Song Qingyun's eyes fell on the box on the ground. There was some dirt on the box, but she could still see the pattern on it.
It's quite nice, it's an eagle with a flower on its head.
Wang Cui hurriedly bent down to pick up the box and put it into her package very naturally.
"I wanted to put it in, but I didn't hold it firmly. Aunt San, come and sit here."
Song Qingyun didn't think much about it, smiled, and sat on the edge of the kang, "It's a pretty box."
"My grandma asked me to bring it with me. She said it would be good for me to take it with me when I go to the funeral." Wang Cui said in a low voice.
When Song Qingyun thought of Wang Po, his expression froze for a moment.
"Aunt San, don't tell anyone else. My grandma is very secretive, and my grandparents are... afraid that it will affect Zirui and me from having children." Wang Cui said with a red face.
"Well, I didn't see anything." Song Qingyun responded. She had a hunch that something was wrong, but she was not interested in the affairs of Wang Cui and Wang Po, nor did she want to get involved.
As long as they don't plot against her family.
Wang Cui felt relieved when she heard Song Qingyun say this and started chatting with her.
At around eight o'clock in the morning, everyone who had gone up the mountain came back.
Xia Weian walked in and saw Zhao Meilan and Tian Guihua sitting in the yard.
Song Qingyun was not there. He frowned and was about to speak when Song Qingyun heard the sound and came out of the house.
"For peace."
"Sister Yun." Xia Weian stepped forward, "Wash your hands, and we'll go home."
"Okay." Song Qingyun responded.
Xia Weian washed his hands, said something to Xia Jianguo and Xia Zhiqiang, and left.
They had just walked a few steps when Xia Zixuan caught up with them.
"Third uncle, third aunt."
Song Qingyun turned around and looked at Xia Zixuan. When she saw him, she would think of Old Madam Xia and Li Wu, and how they were planning to plot against her Ruokui. Her face looked very ugly.
"Aunt San, are you still angry with me?" Xia Zixuan was a man who could read people's expressions.
Song Qingyun snorted coldly, "If you have something to say, just say it. We don't have time."
Xia Zixuan didn't expect that even though he had shown such weakness, Song Qingyun still mocked him. He felt a little embarrassed for a moment, but he still stood up and took two steps forward.
"Aunt San, I know that grandma schemed against Da Niu for my sake, which made you and Uncle San sad. It was indeed my fault. I shouldn't have made things difficult for the family with my schooling."
"Otherwise, grandma wouldn't have gone to that point. After so long, I've figured it out. I'm a man of my own making. I should solve problems on my own instead of relying solely on my family."
"I followed you out today just to ask, Uncle San and Aunt San, can you forgive me?"
Xia Zixuan spoke very sincerely, and his eyes turned red as he spoke. He looked like a very remorseful boy begging for forgiveness.
But there was only coldness in Xia Weian and Song Qingyun's eyes.
"Xia Zixuan, we will never forgive you. In this life, our family relationship has been severed. There is no need for you to come to us."
"Even if you beg us to come to our door, we won't lend you money, we won't pay for your education, we won't care about anything you do. Even if one day you die before us, we won't even look at you."
Xia Weian said coldly, grabbing Song Qingyun's arm and saying, "Let's go, Sister Yun, don't waste time here."
"Okay." Song Qingyun responded.
The couple strode away.
Xia Zixuan stood there, watching Xia Weian and Song Qingyun walk away. He felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar. How could this happen?
If he had spoken so pitifully to Xia Weian and Song Qingyun in the past, they would have compromised long ago. Not only would they have come to comfort and coax him, they would have certainly been friendly. But are their hearts made of stone now?
Isn’t it because Old Madam Xia wants to sell Xia Da Niu! They are like this, how can they be so cruel? Xia Zixuan gasped, his heart full of hatred.
After he finishes high school, he will definitely be recommended to go to college. When he graduates from college and becomes a cadre, he will definitely teach Xia Weian and Song Qingyun a lesson. They are just two peasants and will not achieve much.
Sooner or later, he will take back everything that belongs to him, and everything in Xia Weian's house will be his.
Xia Zixuan withdrew his gaze fiercely and turned around, just in time to meet Xia Zichen's gaze.
"Brother." Xia Zichen called out.
"Xia Zichen, why are you here? Are you here to laugh at me?" Xia Zixuan said coldly.
Xia Zichen shook his head.
"No, my father asked me to ask the captain when I could take the money that the police had deposited at the brigade headquarters back home. I just happened to see my brother there."
"Uncle San and Aunt San only have disgust and resentment towards us now, so don't try to ease their relationship anymore. It's useless."
"What's more, if it weren't for you, how could grandma do that? You are the person that Third Uncle and Third Aunt hate the most." After saying this, Xia Zichen strode away.
The light in Xia Zixuan's eyes became even colder. Xia Zichen was just a little bastard, and he actually dared to talk to him like that. Sooner or later, he would crush the spines of everyone in the Xia family.
Xia Zixuan turned around and went back to the yard.
Wang Cui had packed her things by now. She walked over to Xia Zirui and said, "Zirui, let's go back."
Just as Xia Zirui was about to nod, Zhao Meilan rushed over.
"Zi Rui, your marriage to Wang Cui was arranged by your grandfather. Now that your grandfather is gone, this marriage is over. Mother doesn't agree with you marrying into the family, so go home."
As soon as Zhao Meilan said this, Xia Jianguo was stunned. How could he get back the son he had thrown away with great difficulty? Doesn't that mean he has to raise another child?
"Meilan, what nonsense are you talking about?" Xia Jianguo said hurriedly.
"What nonsense am I talking about? What good family would let their son marry into the family? Dad was foolish back then and forced us to do this. Now that he's gone, isn't it only natural for him to come back?"
Zhao Meilan is confident and justified.
Tian Guihua stood by, with her arms folded across her chest, looking at Wang Cui proudly.
What he meant was: Look, we told you not to act arrogantly with us! We told you not to show off with us! Now it seems you are just a slut who has been kicked out!
Wang Cui didn't care what Zhao Meilan said, she just tilted her head and looked at Xia Zirui.
"Zirui, you make your own choice, do you want to stay here or go home with me and be my son-in-law?" After Wang Cui said this, she looked at Xia Zirui steadily.
Xia Zirui walked straight to Wang Cui without any hesitation.
"I've already agreed to marry into the family. Wang Cui and I have already had a wedding banquet at home. This is set in stone. It can't be overturned just because Grandpa is gone."
"Mom, please don't be confused. Besides, it was Grandpa's idea to let me marry into the Wang family. Grandpa just died, and you're going against his wishes. How can Grandpa die in peace?"
Xia Jianguo immediately responded loudly, "You unfilial thing, how could you break your promise right after Dad left? Aren't you going to make Dad's death uneasy?"
As Xia Jianguo said this, he raised his hand and slapped Zhao Meilan!
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