Chapter 117 Song Lan dropped out of school! Where did this great scholar come from?
When people came, Song Ci felt a pang of sadness when he saw his father. His father had lost a lot of weight and his face was a little pale. It was obvious that he had suffered a lot on the way.
Tian'er followed not far behind him, looking fine, but also a little tired.
"Miss."
Song Ci was grateful: "I'm glad you're back. Thank you for your hard work."
With all the chaos going on outside, what good would it do even if her father was smart? He was just an ordinary person with no real fighting skills. She could think along the way that if it weren't for Tian'er's protection, she might not have made it back.
Tian'er smiled and said, "I'm not tired. Fortunately, I have fulfilled my mission and brought the Third Master back."
"Go back and wash up and rest."
The rest of the people stood in the middle of the room in order, including Song Han from the first wife, Song Yong from the second wife, and Song Ci's brother, Song Lan.
Seeing her brother's young and lively face, Song Ci's eyes were sore and she tried her best to control her emotions.
Song Lan seemed to have noticed something, turned his head and smiled at Song Ci, muttering softly, "You were stunned when you saw your brother."
Song Ci: "I'm glad you're back."
These words soothed Song Lan's anxious heart of the past few days.
Old Lady Song asked several people about their studies and lives. When it came to Song Lan, her tone was obviously perfunctory. However, she was already used to such things and did not feel dissatisfied.
"Han'er has lost weight. These clothes look empty on him." Old Mrs. Song was dissatisfied. "Third brother, I asked you to go and pick them up. How come the child has lost so much weight? How can you be the third uncle?"
Song Lao San said bitterly, "It was not a peaceful journey. If we were not lucky, I am afraid we would not be able to come back."
Old Lady Song snorted coldly, "They are your own nephews, and you, as an uncle, didn't take good care of them and still made excuses. It's really not decent."
"Yes, it's my son's fault." Song Laosan didn't want to argue. His heart, which was so excited when he returned home just now, was now completely cold.
Song Han smiled and said, "Grandma, don't blame Third Uncle. He has been taking care of us all the way, so naturally all the delicious food is given to him. It's okay for us to be a little tired."
"What!" Old Lady Song was furious. "Third brother, you ate all the delicious food, and the children are hungry? Do you act like an elder?"
Song Lao San was inconsolable. Where was there anything good to eat along the way? It was just dry food and steamed buns.
Song Han and Song Yong were used to being spoiled by the Song family and refused to eat these dry foods, so he ate them all. How come all the delicious food is given to him?
"Mom, it's not like that..."
"Grandma, don't get me wrong. Uncle San is very good to us, and we don't care about these little things." Song Han "kindly" helped to explain.
As a result, Old Lady Song became even angrier, and the good atmosphere was gone. Old Third Song was scolded and then walked out of the main hall.
During this period, Song Lan was dissatisfied and spoke a few words on behalf of Song Lao San, but he was also scolded and directly belittled to nothing.
Song Lan had grown up surrounded by prejudice and was no longer surprised by these behaviors. He wasn't disappointed. He just felt bad for his father, who had given so much and still got scolded.
"Dad, is the wound on your back better?"
Just as Song Lao San was about to wink at his son, his son blurted out everything, and it was too late to remind him.
"I, I'm fine."
"Dad, what's wrong with your back? Let me help you take a look."
Song Lao San waved his hand and said no, so Song Ci threatened him with his mother. Song Lao San had no choice but to surrender.
He knew Qiao Xianglan's personality. She was always worried about him, so he absolutely couldn't let her know that he was injured, otherwise he wouldn't know what to do.
Back in the house, Song Ci applied medicine to her father personally. Looking at the knife wound on his back that was so deep that the bone was visible, her eyes turned red and she sniffed to stop the tears from falling.
"Dad is fine, it's just a wound, it will heal soon."
Song Lao San wanted to comfort his daughter, but the next second, a sharp pain came from his back. He gasped, "It hurts, it hurts..."
"You still feel the pain. Didn't you say it was nothing?" Song Ci then lightened his movements.
She knew that her father didn't want her to worry, but she also felt sorry for him, as he had given so much and still got scolded.
"You must not let your mother know about this, otherwise she will cry again."
When talking about his wife, Song Lao San smiled. "Your mother has suffered a lot following me. Dad and Brother Zhang are doing business, and we should be able to reap some rewards next year. I will definitely let you two and your mother live a good life."
Song Ci nodded heavily, yes. They will definitely live a good life.
Seeing this, Song Lan also felt a little sad, but he has always been a carefree person. He rubbed his eyes and shouted that he was hungry.
"I haven't eaten any meat along the way, and my stomach is empty."
Song Ci laughed at him, "I have asked someone to arrange the meal."
Speaking of this, Song Lao San felt a little disappointed and looked towards the main hall. If nothing unexpected happened, the first and second wives, as well as Old Lady Song, would be having dinner in the main hall at this moment.
Song Ci saw what he was thinking and tried to make him happy. "Brother, your grades have always been good. Can you take the exam next year? If you pass, you can become a scholar."
Talking about his son's studies, Song Laosan finally felt much better. His biggest regret was that he had no talent for studying and did not continue to study. He just hoped that his son could study well.
Song Lan looked embarrassed and touched his nose. "I haven't had time to tell you... I dropped out of school."
In an instant, the whole room fell silent.
Song Lao San didn't care about his wounds and stood up excitedly, "What did you say, you dropped out of school!"
As he spoke, he raised his hand to hit him, but Song Lan was as agile as a monkey, and the injured Song Lao San had no chance of catching him!
"Dad, listen to me, I'll explain to you, I have my reasons!"
"What do you need to explain? I sent you there so you could study hard, and yet you secretly dropped out without telling me."
"I didn't hide it from you. When my eldest and second brothers wrote home, I asked them to bring a message to you."
"What message did you bring? How come I don't know!"
Song Lan was puzzled, "I clearly said that."
Song Ci's eyes flashed with confusion, and she quickly asked, "Why on earth did you drop out of school? Didn't your teacher say that you were very smart and had a talent for studying?"
Song Laosan didn't chase after his son anymore. He sighed heavily and sat down, waiting for his explanation.
"I also dropped out after careful consideration. Not long ago, a great scholar came to the academy and asked me a few questions during a random test of my knowledge. After I answered, he said that I had no talent for studying. Instead of wasting my time here, I should find another way out as soon as possible."
"Great scholar? What a bullshit great scholar!" Song Lao San was almost mad with anger.
"I heard that he used to be the prince's teacher, and he's highly respected. What he said...don't you think Dad would believe it? Besides, I already promised Xiuxiu...I'll go with Dad into business and earn enough money to marry her soon."
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