Chapter 282: Risking one's reputation and causing trouble
The thought of bowing to Song Lao San made Old Lady Song's face tremble with anger. "You, you actually asked me to bow to that bastard!"
"Mother, the overall situation is the most important thing. The most urgent thing is to call my third brother back. Now that something has happened at home, everyone should work together."
Old Lady Song was annoyed. "He's grown too powerful. Even if I'm willing to sacrifice my reputation, he might not appreciate it."
"How would you know if you don't try? The third child has cared about you the most since you were little. As long as you're willing to say some nice words to coax him, he will definitely change his mind."
After thinking for a while, Old Lady Song snorted coldly, "Okay, I'll do as you say. When I coax him back, I'll definitely deal with Song Ci and that vixen from the Qiao family. The third child is disobedient, and they must have said something behind his back. Especially that Song Ci, why didn't I see that before? She's full of tricks, she's really not a good person."
"As long as the third brother comes back, everything will be up to mother." Song Laoer didn't care about these things. In his eyes, as long as Song Laosan came back, he didn't need to worry about how the family would make a living.
As for what will happen to the third wife, it has nothing to do with him. After all, she is an unimportant person.
Before leaving, Song Lao San instructed, "Take the remaining set of tea sets at home. Lao San has no money for moving, and I'm afraid there is not even a decent tea set at home. It would be rude for us to go empty-handed."
"It's a waste to give him such a nice tea set."
"And take the set of dishes and chopsticks too."
"Why don't you just give him your entire home? He doesn't deserve such a good thing!"
Listening to Old Lady Song's mumbling complaints, Old Second Song frowned but said nothing. Why didn't he realize that his mother was so noisy before?
When they arrived at the door of the house, the three of them waited for a long time before someone came to open the door. It was Qing Ping'an. He looked at everyone with a smile and immediately recognized the entourage around Song Lao Er who was shouting and yelling that day. The smile on his face immediately faded.
"I wonder what's the big deal about you suddenly visiting me today?"
Qing Ping'an's tone was quite polite, but his attitude was not really good.
Before Song Lao Er could recover from the shock of the fact that the third son's family had actually hired a servant, Old Lady Song exploded first, "Tell Song Lao San to come out with me. How can you ask a servant to open the door when your own mother is here?"
Mother? Qing Ping'an glanced at Old Lady Song suspiciously.
They don't look alike. Although my master's skin is a little darker and rougher, he is still handsome. This old woman is not only crude, but also has triangular eyes and high cheekbones. No matter how you look at it, she and my master don't look like mother and son.
"Allow me to go in and report..."
Unexpectedly, Old Lady Song didn't give him any chance at all. She relied on her old age and plump body to force the door open through the crack. Qing Ping'an was afraid that this was really the master's mother, and if he hurt her, what would happen if the master blamed him?
He was forced to retreat again and again and didn't dare to really take action.
Qiao Xianglan's maid Qiao'er happened to be passing by with something in her hand. Seeing her father being forced to retreat by a group of people, she hurried over.
"Who are you and how dare you break into this house?"
“Pah.”
"I'm going to beat you up, you idiot! This house is rented by my son. You servants, don't you have eyes? You even dare to contradict me."
Qing Ping'an felt choked up when he saw his daughter being beaten. Seeing that Old Lady Song was about to reach out, he quickly pulled Qiao'er behind him.
"Old lady, the little girl is ignorant and doesn't know your identities. Please don't bother with her."
"Then I want to make a fuss about it today."
"I was wondering who it was, shouting and being so arrogant, it turns out it's you Song family members here."
Hearing the familiar voice, Old Lady Song turned her head and saw Song Ci standing not far away, looking at her with a fake smile. She immediately became furious, "What do you mean by Song family? Aren't you a Song family member? Even if your family is separated, you are still connected even if your bones are broken!"
"Song Ci, she is your grandmother." Song Lao Er scolded coldly.
"Grandmother? We've already split up the family and severed our relationship. How can she be called a grandmother? Now if anyone comes to my house and says they're my grandmother, do I have to acknowledge them?"
"I know your family is upset, but we are a family after all. If you have something to say, sit down and talk it out."
Song Ci didn't look at her, but instead instructed Wanxiang, "Take Qiao'er downstairs to see her injuries and ask a doctor to treat her properly. If medicine is needed, they will pay for it since they came here and beat up our servants."
Wanxiang narrowed her eyes and glanced coldly at Old Lady Song and her group before saying, "Yes."
One side of Qiao'er's face was red and swollen. She felt wronged and her eyes were almost swollen like peaches from crying. Wanxiang coaxed her and gave her some candy, and Qiao'er finally stopped crying.
When Qing Ping'an saw this scene, he sighed, "My master is such a good person."
For example, it's useless to appease other families. They never treat their servants as human beings.
And judging from the master's attitude towards these people, it is clear that the relationship is not good.
"How dare you ask us for money! She's just a slave! What's so valuable about her?" Old Mrs. Song spitted as she walked towards Song Ci. But before she got in front of her, she was stopped by Qing Ping'an with a cold face.
"Who the hell are you? How dare you stop me?"
"You want to do something to our young lady, but you can't."
"Hey, what the hell are you?"
Song Ci watched this scene and instructed, "Manager Qing, don't be polite. They say my grandmother is my relative, but that doesn't count. My father and I don't recognize her."
These words were like a drop of water dropped into a frying pan, and the scene exploded instantly.
The sounds of Song Lao Er and Song Lao Tai scolding were endless.
Old Mrs. Song relied on her age and kept pushing forward, trying to get in front of Song Ci and teach her a lesson, and the result was.
He fell down with a "thump".
"Oh my waist, this is so unfair! You, a servant, actually dared to lay hands on me. I will beat you to death!"
Qing Ping'an was well prepared and raised his hands high to prove that he did not do anything.
"You pushed forward yourself and didn't squeeze past me, so you fell down. What does it have to do with me?"
"I don't care. Where's the third brother? Tell him to come out. I want to beat this slave to death. He has no sense of propriety. This man attacked his own mother, and he just stood there and did nothing. Be careful if this gets out and people start to criticize him."
"Mother?"
Song Laosan arrived at some point and just watched the scene indifferently.
"Third brother, please speak a fair word. Look at your servants and your good daughter. They are almost bullying your mother to death! How can you be worthy of me if I don't beat them to death today?"
She pounded the ground, cried and made a fuss, until she felt sweat on her back, and then she realized that Song Lao San didn't say a word.
She looked up and saw that Song Lao San's eyes were calm as he looked at her as if she were a stranger.
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