Chapter 273 Buying People
After thinking this through, he no longer worried about whether to split the family or not. Anyway, the eldest brother couldn't get out, so splitting the family was a matter of sooner or later. Old Mrs. Song would always think it through.
The third house was busy packing up and preparing to leave, and Song Lao San found an excuse to secretly leave the Song family.
Song Ci looked at his back and suddenly realized that her father had also become a bad person.
Her third wife's family had earned a lot of money for the Song family, but Old Lady Song just wanted them to leave the house empty-handed without giving anything. At first, she thought her father really didn't care, but now it seems that's not necessarily the case.
She was worried, so she called Tian'er and asked her to keep an eye on things. Only then did she feel at ease to help Qiao Xianglan pack up her things.
After packing up, Qiao Xianglan had very few things that she had accumulated over the years, and they could only be packed into one box. Many of her clothes were old.
"Mom, let's go buy some new fabrics and make you some clothes. It's time for Dad to get new clothes, too."
Qiao Xianglan shook her head. "Your clothes should be changed. A little girl should wear something pretty. Your father and brother would be looked down upon if they were out and about without proper attire. Your mother and I are at home all day, so we don't need to spend money. Now that the family has split up, we don't have much money. We need to find a house and buy things, and all that money is needed. It's better to be frugal."
Song Ci remained silent, turned around and went out to the street with Wanxiang.
Walking into the fabric shop, the shopkeeper came up to greet him with a smile. Before he could introduce himself, Song Ci interrupted him and said, "Shopkeeper, show me your latest fabrics."
"Okay, okay, I'll do as the girl says right away. Ah Hu, go get the latest materials!" The shopkeeper rubbed his hands together, and from his tone, he seemed to be a big customer!
After scanning the area, Song Ci probably recalled Qiao Xianglan's favorite colors in his mind, and pointed to the indigo, dark blue, and lake green materials in front of him. "I want all three. Do you have any other materials? Bring me the best ones in your store."
The shopkeeper's eyes popped with laughter. "Hey, hey, hey, hey, go get it right away! We recently got a new material in our store. It's as thin as a cicada's wing when worn, breathable and fits the skin closely. You can even see different colors from different angles."
"Bring it here and let me see." Song Ci raised his eyebrows.
“That’s right, that’s the price…”
"Just bring it over, the price is negotiable."
The shopkeeper nodded rapidly, "Young lady, you are so generous. Huzi, Huzi, go get that piece of material from the cabinet and show it to you. Forget it, you are so clumsy, I'll do it myself!"
In the end, Song Ci bought a total of ten pieces of cloth in the store, four of which were given to Qiao Xianglan, and the remaining six pieces of cloth were given to each of the three people, two pieces.
After she finished her shopping, she left satisfied, leaving the shopkeeper with a smile on his face, saying, "Miss, come back next time you buy fabrics. I'll give you a discount."
Song Ci nodded and said he would do it next time.
That night, when Song Lan heard the news of the separation, he hurried back with an expression of disbelief and joy on his face. The family rejoiced together for a while and had a lively dinner. The table was full of dishes that everyone liked.
After dinner, Song Ci finally took out all the materials he had bought.
The three of them were stunned. Qiao Xianglan touched these fine materials very carefully, fearing that her rough hands would damage them.
"Where did you get these materials? They're... not cheap."
Song Lan picked up a piece of sky-blue fabric and muttered, "I've seen this material on a certain young master. It feels softer than the material he's wearing. Sister, did you go robbing? Otherwise, how could you get so much money to buy these?"
After he finished speaking, Song Lao San knocked him on the head, "How dare you talk about your own sister like that!"
"Dad, I was just joking!" Song Lan ran away with his head in his hands.
Song Lao San was a businessman, so he naturally knew the value of the cloth. He knew that these cloths would probably cost at least two hundred taels.
He immediately asked, "Where did you get all this money?"
Song Ci used to worry that the silver would be taken away by the Song family, but now that the family has split up, he naturally has no scruples and immediately tells everyone how he earned it.
"My dear, according to what you said, you earn more money than your father."
"I just took advantage of the situation and got lucky."
Her words could fool Qiao Xianglan and Song Lan, but Song Lao San was no fool. He glanced at Song Ci and knew that she didn't want to talk, so he didn't ask.
My daughter knows herself well. She has her own ideas, but she is definitely not a bad person.
Then, Song Ci told the story about the house.
Song Lan almost couldn't close his mouth. "You mean, you bought a house in Beijing, and it's bigger than the Song family's house now!"
At that time, I thought I would buy as big a piece as possible in order to make money by selling it in the future, and now I have used it.
The third branch has always lived in the smallest courtyard of the Song family. The houses are not far apart, and even their own small kitchen can only accommodate one person.
Now we have a big house, and the whole family can live in much more spaciously.
"Does this mean that I have found a place for my study?"
Meeting Song Lan's expectant gaze, Song Ci nodded vigorously, "Of course. My brother has a separate yard, and if you want to use that room as a study, it's all fine."
Song Lan's excitement made Song Lao San feel sad again.
All the sons from the first and second wives had their own study rooms, except his own son. He had been blinded by his own shortcomings before, but now he realized how much he owed his family.
"Mom likes to cook. The kitchen in that house is very big. We will go buy some servants later."
Qiao Xianglan thought for a moment and said, "It's best to buy one for the whole family."
Song Ci understood what she meant. If the whole family could buy it together, it would be a good thing so that their closest relatives would not be separated.
However, looking at the people at home, it seems that one family is not enough.
Song Ci immediately decided to buy two households.
But she didn't know which human traffickers in Beijing were reliable.
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Pei Ji was a little surprised to hear Song Ci was visiting, and immediately asked, "Help me change my clothes quickly."
"This one on you is quite good."
“This one has no incense.”
A Lin clicked his tongue. What happened to the young master? He didn't care about burning incense before, but now that he sees Miss Song, he treats her like her lover. Look how happy he is and he wants to dress up.
After waiting for a cup of tea, Pei Ji finally showed up. As he neared the door, he paused and said, "Alin, can you take a look at my hair and see if I need to comb it again?"
A-Lin:.........
"Sir, Miss Song has been waiting for a while."
"That's right, we can't keep her waiting for too long."
As he said that, he walked in quickly.
"Am I coming here too suddenly? Am I disturbing you?" Song Ci couldn't take her eyes off him when she saw him come in.
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