Chapter 222: A Dog Can’t Spit Out Ivory
Qian Qiyue watched the Song family disappear from afar, then turned and pointed at Song Ru, who was pale, thin and small beside her.
"You are stupid, why are you giving money to Song Qin?!"
She poked Song Ru's forehead, and seeing that the little girl was a little unsteady and almost fell over, she quickly withdrew her hand, but still glared at Tang Ning unhappily.
"You too, there's not a single good person in the Song family. Ah Ru has been treated harshly by Song Tan for many years. Look at her thin arms and legs. She's lucky to be alive."
"How could the money the Song family gave to A'ru be worth four hundred taels of silver? And you actually agreed to let her give it to Song Qin? Are you crazy?!"
Tang Ning said: "He is Aru's father after all."
"Bah!" Qian Qiyue rolled her eyes. "What kind of father is he?"
Song Ru has thin arms and legs, and looks like she is malnourished from hunger. Even her daughter is better taken care of than her. Whose father would look like this?
Her father can beat him to death!
Tang Ning laughed at her glare: "Okay, I know he's not a good person, but I don't have much money. I'll just consider it as buying the letter of severance and ending A Ru's relationship with him. Then, no one else will be able to say a word against A Ru in the future."
After hearing this, Qian Qiyue still felt that giving the silver to the Song family was a bargain for them. The Song family was unlucky and deserved to live a miserable life.
With four hundred taels of silver, you can buy anything else. Even if you want to buy rouge, you can apply it on their faces a thousand times. Why give it to the Song family?
Qian Qiyue kept muttering to herself, almost grabbing Song Ru's ear to scold her.
Song Ru looked at Tang Ning with some embarrassment. Tang Ning chuckled and found a random topic to ask about the scriptures she had copied, thus diverting Qian Qiyue's attention.
"Sister Ayue, have you finished copying the scriptures?"
"Can you please stop bringing up things that are not related to the topic?" Qian Qiyue said with a sad face: "If I hadn't pestered my mother for a long time and begged my father for mercy, I wouldn't be able to get out today."
She lay on the table with her head down, crying:
"I don't know where those monks have so much free time. They wrote so many sutras here and there that my hands are almost broken."
Qian Qiyue pouted.
"And my second brother and his friends are so mean. I secretly asked someone to help me copy, and he actually told my mother about it, forcing me to copy it ten more times..."
Fifty times would kill her, ten more times...
Woo woo woo.
Let her die!
Qian Qiyue was not a person with a deep mind. After being distracted, she started to complain about copying scriptures, and also complained about her three brothers in the mansion "adding insult to injury".
Tang Ning and Song Ru were left in tears and laughter by what she said. When their eyes occasionally met, they both looked away tacitly and no one mentioned Song Qin again.
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Qian Qiyue's mission of copying scriptures was not yet over, and she returned home reluctantly after staying there for a short while. Before leaving, she repeatedly told Tang Ning to "save" her from the sea of suffering and to visit her when he had time.
After seeing Qian Qiyue off, Tang Ning's smile remained on his face for a long time.
Song Ru whispered, "Sister Ayue has a really good temper."
She is unrestrained and flamboyant, like the warm sun in midsummer. Even if you just stay by her side, you will be enveloped by the fresh and warm sunshine. It seems that listening to her laughter and talking to her can dispel the haze around you, and make people feel better involuntarily.
Tang Ning smiled and said "hmm": "If you like her, then go out more often in the future. She really wants someone to play with her every day."
No one likes the hustle and bustle more than Qian Qiyue.
After she finished speaking, she smiled and said to Song Ru, "You haven't fully recovered yet, so we should go back."
Song Ru said obediently: "Okay."
The two sisters were in a very good mood when they left the box. Tang Ning folded the broken letter and handed it to Song Ru. She was about to speak when she saw Song Ru's face suddenly froze as she held the thing in her hand.
She frowned and looked up, and saw Song Jinxiu standing not far away.
Song Tangning only glanced at him, then pulled Song Ru and said, "Let's go."
Song Ru hummed a low "hmm" and followed Tang Ning out with her head down, but the two were blocked by Song Jinxiu.
Hua Wu immediately stood in front of the two of them: "What do you want to do?!"
She stared at Song Jinxiu with vigilance, and Xichun hurriedly stepped forward to block Tang Ning and the others behind her, her expression full of alertness.
It wasn't long ago that bastard surnamed Lu injured a girl, and this bastard surnamed Song won't be here again?!
Song Jinxiu was stared at by the two men, so he had no choice but to stop his attack. He looked past Hua Wu and the others and said, "Tang Ning, I have something to tell you."
Tang Ning said calmly: "I have nothing to tell you."
Song Jinxiu pursed his lips tightly. Even though he knew that the little girl in front of him no longer regarded him as a brother, such a cold look still made his heart ache.
"I'm just saying a few words. I won't hurt you." He wanted to say so that she wouldn't be so defensive against him.
Tang Ning only looked at him coldly after hearing this: "Sir Song is not good at saying nice things."
A dog can't spit out ivory.
Song Jinxiu's face paled slightly when he heard her taunting. "I just wanted to ask you, Third Uncle and the others have already fallen into such a predicament, and will never appear before you again. Why are you still trying to kill them all?"
Tang Ning's expression was indifferent: "I don't know what you are talking about. Lord Song sent people to send money, and I sent people to send money too. What do you mean by killing them all? Lord Song, please don't frame me."
"Don't you really know? If you really just wanted to give me some silver, you could have done it privately. Why did you put it in Third Uncle's hands so publicly? You're clearly making him a target, arousing those people's greed. At best, the four hundred taels of silver will fall into the hands of others, and at worst, it will cost Third Uncle his life..."
Yinquan seemed to have left, but in fact he saw Xichun giving out the silver with his own eyes. Song Jinxiu, who was mixed in the crowd, also heard Xichun's words with his own ears.
She was clearly hinting to the yamen runners that the Song family had no one to protect them. In this situation, Song Qin, who was carrying a "huge sum of money", became the target of public criticism.
Song Jinxiu knew that Song Tangning was now sharp-tongued and would never admit it. He could only look at Song Ru beside him and said, "Aru, Third Uncle is your father after all. Why do you have to kill him?"
Song Ru's lips were a little pale. The timidity accumulated over the years in Duke Song's Mansion was not so easy to fade away.
Song Tangning, who was standing next to her, felt the coldness in Song Ru's palm. Seeing that Song Jinxiu was picking on the weak, her face immediately turned cold. She was about to speak with disgust, but unexpectedly, the frightened Song Ru suddenly spoke.
"Brother, do you know how old I am this year?"
Song Ru's face was pale, but she stood in front of Tang Ning and said, "Do you know what month I was born on and where I live in the mansion?"
She breathed lightly, and because she was weak, her voice was not loud.
Seeing Song Jinxiu looking at her silently, she said softly, "I have lived in the mansion for fourteen years, and the number of times I have spoken to my brother can be counted on one hand."
"My brother always said that you loved Song Shulan because you didn't know her identity and you pitied her background. You wanted to treat everyone equally and keep the sisters in the mansion in harmony. But if you really could treat everyone equally, why did you never ask me a single question in the fourteen years I've been in the mansion?"
Song Ru has a small face, which makes her eyes look even bigger, and her thin figure does not look like a fourteen-year-old girl at all.
"I asked my sister to send the money, and I asked Xichun to say those words. Since my brother has never cared about me, why do you have to control how I act now?"
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