Xiao. We have always wanted a daughter, and we have always treated Xiao Xiao as our daughter. We can't bear to part with her."
As she spoke, she reached out to pull Song Xiaoxiao, saying kindly, "Xiaoxiao, come home with your uncle and aunt."
Because there were still her devoted followers watching, Mrs. He continued to put on the act of a kind and patient mother.
Those around him were indeed convinced and even showed expressions of gratitude.
Song Li glanced at everyone indifferently, unsurprised.
She is a modern person who has been online for many years and is used to seeing idols fall from grace and then die-hard fans frantically defending and supporting their idols.
Feeling the little figure clinging tightly to her from behind, Song Li slapped away He Shi's clutches.
Driven by desperation and hatred, she struck with considerable force.
"Ahhh! My hand!"
"My arm is broken!"
He covered her swollen hand and let out a pig-like scream.
She had only made the exaggerated shout to gain sympathy, but after shouting, she found that her hand was sore and weak and she couldn't exert any strength. Looking down, she saw that her slender hand was hanging down at a right angle in a terrifying way, and the bones in her wrist were protruding. It was really broken!
"Honey, aren't you going to do anything about this?"
He was in a panic and pain, tears streaming down her face. She quickly turned to Song Lao Er for help.
Song Lao Er: "..."
Not wanting to say anything more, he turned and ran.
I told you long ago, he's good with words, but fighting? Ha, he's willing but unable...
Meng Yun watched all this from afar and sighed silently.
Hearing is believing. Rumors say this girl is crazy, but in reality, she was driven to this state by her scumbag father.
However, this girl is good at archery, quick-witted, bold yet meticulous, and thoughtful—a rare talent.
If I could take him on as an apprentice...
Meng Yun couldn't help but let his imagination run wild.
But then he frowned. This girl was a woman, wasn't she? Should he let Mingyue have her? But he couldn't bear to...
He pondered for a long time but couldn't come up with a solution, so he had to give up and decided to go back and report the situation to his master.
After learning the truth, Zhao Youchang remained silent for a long time. "You're saying she confronted the entire village alone and won the argument?"
"Although some people are stubborn and still stand on the side of Song Lao Er's family, the situation has been greatly reversed."
"You said she beat up that guy surnamed Wang yesterday and threatened him because he's the daughter of a high-ranking official?"
"Yes, Master."
Meng Yun had already verified this matter in Niuma Village.
“Interesting.” Zhao Youchang narrowed his eyes, a playful smile curving his fake lips behind the human skin mask.
Where is she now?
Meng Yun said, "Since the family division has failed, Miss Song should still be in the Song family. However, in my opinion, she will not stay in the Song family for long."
Just now, Song Lao Er and He Shi were sneaking off to the village head's house. They definitely didn't have anything good in mind. Mingyue has already followed them.
"Hmm, let Mingyue ask Miss Song later if she would like to stay here."
Meng Yun was taken aback, thinking she had misheard.
Are you suggesting that Miss Song stay here? They're currently in disguise, conducting a covert investigation. What if they get exposed if they stay under the same roof?
"If Master wants to help Miss Song, he can secretly entrust her to one of us. Why go to such lengths?"
Zhao Youchang saw his worry and smiled faintly, "Let her go, I have my own plans."
"It's better to believe it exists than not"—this was his life motto.
Since he suspected that Song Daya had seen through him, he felt he had to keep a close watch on her to feel at ease.
...
Song Li took Song Xiaoxiao back to the Song family.
It was almost noon, and as soon as she got home, she went into the kitchen to cook lunch.
The kitchen in the Song family's house was empty, clearly because some people were stingy and hid all the food.
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