"Nobody."
The tall, strong man returned to Songxia.
Before he could finish speaking, Song Xia kicked him: "Remember now?"
The tall, burly man: "..."
How could a little girl like her have such strength?
Damn, that hurts.
It hurt him terribly.
Seeing that he didn't speak, Song Xia lifted her foot again.
The tall, burly man quickly said, "Don't kick me, don't kick me! We in this line of work have to keep it a secret once we've taken money, otherwise who will come looking for us? Miss, please don't make things difficult for us, we'll compensate you, okay?"
"Oh."
Song Xia laughed and said, "Alright, then you can pay me back. You scared me and my mother earlier, so I won't make you pay too much. Just pay me one hundred taels of silver."
This girl is even darker than them.
Jin felt a strange urge to laugh; it was a pity he didn't have a son, otherwise…
Forget it, even having a son won't work.
What, one hundred taels?
One of the tall, burly man's henchmen shouted, "One hundred taels of silver? Why don't you make us pay a thousand taels? Are you made of gold? So precious!"
"Paying a thousand taels doesn't seem like an impossible situation."
Song Xia touched his chin thoughtfully.
The tall, burly man kicked the underling who had just spoken, yelling, "Do you think you have the right to speak here? I'm talking to this lady, is it any of your business to interrupt?"
His second sister has become his great-aunt?
Song Qiu found it amusing and burst out laughing.
The other men under the tall man glared at her, and he slapped them on the head.
None of them dared to raise their heads now.
The tall, burly man said kindly, "Grandma, I can only come up with ten taels of silver at most right now. I really can't come up with a hundred taels. How about this, I'll write you an IOU."
"Who's your great-aunt?"
"Do you think I'm really short of money?"
Song Xia gave them two choices: either give her one hundred taels of silver now, or reveal the person behind it all.
How could he be so miserable!
The tall man felt like crying, but with so many people watching, he was too embarrassed to cry.
"I... I'll tell you, okay?"
The tall, burly man pursed his lips and whispered to Song Xia who had sent them.
Old Song was too far away to hear: "Could you speak louder? I didn't hear you."
When Song Xia looked over, Song Lao Si immediately shut his mouth.
It has to be said.
Her killer gaze is quite effective.
Release them.
After all the onlookers left.
Song Xia sat down opposite Brother Jin and poured him a cup of tea: "Brother Jin, thank you for today. I'll take the money from your noodles today; consider it my treat."
"OK!"
Jin Ge took the tea that Song Xia poured and said.
He had just drunk it.
Song Xia blinked and whispered, "Brother Jin, could I ask you for a favor?"
So this is what was waiting for him.
Brother Jin: "..."
Can he spit out the tea, get up, and leave?
Song Xia knew he didn't want to help, so she continued, "If you're willing, I'll make you a unique noodle dish, how about that?"
It definitely wouldn't work for anyone else.
He's absolutely capable.
Jin Ge's favorite food is noodles.
"No problem!"
Brother Jin agreed.
This wasn't the place to talk, so Song Xia called her father to come with her and invited Brother Jin to a teahouse to discuss the matter.
Song Laosi did go along, but he was just a tool. He wasn't with them the whole time and didn't hear what his daughter and Brother Jin said at all.
He was very curious.
We left the teahouse.
As soon as they parted ways with Brother Jin, he asked curiously, "Daughter, what did you say to Brother Jin?"
"Want to know?"
I won't tell you!
Song Xia left after finishing his speech.
Old Song had no choice but to angrily go back to the stall with her.
Not many days later.
Qianjia Village.
Jiang Dujuan had just finished sweeping the yard and came out of the main room after drinking some water when she heard a loud knocking on the door.
Who is it?
Jiang Dujuan opened the door in a huff, but when she did, she was completely dumbfounded: "What's going on? How could you treat my daughter like this? How dare you!"
Qian Xiangxiang was covered in injuries and was carried on a stretcher by the servants of the Zhang family, who placed her at the door.
A taller servant rolled his eyes and said, "What are you yelling about? You have such a shameless daughter, and you still have the nerve to shout! It's a miracle our master hasn't taken her life!"
What do you mean by that?
Jiang Dujuan couldn't help but imagine in her mind, could it be that her daughter was caught doing that kind of thing with someone because the old man from the Zhang family was too old?
The servant who had just spoken snorted and said, "Your daughter is having an affair with our steward. The daughter she gave birth to is our steward's daughter."
What!
Jiang Dujuan staggered and almost fell to the ground. She crawled towards Qian Xiangxiang and raised her hand to hit her: "You idiot, you shameless bastard, how could you do such a thing!"
Qian Xiangxiang was already badly injured, and this blow caused her to vomit blood.
They are, after all, his biological children.
When Jiang Dujuan saw her vomiting blood, she panicked and quickly called her husband back to fetch a doctor for her.
Qian Xiangxiang not only suffered numerous whip marks, but also internal injuries.
She was in a coma for several days before waking up.
As soon as I woke up.
Qian Xiangxiang then lashed out at Jiang Dujuan, who was walking in from outside: "It's all your fault, it's all your fault..."
"What are you doing? You did that yourself, and you're blaming me!"
Jiang Dujuan slapped Qian Xiangxiang across the face.
Qian Xiangxiang glared at her and said, "If it weren't for you making a move on Song Xia, how could my affair with the housekeeper be known?"
"What!"
Jiang Dujuan, regaining her composure, asked, "What exactly happened?"
It really has something to do with the Song and Xia dynasties.
She's not done with her yet.
Qian Xiangxiang cried and said, "I've always kept my relationship with the housekeeper a secret, and there had never been any problems before. But ever since you told me to get Song Xia into the Zhang family as a concubine and to get the recipe for zha jiang mian (noodles with minced meat sauce), things have been going on between us. If it's not your fault, who is it?"
To put it bluntly.
She only had suspicions; she had no evidence whatsoever.
"hateful!"
Jiang Dujuan was furious. It was a good thing Song Xia wasn't here; if she were, she probably would have pounced on her and scratched her face.
She originally intended to go directly to Song Xia.
Qian Xiangxiang stopped her: "You're underestimating Song Xia. If she really had someone attack me and the housekeeper, do you think you'd be a match for her?"
Jiang Dujuan said irritably, "So what do we do now? Are we just going to give up?"
Qian Xiangxiang gestured for her to come over.
Two days later, in the afternoon.
A young man dressed in patched coarse cloth knocked on the door of the Luo family private school.
"Bang bang bang..."
Huo Lang opened the door upon hearing the sound, and upon discovering that the person was someone he had never seen before, he asked, "Young man, are you here to look for someone at our private school?"
"right."
The young man nodded and said, "I'm here to see Song Dong. Something happened at his family's house, and his sister, Song Xia, asked me to come to Luo's Private School to pick him up."
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