She doted on her two younger sons, especially Song Dalong. She spoiled him so much that he became a hooligan and a scoundrel, and her grandson, Song Haitao, also became a little rascal. No one in the village liked the family; everyone who talked about them found them annoying.
Song Dalong and his wife often made excuses not to go to work. Anyway, his mother had money, and at the end of the year, she would pay for them to buy work points.
Fang Jie: "Yaohui won't take your money, I believe him."
"What good is it if you believe me! I saw him come out of my room with my own eyes, and then my money was gone. If he didn't steal it, who did? It was him. You're his mother, of course you have to protect him."
“I didn’t take your money. I have no idea where you keep your money. The reason I came into your room was because Song Haitao asked me to come. He said you needed to see me and to wait for me inside.”
Song Yaohui defended himself.
"You're talking nonsense! When did I call you?"
Song Haitao vehemently denied it.
Song Yaohua: "I can testify that it was Song Haitao who called my brother here. He said that Grandma wanted to see him about something."
“You’re all family, of course you’ll speak up for him. I didn’t call Song Yaohui.”
Song Haitao vehemently denied it.
Old Mrs. Song: "Look at this! The good child you raised is a liar who will never admit his mistakes. Hand over the money now!"
"I told you my son wouldn't take your money, don't even think about falsely accusing him!"
"I'm accusing him? He's the one who stole it! School starts soon, and you don't have money for tuition, so you've come up with this scheme to steal from me. Give me the money now!"
Song Yaohui roared, "I didn't take it, how can I hand it over?"
Old Mrs. Song turned her head and said, "Da Long, go and call the brigade leader. We must make him cough up the money today."
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