Liu Weiqiang, with a cigarette dangling from his mouth, seemed to have heard something incredibly funny.
He raised his hand and stubbed out the cigarette butt into a dish that Song's mother had just put on the table but hadn't yet touched, then spat it out viciously.
"You treat me like your son? You old geezer, who do you think you are? How dare you say such a thing? I think you're tired of living!"
Other thugs chimed in, "That's right, your Song family is nothing but trash. Don't you know who our boss is? Stop trying to claim kinship with us!"
Song's mother waved her hands repeatedly, her face filled with panic:
"No, no, no, that's not what I meant. I misspoke. How could I be worthy of being Weiqiang's relative? I was out of my mind. Please don't hold it against me and forgive this old woman this time."
The younger brother who had spoken earlier immediately glared at her with utter contempt.
"How dare you call me 'Big Brother's' name? You should call me 'Master Liu,' you're really giving me too much credit!"
Sister-in-law Song Mai was also extremely anxious. She had already made arrangements for that 500,000 yuan, how could she give it away?
And where would my family get two million?
She tugged at Song Mai's sleeve and whispered, "Aren't you going to think of something? What are we going to do now?"
Brother Song Mai had never seen anything like this before.
He had only ever played around a little when he was in school, and he had never seen anything like this before. He was completely terrified.
Furthermore, since he wasn't involved in the matter to begin with, he naturally didn't want to step forward and take responsibility.
He abruptly shook off Sister Song Mai's hand, his face turning extremely ugly.
"I'll find a solution? What solution can I possibly find? Didn't you bring him here? You were the one who persuaded my mother to marry Song Mai to Liu Weiqiang. You always said how wonderful he was, so why are you silent now that things have gotten out of hand? And you want me to find a solution? If you want a solution, you go and find one yourself. I don't care."
With that, he walked straight into the bedroom, leaving the other three to face the situation.
Sister-in-law Song Mai stomped her feet several times in anger, then turned to look at Song's father:
"Dad, you're the head of the family. With something like this happening today, you should make a decision."
At home, Mr. Song has always been indecisive and always does whatever Mrs. Song says. Now that such a big thing has happened, he is completely at a loss and can't even say a complete sentence.
"I don't know, go ask your mom."
Seeing that neither of them could come up with a solution, and instead they were all hiding from the issue, unwilling to face it, Sister-in-law Song Mai immediately began to wail and scream:
"Oh dear—why is my life so miserable! The young ones are all cowardly, and the old ones are all useless. Am I, a woman, supposed to be the one charging into battle? My children aren't even grown up yet, how am I supposed to live like this!"
Her voice was high-pitched, sharp, and shrill. The atmosphere was already tense, and her demeanor made it even more unpleasant to listen to.
Song's mother glared at her:
"What are you yelling about! Your father and I aren't dead yet! What good will it do you to anger us two old folks to death? You're going to give me the two million? My son is right, this whole thing was your fault, why don't you settle it?"
Sister-in-law Song Mai was so frightened that she immediately shut her mouth and stood aside sullenly without saying another word.
Song's mother pleaded with Liu Weiqiang again, "Mr. Liu, please give me some more time, I will definitely find the person for you."
Liu Weiqiang glanced at her sideways: "Do you think I'll still believe you? How many times have you played me before? Every time you said you could find it and get it done, but what happened? You think I'm too easy to talk to, right? You've been playing me for a fool time and time again. Let me tell you, you old bastard, I'm not discussing this with you, I'm informing your Song family that not a penny less than 2 million, or don't blame me for being impolite!"
No sooner had he finished speaking than his men rushed into the bedroom and restrained Song Mai's brother.
Song Mai's brother screamed in fright:
"What are you doing! What are you doing?!"
Song's mother always cherished this son as her own life, how could she bear to see him suffer such injustice?
She immediately rushed forward to protect her son:
"Don't touch him! This has nothing to do with him!"
Liu Weiqiang grinned: "If it has nothing to do with him, then who does it have to do with? No one in your Song family can stay out of this! You can't bear to part with your son, can you? Then I'll see how far you, as his mother, are willing to go for him!"
As he spoke, he gave a wink to the two men who were holding Song Mai's brother. The two men immediately understood what Liu Weiqiang meant. One twisted his arm, and the other kicked his knee. With a "crack," Song Mai's brother's leg and arm were both dislocated.
He screamed in pain like a pig being slaughtered.
Song's mother was heartbroken. She had always cherished this son and couldn't bear to see him suffer like this.
She knelt down in front of Liu Weiqiang with a thud, tears streaming down her old face.
"Mr. Liu, we were really wrong. We'll return your one million, please forgive us!"
Upon hearing this, Sister-in-law Song Mai's face immediately turned pale:
"Mom, where would we get that much money? Five hundred thousand is already the limit."
Song's mother looked at it with eyes full of anger:
"You have to pay, whether you can or not. Do you want to watch my son die?"
Sister-in-law Song Mai was speechless, but she was indeed extremely anxious.
She knew her family's financial situation all too well. She came up with this idea precisely because she was broke. But now, she couldn't keep the 500,000 yuan and had to raise another 500,000 yuan to give to Liu Weiqiang. Once the million yuan was gone, what would be left for the family?
How will she and her son live in the future?
Liu Weiqiang didn't even look at Song's mother: "I'll say it one last time, two million. If you can't take it, then forget it. As far as I know, you have a grandson who's in elementary school. Since you can't come up with two million, I'll have my men pick up your grandson before school lets out. Maybe we can sell him for a few hundred thousand to make up for my losses."
Upon hearing this, Sister-in-law Song Mai, who had just been hesitant to give money, was so frightened that she couldn't stand up straight.
"No way! How can you buy and sell people? What does this have to do with my son? You can't do this!"
Mrs. Song was also extremely anxious: "Uncle Liu, it's not that our family doesn't want to pay this money, but we really can't afford it! You've seen our family's situation; where would we possibly come up with two million?"
Liu Weiqiang lost his patience and looked at her with a frown:
"This isn't something I should be thinking about. If you don't have money, sell the house. Just give me the money and I'll never bother you again. If you can't give me the money..."
He didn't continue speaking, but simply raised his hand to the two thugs standing next to him.
The two thugs immediately understood his meaning and walked towards the door with wicked smiles.
Sister-in-law Song Mai disregarded everything else and hurriedly pleaded with Song's mother:
"Mom, Xiaohao is your only grandson! You can't just stand by and watch him die! He's my life; how can I live without him!"
Mother Song was naturally reluctant to part with her grandson. After thinking for a few seconds, she gritted her teeth and said:
I promise you!
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