Chapter 673: Separation
Old Mrs. Song was unwilling to do so and protected her youngest son, insisting that it was the original body's granddaughter who was talking nonsense and trying to damage her reputation as an elder. She cried and said that the original body was disrespectful to elders and was corrupted by her daughter-in-law.
The original person knew that if she couldn't explain it clearly, not only would she be looked down upon by the villagers, but her parents would also be implicated for not disciplining them properly, so she made up her mind and swore a poisonous oath.
"My dear elders, I, Song Lianyi, swear that if I tell even a single lie, I will be struck by lightning and die a miserable death. After death, I will be a wandering ghost and will not be able to be reincarnated!"
This oath was already quite poisonous, even the peace after death was included in the oath. Farmers valued oaths and believed in ghosts and gods, so half of them believed what the original body said at that moment.
The original body then repeated word for word what Old Song and Song Dashan had said when they were planning, and now everyone believed it.
Because the original body was a ten-year-old girl who had never even left the village, how could she know which family in the town wanted to buy someone, and even mentioned the name and how much money they had.
Song Dachuan knelt on the ground and said in tears:
"Mom! Lianyi is your granddaughter! How can you sell my flesh and blood for your little brother?"
Zhang Huiniang's mother was the first to stand up and curse:
"Song, you old hag! You are so unkind! You actually want to sell your granddaughter to marry your youngest son. Have you asked my Zhang family? Lianyi is also my granddaughter. She has half of my Zhang family's blood!"
The last fig leaf was also removed. The village chief did not stand on the side of the old Song family, but after all, the other party was from Songjia Village. If the old Song family had a bad reputation, it would not be good for their Songjia Village.
Finally, the village chief called Mr. Song, Song Dachuan, and Zhang Huiniang's parents, and went into the house alone. After an hour of discussion, it was decided that Song Dachuan would leave the house with nothing! He gave up the five acres of land, the house, and the money that were supposed to be allocated to him. This was considered as the money he gave to his parents for their retirement. In the future, he would not care about his parents except when they were sick or dead.
After all, he was neither the eldest son nor the youngest son, and his mother was heartbroken and almost had no descendants. It was considered filial piety for him to leave home with nothing and leave some money for his parents to live on in their old age, and no one else could complain.
Old Master Song was actually not happy about it. His second son was the most capable one. Apart from having a sickly grandson who was a burden, he was very satisfied with everything else.
But when things got to this point, he knew that the second son's family had already alienated them. In addition, his own wife was planning to sell her granddaughter. Even if they lived under the same roof, they would dislike each other. It would be better for them to separate now.
After writing the documents for dividing the property, Song Dachuan decisively took his wife, son and daughter to his father-in-law's house. He did not mind being embarrassed and simply said that he was going to the town to do odd jobs as he was afraid that he would not be able to take care of his injured wife and children. Now he had nothing except a few pieces of underwear and needed help from his father-in-law's family.
Song Dachuan said this, but everyone could tell that he was worried that when he was not with his wife and children, his family would have evil intentions and want to sell their daughter again.
Old Song's face flushed red, and he had no place to vent his anger, but things had come to this point and there was nothing else he could say. He could only watch as the Zhang family packed up the valuables in his second son's room and drove a ox cart taking Zhang Hui Niang and her family away from Songjia Village that same day.
As a man, Song Dachuan was very responsible. When he arrived at Songjia Village and entered Hui Niang's house, he first bowed and thanked the Zhang family in the main room.
Then he took out a small cloth bag wrapped in several layers of rags from his arms. When he opened it, there were copper coins, silver coins, and a silver bracelet for a baby. In front of the Zhang family, he gave them all to the parents of Zhang Huiniang, the head of the Zhang family, and then he said:
"Dad, Mom, thank you for seeking justice for Hui Niang today and for being willing to take in our family of four. I know that we are not rich, and our family of four needs money for food and drink. It is winter now and we cannot build a house. Please accept this money and let Hui Niang take good care of herself. It is my incompetence that made Hui Niang suffer this time."
Zhang Hui Niang's eyes turned red as she held her baby son in her arms. She wiped away her tears and said to her parents:
"Dad, Mom, this is not Dachuan's fault. He worked hard in the town in such a cold weather for the sake of the child in my belly. He also protects me on weekdays. It's just that mother-in-law..."
She couldn't continue talking at this point. After all, she had lost a child and also her fertility. It was impossible for her to say that she didn't hate Old Mrs. Song.
Zhang's mother's eyes also turned red. She took her daughter's hand and said:
"My poor daughter!"
The mother and daughter were wiping their tears, while Zhang's father was more practical and said directly to Dachuan:
"Dachuan, I'll take the money you gave me. Let Hui Niang stay in confinement for the whole winter. You and your family will spend this winter with us. When spring comes, we'll see what you plan to do. Will you build a house in Zhangjia Village or go back to Songjia Village? It's up to you to decide. Your family will definitely help you."
"Thank you, Dad. Your words are enough. I want to settle down directly in Songjia Village and build a house here. Hui Niang is close to you, so she can take care of you if anything happens.
In Zhangjia Village, I have already torn my face with my younger brother. My mother is very biased. I don’t know how much she hates me and Hui Niang. If I move back, will they use their status as elders to oppress Hui Niang and the children? Now that I have come out, I don’t plan to go back. "
Song Dachuan was very decisive and spoke directly.
If Old Man Song heard this, he would definitely find it harsh, but to Hui Niang's parents, they knew that this son-in-law was completely on their daughter's side, so they were naturally very satisfied.
Besides, Song Dachuan was not just talking, he had no intention of taking advantage of the Zhang family for nothing. The silver he took out was at least three taels, enough for a family of four to use for the winter. Even Hui Niang's four brothers felt that Song Dachuan was a man of integrity and worthy of help.
The family of four finally lived a peaceful life. Hui Niang was in her own family, so she naturally didn't have to worry about other people's faces. Besides, her husband was very hardworking and gave money to his family. She could rest assured to take care of her health and take care of her youngest son. Yuan Niang was also very considerate in her maternal grandparents' home, helping with some work within her ability and taking care of her mother and younger brother.
After Song Dachuan settled his wife and children, he went straight to the town and found a job carrying heavy bags in a cart shop. The more he carried, the more he earned, and he saved some money during the winter.
After the spring, with the help of the Zhang family, Song Dachuan settled down in Songjia Village. He used the money he saved in the winter to build a row of adobe houses. There were only three houses: the main house, bedroom and kitchen. The yard was surrounded by bamboo, so he finally had his own place.
Of course, the money was all spent. Song Dachuan had no land in Zhangjia Village, so he continued to go to the town to do odd jobs from dawn to dusk.
My dears, I have a family dinner today, so I am late in typing. Here is one photo first. There are more before 10 o'clock. Thank you for your understanding~
(End of this chapter)
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