Chapter 170 I'm just the captain, not a gold digger
"Even if people look down on you, they'll look down on the Song family. You're not even a Song, so why are you worrying about it?"
Wei Shufen was speechless after being confronted.
Song Qian was an old man who was as poor as could be. He loved to drink, eat meat, and smoke.
All the money the family earned went into his belly, and Wei Shufen felt like crying.
Song Zhan said, "Mom, if you're alright, go to sleep."
As her son pushed her out, Wei Shufen finally remembered her important business.
She said, "I'll sleep with you all tonight, it's settled then, I'll sleep in the middle of you."
Song Zhan was shocked, his eyes widening: "Where are you going to sleep?"
Wei Shufen took off her shoes and climbed directly onto the bed: "I'll sleep here."
Shen Wanjun didn't react much to her outrageous actions; she had already witnessed them in the original book.
Shen Wanjun remained silent, putting pressure on Song Zhan.
Song Zhan asked directly, "Mom, what exactly do you want?"
This question struck a chord with Wei Shufen, who had come with a mission assigned to her by Song Qian.
I didn't really come here to sleep.
The work that Song Zhan assigned to Song Bao was something Song Bao couldn't do.
He absolutely refused to do the work that Huang Ya had arranged for him.
The elderly couple came here with two purposes.
One is to find Song Bao a high-paying, low-stress job that he can do for a lifetime, and another is to find him a wife.
Another option is to ask Song Zhan for a large sum of money so that he can live a carefree life for the rest of his days.
When their first goal failed, they decided to ask for money directly.
Wei Shufen had already prepared her lines: "Third son, your father and I are getting weaker every day."
“We spend a lot of money on medical treatment and medicine every day. I know you're a filial son, so you definitely wouldn't abandon us, right?”
After Wei Shufen finished speaking, she waited for Song Zhan to respond. Song Zhan really wanted to use money to send the two old guys away.
But he wasn't in charge of the household, and he wanted to hear what Shen Wanjun had to say.
If his wife asks him to give her money, he will give her money.
He wouldn't give his wife a single penny if she disagreed.
He had been outmaneuvered by Hao Yan last time, and he couldn't stop the elderly couple from arriving.
But now the money is in my wife's pocket, and nobody can take it from me.
Shen Wanjun asked with concern, "Mom, your health is getting worse every day?"
Wei Shufen then began to cry out in pain, from her arms to her legs and then to her head; there was no part of her body that didn't hurt.
Between sobs, Shen Wanjun spoke up: "Mom, didn't you say this afternoon that you'd never had a postpartum period, but you're perfectly fine now?"
She paused for a moment and then said, "So, what you said was a lie?"
Wei Shufen hadn't expected Shen Wanjun to be so eloquent, but she did have a good memory.
After thinking for a long time, she said, "I was only reporting good news and not bad news. Actually, oh my, my legs hurt so much."
Wei Shufen is a talented actress; the way she hugs her leg and grins is probably worthy of an Oscar for Best Supporting Actress.
She cried out in pain for a long time, but Shen Wanjun and Song Zhan remained unmoved.
When she was almost hoarse from shouting and couldn't keep up the act any longer, Shen Wanjun finally spoke lazily.
"Mom, all these illnesses of yours are caused by not taking good care of yourself during your postpartum period. It's all Dad's fault for not caring about you at all."
When it comes to acting skills, Shen Wanjun is no pushover either.
"Mom, you don't know that soaking your feet has many benefits, it can even cure leg pain."
She said indignantly, "It's all my dad's fault for not washing your feet and for not knowing how to pamper and serve you."
She stood up and said, "I'm going to settle accounts with him."
Wei Shufen panicked; things were developing in a direction she hadn't expected.
She quickly grabbed Shen Wanjun, took a deep breath and said, "Give me 10,000 yuan, and your father and I will go back to our hometown after we get the money."
This is a showdown; they're not going to pretend anymore.
Goodness, asking for ten thousand right off the bat, why don't they just rob a bank?
Song Zhan said with a dark face, "Mom, I'm just a regimental commander, not someone who digs for gold."
Hearing the noise, Zhang Yi pushed the door open and came in: "Aren't you guys asleep so late?"
Shen Wanjun put on her cotton slippers and pulled her along, saying, "Aunt, you've come at the right time. You'll sleep with me tonight."
Wei Shufen lay out on the bed in a starfish shape: "If you don't pay me, I'll sleep here tonight."
Zhang Yi got angry as soon as she saw her: "You shameless old woman, what's wrong with you now?"
Shen Kun, wearing a coat, leaned closer and said, "Let me see what's going on."
Wei Shufen was still throwing a tantrum when Shen Kun dragged Song Bao in front of everyone.
He whispered, "You know what to do."
After being threatened and beaten, Song Baogang's legs went weak and he almost couldn't stand up.
Shen Kun is inhuman; he even dared to hit him.
He opened his mouth, wanting to complain to Wei Shufen, but Shen Kun's dark eyes stared at him.
—If you dare say that, I dare to kill you.
Song Bao didn't dare to risk his life, so he could only say to Wei Shufen, "Mom, um, I want to sleep with you."
He reached out and pulled Wei Shufen, saying, "Let's go."
Unable to persuade her eldest son, Wei Shufen had no choice but to leave first.
In the following days, whether it was Wei Shufen or Song Qian, as long as the old couple made a fuss about demanding money.
Song Bao would get a good beating.
Song Bao was beaten nine times a day by Shen Kun, yet no obvious scars were left on his face.
Song Bao was terrified of being beaten and repeatedly begged Wei Shufen and Song Qian to return to their hometown.
Wei Shufen and Song Qian refused to go back because of money.
Three days later, the two received the money as they wished and boarded the train back to their hometown with smiles on their faces.
Zhang Yi asked Shen Wanjun, "Did you really give them ten thousand yuan?"
Shen Wanjun smiled and said, "How could that be?"
Wei Shufen, Song Qian, and Song Bao, clutching the iron box containing the money, didn't dare close their eyes for three days and three nights on the train.
The first thing I do when I get home is close the door and count my money.
The tin box was opened, and on top was a five-yuan note.
Song Qian picked up the bundle of money, weighed it in his hand, and estimated that it was about ten thousand yuan.
After removing the rubber band, it was discovered that the bottom layer was filled with ghost money, and only the top five pieces were real.
"Ah, this..."
Wei Shufen was so angry that her mouth twisted into a crooked shape, and she shouted that she was going to find Shen Wanjun to settle the score.
When I got to the gate, I realized I needed to buy a train ticket to get to the military compound.
Last time, they borrowed money from someone to buy train tickets.
All I had left in my pocket this time was the five yuan that Shen Wanjun had given me.
Song Qian didn't care about the lives of others; five yuan was enough to buy him some good cigarettes and alcohol.
He reached for the money, and Song Bao and Wei Shufen were not to be outdone.
With a ripping sound, the money was torn into three pieces.
The three looked at each other, and Song Qian said fiercely, "This is my money, and no one can take it from me."
Song Bao wasn't intimidated at all: "This is the money I'm paying for my wedding. How dare you take it?"
Wei Shufen cried out "Ouch!" and sat on the ground, clapping her hands while crying.
"My life is so miserable~~"
Seeing that she had started crying and making a scene again, she was just short of hanging herself.
Song Qian and Song Bao both showed disgusted expressions. After discussing it for a while, the father and son decided to split the five yuan in half.
"Two yuan and fifty cents each, no one loses out."
After discussing it, Song Qian planned to find something to glue the money together first.
Fortunately, it was only torn into three pieces, making it easier to glue back together.
Although Wei Shufen was unwilling to receive nothing, she had no choice but to compromise because she was being watched by her husband and son.
Just as I opened my hand, a sudden gust of wind swept in.
With a whoosh, a third of the money in her hand vanished.
Only three people remained, bewildered in the wind.
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