Chapter 224 Tang Ning: She won’t be a saint, whoever wants to be one can be one!
Tang Ning's words to Song Jinxiu were particularly heartbreaking.
"Also, A'ru and I are no longer members of the Song family. When I go to move my parents' graves in a few days, I will remove both of us from the Song family. From now on, we will have nothing to do with Master Song. Master Song, please stop acting like an older brother and disgusting us."
After Tang Ning finished speaking, he pulled Song Ru and walked around.
Hua Wu also made a "Pooh" sound and cursed "hypocrite". She pulled Xichun and glared at Song Jinxiu fiercely, then quickly followed Tang Ning and the others away.
"Tang Ning..."
"Lord Song, respect yourself!"
Hang Li stepped forward with a frosty look on his face, and put his hand on Song Jinxiu's shoulder. "If you bother me and Madam Ru again, don't blame me for being rude to you."
He gave a warning push, and Song Jinxiu staggered back two steps.
Hang Li snorted coldly before turning and leaving.
Song Jinxiu stood there, his face frighteningly pale.
"My dear..." Yinquan stepped forward cautiously, "Don't listen to the Third Lady. In the past, the Third Master handled all those matters in private. You don't know anything about the Third Lady's biological mother. Besides, you are a junior. How can you care about the affairs of the Third House?"
Upon hearing this, Song Jinxiu lowered his eyes and said nothing.
No, he knew it was not like what Yinquan said.
He couldn't control the affairs of the third house, but if he had asked one more question, Song Ru wouldn't have had such a hard time. He claimed to be fair and that he always treated his brothers and sisters-in-law the same, but he was actually selfish and biased at heart, and he was never as good as he thought.
Tang Ning blamed him.
Aju also blames him.
He seemed to have done nothing, yet also seemed to have done all kinds of evil.
The location of this box was not very secluded, and it attracted attention when the few people were arguing just now. However, no one came over because Song Tangning and the others were dressed richly and there was no major conflict between the three of them.
Seeing Song Jinxiu standing here, some people were already looking over here.
Yinquan moved sideways to block the sight of those people and whispered, "My dear, the Third Master and the others have already left. Let's go back."
There are so many people around, if someone recognizes me... I don't know how much gossip there will be.
Song Jinxiu noticed his worry, looked at the person peeking out from a distance, and pursed his lips with a pale face.
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After Tang Ning brought Song Ru back to the carriage, she kept a cold face. She felt that Song Jinxiu was a bit of a ghost.
Ever since the Song family was convicted, her brother said that Song Jinxiu was still useful, so she ignored him and did not cause trouble for Song Jinxiu again. However, this man had to come to her again and again, without asking the reason, putting on his hypocritical face, and relying on their past brother-sister status to preach to her repeatedly.
Seeing that she was sharp and difficult to persuade, he actually set his sights on Song Ru.
Tang Ning thought about what Song Ru had just said about Song Qin, and was forced to "relive" the pain again. The more she thought about it, the angrier she became, and she hated Song Jinxiu even more.
"Tomorrow we'll go to the Song family." Tang Ning said coldly, "Move the grave and remove the family from the family register!"
Since Song Jinxiu doesn't want peace, then no one else should have peace!
Song Ru's face turned pale. Her injuries hadn't fully healed yet, and the words she had just spoken to Song Jinxiu had taken all the courage she had in the past decade. She looked at the angry Tang Ning with some uneasiness, "I shouldn't have asked my sister to accompany me today..."
"What nonsense are you talking about?"
Tang Ning frowned at her, and when he saw that she was uneasy, he softened his tone and took Song Ru's hand and said, "I'm angry at Song Jinxiu, not you!"
"He himself never claimed to be a saint, yet he held others to the same standards. He used every possible means to climb the social ladder, yet he still wanted to maintain an air of purity and indifference."
"You don't need to pay attention to what he just said. Repaying evil with kindness is something only saints do. We don't actively harm others, nor do we do anything to harm others. But when it comes to those who hurt us, no matter how cruel the means, they are not wrong."
She doesn't want to be that saint!
Whoever wants to do it can do it!
Song Ru listened to Tang Ning's words, feeling the warmth coming from her palms. After the uneasiness in her heart was gradually soothed, she whispered with trembling eyelashes, "Sister, I want to go see my mother."
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Song Ru's biological mother's surname was Xue. She was beautiful and had a good singing voice.
After her death, her body was thrown out of the city on a straw mat by the third wife. Later, a prostitute who worked in Yanliu Lane with her helped collect her body and buried it in a quiet forest outside the city.
There are many wild flowers planted around the small grave, which are colorful and very beautiful.
A woman with her hair tied up and wrapped in a cloth was squatting on the ground pulling grass. She said to Song Ru, "Your mother loved flowers and plants when she was alive. The peonies and Chinese peonies where she lived always bloomed more vividly than those in other people's homes."
"At the time, I thought she was boring. She was so poor that she fell into prostitution. Others were thinking about how to seduce a nobleman to redeem themselves, but she was just pestering the gardener in the building to learn how to grow flowers. She also learned how to make rouge and powder from him. She said that when she saved enough money to redeem herself, she would open a shop specializing in flowers and rouge."
She kept on rambling, weeding as she spoke: "Although we have a bad reputation, we have enjoyed all the good things we deserve. She was the only one who was reluctant to spend a single cent of that pile of broken silver. But in the end, I got it for free. I redeemed her, but she ended up like this..."
As the woman spoke, her voice became lower.
Song Ru squatted aside, looking at the clean tombstone, and whispered, "Aunt Rui, my mother's revenge has been avenged. The Song family is gone, and Song Tan will not have a good end either."
The woman immediately said, "Serves him right! That jackal in the house deserves a horrible death!"
Song Ru looked at her and said, "I live with my elder sister now. I don't have to be afraid of anyone. Aunt Rui, come with me. I will take care of you in your old age."
The woman threw away the grass in her hand and sneered, "Why should I go with you? I'm not old enough to need you to take care of me. Besides, I just found a lover a while ago. He comes from a well-off family with two sons. I can be his mother when I go there. Why should I go with a little girl like you?"
When she put down her hands, she revealed her beautiful face, with phoenix eyes, red lips, and delicate skin. Although she was in her thirties, she still looked as beautiful as she was in her youth.
Unlike any other peasant woman, her face was particularly attractive. She turned her head to glance at the elegantly dressed young girl standing in the distance and said, "You've suffered for ten years and finally found someone who loves you. Live your life well and don't worry about me."
Upon hearing this, Song Ru said anxiously, "Aunt Rui, I've told my sister about you, and she agreed to let me take you back..."
"Don't talk nonsense!"
The woman frowned and scolded softly, "Your sister is a good person. She loves you and is willing to do what you want. But you can't be ignorant of your limits. People with my background will never be able to wash away their guilt in this life. If I go to your sister's house, will I be a servant or be supported by your elders?"
"I……"
Before Song Ru could say anything, she said, "I've spent half my life serving others. I don't like being a servant, but if I were an elder, how would outsiders look upon your sister, and you? Would they say that you two have a paternal elder who came from a brothel?"
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