In general, he won't die, nor will he run away. Since he can't communicate with others, how long he can live depends on how strong his spirit is.
Song Liyun was very satisfied with this result, and even Song Zhenping didn't say anything when he heard it.
He may be spared the death penalty, but he cannot escape punishment. Since he is bound by filial piety and cannot personally solve the problem, let Song Defu suffer for a few more years to atone for the evil deeds he committed in the past.
Song Liyun gave a separate congratulatory gift to her new sister-in-law, Yang Hua, and also apologized for not being able to return in time.
In the past, she would have had to think about what to give as a gift, but now it's much easier.
The cashmere yarn and blankets from the Uda tribe, along with a piece of jewelry, are all practical and useful items.
Yang Hua knew that her sister-in-law had gone to the grasslands some time ago.
She wasn't a petty person. Although she didn't know what had happened, her sister-in-law was close to the garrison and her husband's family lived on the grasslands, so there must have been something important that caused the delay.
Upon hearing that Song Liyun had returned, Manager Mu rushed over with the account books.
Han Ming also submitted the accounts of the cardboard box factory and the acorn workshop.
Before the New Year holidays, goods are frequently coming and going, and a day can easily pass just by looking at the accounts.
Before going to bed, Song Liyun sat on the edge of the kang (a heated brick bed) and removed her jewelry. Yunniang brought her hot water to wash her face.
A warm face towel on your face is just the right way to relieve the fatigue of the day.
Yun Niangzi served him, looking completely distracted.
Song Liyun didn't take out her face towel and calmly said, "Aunt Yun, I found Little Stone in the meadow. He's still alive."
"Clang!"
Yun Niangzi trembled and slammed the copper basin in her hand heavily onto the kang table.
Her voice trembled as she asked, "Miss... are you telling the truth?"
She had been waiting for these words all day, ever since the girl stepped into the house.
But she was afraid to ask, afraid to hear bad news, and preferred to wait silently.
“I’m telling the truth, Little Stone is fine, lively and energetic, without any missing limbs… it’s just that he didn’t come back with me!”
Yunniang pounded her chest, panting heavily, trying hard to suppress the urge to cry out. She whispered, "It's good that he's alive, it's good that he's alive, but why won't he come back? Doesn't he know that his mother is waiting for him day and night?"
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