She is Ma Xiulan's nominal mother, and she doesn't believe that if Ma Xiulan doesn't agree to her, she will go to the store and make a scene, and Ma Xiulan's business will not be affected.
Ma Xiulan's eyelids twitched as she looked at Old Lady Song sitting in her home.
Then Old Lady Song spoke: "Xiu Lan, before your father died, he told me that you should take good care of your brothers. You can't just recognize Ma Mingqiang and ignore Mingyao and Mingzu."
"These two are your brothers. You can bring them into the business. You can open a shop here and they can open a shop there. If you make money and change the Ma family's reputation, your father will be very happy in the underworld and praise you for being a good daughter."
Ma Xiulan sneered: "I am not your good daughter, I am a money-loser, I am a maid in the family, isn't that what you all said?"
Seeing Ma Xiulan holding such a grudge, Old Lady Song forced a smile:
"That's all in the past. Don't hold a grudge against me. After all, being a stepmother is difficult. I'm bound to favor my own child, but I'm already a good stepmother by not selling you to an old widower."
Seeing that Ma Xiulan still had a cold face, Old Lady Song continued:
"Then I'm going to apologize to you now. Don't hold a grudge against them. Mingyao and Mingzu are your brothers. You have to help them. Just teach them how to do it. They can open their own shop."
Ma Xiulan smiled and cruelly refused: "They never treated me as a sister."
Seeing that Ma Xiu Lan still refused to give in even after she had apologized, Old Lady Song knew that Huairou was no longer effective.
"I've apologized, but you still won't forgive me. Then I'll take a hemp rope and hang myself in your shop. Let your dad see how you bully us mothers."
After saying that, she took out a ball of rope from her trouser pocket. Ma Xiulan not only did not stop her, but also smiled and said:
"Why should I forgive you for the abuse I suffered at your hands when I was a child just because of your simple apology? You didn't marry me to an old widower because the betrothal gift Old Lady Wang gave you was high enough."
"As for your wish to hang yourself, that's even more to my liking. If you want to die, no one can stop you. But if you die in my shop, you'd better be careful. You might run into your precious son and grandson in the underworld right away."
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