Returning to the Song family's land was an unplanned decision.
Unlike her sister (the original owner), Song Shuxi, who lived in the Dayong Dynasty, understood better what it meant to rise and fall together. In the face of the survival of the family, individual life and death are trivial matters.
I didn't want to go back before.
One reason is that the person who was abandoned was herself. Even if one has a sense of justice on his shoulders, once it comes to life and death, who can smile and say that he doesn't care?
The second reason is that I’m afraid of trouble.
The Song family has been able to live in peace and quiet for so many years without causing any trouble. They must have gained a lot of benefits behind the scenes.
Coincidentally, Song Shuqian has never been greedy and is very satisfied with what she has now. As for more things, she prefers to create with her own hands and move forward steadily step by step.
As for the advice given by Mr. Song before his death, she really didn't take it seriously.
Maybe he was somewhat sincere at his deathbed, but Song Shuqian had been accustomed to the clashes between various old foxes since she was a child. Even if she was emotional at the time and believed it, she had calmed down over the years and analyzed the pros and cons.
To put it bluntly, she just didn't want to get involved with the Song family. She didn't want to have more elders telling her what to do. Of course, she doesn't mind missing out on the elders who truly care about her well.
This time I returned to the Song family’s land for An An.
In other words, for profit.
An An has a big business. If he has the Song family's golden signboard, he can save himself a lot of trouble.
Song Shuxi couldn't bear to see her son suffer, so she decided to take her son back to see how many people he could win over. It all depended on An An's own ability.
She dug out the address of the Song family's land from her memory and went back with her husband and children.
In the car, Yueyue and Yangyang asked Song Shuqian, "Mom, why have I never heard you talk about the Song family in all these years?"
“I probably never thought of having any interaction with them.
The Song family is a large family that has been passed down from generation to generation. In ancient times, it was also considered an aristocratic family. How can I explain this to you?
If the Longxi Li family, the Langya Wang family, and the Hongnong Yang family are first-rate families, then the Song family is a second- or third-rate small family.
However, now that those big families are gone, these small families have quietly emerged. "
With this explanation, the children will understand. When they were young, their mother told them the history of these families, including the rise and fall of these families.
Only Wei Jianguo was confused, but he didn't care. This time he came back, he was a mascot.
Yueyue, Yangyang and Lele watched the fun and started to stir up trouble, "Brother, big brother, you must strive to be the head of the Song family, so that the Song family can be used by you."
An An rolled her eyes and said, "Why should I bother with that? We just need to go to the ancestral temple to worship and prove that we are the direct descendant of the eldest branch of the Song family.
For those who are willing to follow me, I will choose the ones that are useful. As for the others, I have the same idea as my mother, not to touch their money, as what little money they have is saved by themselves.
I want money and I can make it myself. What's more, what our mother has given us is enough for us to live a rich life for the rest of our lives. "
If it weren't for his mother feeling sorry for him, he wouldn't have come because his status was always used as an issue when negotiating with those people from so-called big families.
An An doesn't care at all. All his achievements today are due to his own hard work.
He was willing to come back and take a look, just because he wanted to know himself and his enemy. They were related by blood and were from the same clan, so there were many things that could not be avoided. If they come looking for me in the future, I have to know who they are.
The Song family's land is now called Songjia Village. Eighty percent of the families in the village have the surname Song, and the remaining 20 percent are outsiders who moved here on the county's initiative.
The county was very wary of villages with the same surname, fearing that they might band together to do something, and so they kept people on the lookout.
Therefore, people here are very restrained.
The arrival of Song Shuqian and her group caused a stir in the village.
The village chief was about the same age as Song Shuqian and didn't know her, so he was very polite. "Who are you looking for? What brings you to Songjia Village?"
Song Shuqian smiled slightly, "My name is Song Shuqian. I am a native of Songjia Village. I am here to worship the ancestors on my grandfather's behalf according to his wishes."
The village chief thought for a long time, but couldn't remember who Song Shuqian was, so he asked, "Who is your grandfather?"
Song Shuxi said her grandfather's name. The village chief's pupils shrank slightly, and he obviously thought of who that was.
"Come with me. Do you need me to help you arrange a place to stay?" The village chief sounded a little lacking in confidence when he said this.
Song Shuqian pretended not to notice, "Grandfather once said that our family had a house in the village. I wonder how the house is now?"
Looking at the momentum of this group of people and the people who followed them to protect them, the village chief was speechless for a moment.
There were countless people in the village who had their eyes on that house, including himself.
Now it has been divided into many small courtyards and distributed to villagers.
What can he say about this?
Song Shuxi naturally knew all this, and she brought it up just to test the village chief's reaction.
When the elders in the village saw Song Shuxi, they raised their hands and pointed at her, "You, you, you..."
Song Shuqian smiled appropriately, "I don't know what to call you, old men? I'm Song Shuqian, and I'm here to help my grandfather fulfill his dying wish and pay homage to the ancestors."
A group of elderly people in their sixties and seventies were trembling and unable to speak.
They are not children and know nothing. They knew too well the preferential treatment given to the legitimate descendants in the family and the responsibilities of other members of the family.
Some things are ingrained in us since childhood. For example, when seeing Song Shuxi, he would instinctively become three inches shorter.
Song Shuqian made it clear, "I came back this time just to pay my respects, and I don't care about anything else. I will leave after I finish paying my respects."
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After hearing this, everyone felt relieved.
I hope you don’t come back to settle the score.
Song Shuqian introduced them, "This is my husband Wei Jianguo, and my children, Wei Yannan, Wei Yibei, Wei Yinxing, and Wei Muyang."
After hearing what Song Shuxi said, they felt relieved and introduced the villagers to her.
Talking about the ancestral hall, several elderly people burst into tears, "It's all destroyed. Many people came at that time and said that the ancestral hall was feudal and superstitious and they smashed it.
The tablets were scattered all over the floor, and these people were hitting and stepping on them. The villagers couldn't bear to see this and started fighting with them, injuring several people.
Later, those people were worried that we would pick them up and repair them, so they burned them all.
If my father and the others hadn't fought desperately to stop it, the ancestral hall house would have been lost. "
The sadness in the old man’s eyes was evident, showing how much this incident had affected them.
The old man looked to be in his sixties or seventies, and the father he mentioned was probably no longer alive.
Song Shuqian was not affected by these words. She knew what it was like in the past few years. The Song Family Ancestral Hall was not an isolated case. "Then are there any ancestral halls now?"
“No more. The ancestral hall became the village’s granary, and later became a meeting place for the village.
Young people nowadays no longer believe in ancestral halls and are unwilling to rebuild them. "
Song Shuqian asked again, "Can it be rebuilt? Is the family tree still there?"
"Yes, that is the root of our Song family. We hid it long ago and didn't let those people find it."
Song Shuqian said "oh" indifferently, ignoring the old people's hesitation to speak.
Oh, you want me to help rebuild the ancestral hall? That’s wishful thinking.
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