Everyone in the room looked at Uncle Song in shock.
Isn’t the eldest son of the Song family the old man’s biological son?
Wu Yu opened his eyes wide, as if there was something wrong with his ears.
Song Min also looked up suddenly and looked at Uncle Song in disbelief.
How come he has never heard his father say this?
"Dad, if you didn't want me to take the house, you wouldn't have lied to me like that."
Wu Yu comforted himself.
Her family allowed her to marry Song Min because of the status of the Song family.
how……
How come Xiaoxiao is not Marshal Song’s biological child?
Then her man, Song Min, is not even of the Song family's bloodline.
Grandpa Song trembled his beard and asked, "Boss, when did you find out?"
After Uncle Song told the secret in his heart, he felt relieved and his mood eased a little.
He faced everyone's shocked gazes and said, "When you were talking to Fourth Brother, Yiyuan, and Yiyuan's wife in the study a while ago, I heard it because I was looking for you for something."
"I just know that I am not your child, but the child of a comrade who died in the war."
Grandma Song took out a handkerchief and wiped the corner of her eyes, choking up with sobs: "At that time, your biological mother and I fought together. We ate and lived together. That day, the Japanese suddenly broke through our defense line. When we retreated, your mother helped me block a bullet. The bullet hit her heart. She died before she could say a word. You were only three or four months old at the time. I didn't have any children, so I raised you as my own son."
Grandpa Song breathed a sigh of relief.
Grandpa Tong glanced at Wu Yu, who was full of disappointment and shock, and Song Min, who was stunned.
I spoke directly to Uncle Song: "Li En, you know how your parents and their brothers treated you. We outsiders have also seen it. Your parents are not so mean to their own sons. Otherwise, you, as the eldest brother, would not have always been so well behaved. Instead, your younger brothers died on the battlefield."
The moon is bright and the stars are sparse, and the breeze is blowing gently. It is the early spring season.
From a narrow and dilapidated courtyard, there was a constant sound of crying.
"My dear father, Yingying has been beaten so badly that her life is in danger, and Dajun..."
"Tomorrow I will ask Steward Li to ask the young master to be more lenient."
After saying this, Li Xu's eyes were lifeless. Now their family was in a terrible disaster!
Li Yingying had a splitting headache, and the crying around her continued, making her even more irritated and shouting, "Stop crying."
When Li Wang heard the sound, she stood up instantly and pounced on Li Yingying.
"Buddha bless you, Buddha bless you, Yingying, you are not dead."
Li Yingying was really suppressed.
After seeing the person coming towards him clearly, he found that he did not recognize him, so he asked casually, "Who are you?"
Upon hearing this, Li Wangshi froze in her tracks and burst into tears again, "Dad, has Yingying been beaten stupid?"
Li Yu went forward to look at his daughter. She seemed to be in good spirits, with bright eyes, and didn't seem to have any problems.
Li Yingying turned her eyes to the side and was stunned. It turned out that this was not the ward. Wasn't she crossing the road and hit by a speeding sports car and thrown out?
Just as she was about to think about it, her headache got worse and a wave of memories that did not belong to her popped up in her mind.
The original owner was the child of a servant in County Magistrate Li's household, a child born into a family of slaves! At the tender age of fifteen, he had been spotted by the family's only young master, Li Zhengwei, two years earlier. These children were kept under his father's control and hadn't done anything out of the ordinary.
However, as the original owner grew older, her face matured, and she looked as beautiful as a peach even without makeup. Seeing this made Li Zhengwei feel like he was in torment every day.
It so happened that County Magistrate Li had been out on some business these past two days, so yesterday Li Zhengwei ordered the steward Li Zhong to tie up the original owner and take him away to relieve his anger.
However, the original owner refused to obey and injured Li Zhengwei in many places in the 'bridal chamber'.
Li Zhengwei ordered Li Zhong to beat the original owner half to death and throw him into his own dilapidated yard.
Li Yingying held her forehead and turned her head. It seemed that she had traveled through time. Now that she was alive in the original owner's body, she had to inherit her.
Li Yingying looked at the house in front of her. There were two beds, a dining table at the main door, and four stools. It was as simple as it could be.
Mr. and Mrs. Li were too honest, cowardly and incompetent, so these people were often deducted from their monthly wages by the manager for various reasons.
Their family of four lives worse than other farmers.
"Yingying, I'm your mother." Woohoo~ Woohoo~
Li Yingying looked at the woman in front of her. She had been a slave all her life. She should be in her thirties but she looked like she was around fifty.
Li Yingying's expression relaxed, and she said to the woman:
"Mom, I'm fine. I was hit on the head, so I wasn't thinking straight just now."
When Mr. and Mrs. Li saw that Li Yingying was fine, they were relieved, but then they looked sad again.
It turned out that the original owner's brother Li Dajun saw his sister being beaten half to death, and went to find the general manager to discuss it, but he hasn't come yet.
Li Yu said with a worried tone: "Your brother went to look for Manager Li yesterday, and it's been a whole day, but he still hasn't come."
The couple were honest and timid people, so they could only wait and see since no one came. Li Yu thought that this was his only child in his generation, and if something happened to him, he would not be able to apologize to his ancestors even in the underworld.
Li Yu sat beside the bed, thinking about how to negotiate with the steward.
While Li Wang was talking to her daughter, she went to the table, poured a bowl of water and handed it to Li Yingying.
"Yingying, you've been unconscious all day. Drink some water first. I'm going to make you some rice porridge now."
Li Yingying took the bowl and only felt her throat ache when she saw the water. Just as she was about to drink the water, a metallic voice rang out in her head:
"Congratulations, Ms. Li Yingying. To make up for your untimely passing, we are presenting you with the Cultural Relics Mall system based on your current education and value."
Then, a transparent floating panel appeared in front of Li Yingying. It was a shopping mall with all kinds of goods, but the prices were marked in silver.
Li Yingying closed the product page, and a lock symbol appeared on the panel, facing the bowl in her hand.
[Beep! An ordinary Song Dynasty pottery bowl. Valued at five taels of silver. Available for sale and exchange.]
It turns out to be a modern measure of value, converted into silver for use.
Looking at Li Xu who was still sitting next to her and didn't notice anything unusual on Li Yingying's side, it seemed that only she could see it.
Two options appear on the screen: Sell and Exchange.
Li Yingying clicked on the redemption button, and thousands of products appeared to choose from.
Li Yingying entered medicine in the search bar, and received a copy each of anti-inflammatory medicine, painkiller, trauma medicine, and red lily oil.
The medicine I had just chosen appeared out of thin air on the bed in front of me.
Li Yingying quickly hid under the quilt.
After 1 second, the panel disappeared and Li Yingying's vision returned to normal.
Li Yingying didn't expect that an ordinary pottery bowl could be exchanged for so many things, and she had an idea in her mind.
"Dad, tomorrow I'll go with you to find Manager Li and ask about my brother."
Li Yu nodded absentmindedly.
Li Yingying felt sore all over and her head was hit. She lay down, took some pills and rested, wanting her body to recover as soon as possible.
Soon, Li Wangshi prepared some rice, brought it over, and called them to eat.
The thin candle flickered dimly, and I could barely make out three bowls of porridge and a bowl of pickles on the table.
Li Yingying sat on a creaking stool, picked up the bowl, and took a sip.
"Pah~"
The door was kicked open and three or four people rushed in. Li Zhong was the leader and stood in the courtyard and said:
"Li Yu, your whole family, get out here right now!"
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