Chapter 283: The final fig leaf is torn off and the truth is revealed
Her heart skipped a beat and she immediately felt something was wrong.
"Mother? You're nothing but a liar, and you dare to yell at me!"
"What!" Song Lao Er frowned, "Lao San, what are you talking about? How can you speak to your mother like that?"
Aunt Song, who was standing beside him, had flickering eyes. She looked at this and that, her face pale and she didn't say a word.
"She's not my mother. I'm afraid she didn't dare tell anyone. That's right. How could she dare tell anyone about something so damnable?"
"You, what nonsense are you talking about? I don't understand."
Seeing that she was still pretending, Song Lao San began to talk, "Whether I am your biological son or not, we can send someone back to the village to inquire and find out. I think no matter how covert you are, someone will know, right? Speaking of which, I suddenly remembered the aunt next door. When I was a child, she often said, 'I am not your son.' At first, I thought she was talking nonsense, but now it seems that the aunt probably knows something. Will you tell me yourself, or should I go back and find someone to testify? Then we can go to the government office and make a scene to see who is right and who is wrong."
Song Laoer felt as if struck by a bolt from the blue. He had long noticed that his mother's attitude towards the third child was different from that towards himself and his eldest brother. He even suspected that the third child was not his biological son. Unexpectedly, his youthful guess turned out to be true.
So, whose child is the third child? Why did he end up in the Song family?
"You, are you really going to be so ruthless? Even if I'm not your biological mother, I raised you!"
Song Lao San glanced at her and suddenly laughed for a while. "I went to work with you at the age of three, and collected firewood for the whole family at the age of five. I always ate what you left over, and my clothes were always the ones your two sons had worn out and couldn't patch up. At the age of nine, I helped out in the restaurant, thinking I could finally go to school. In the end, you called me back after two years. I have been working like a slave for the Song family to earn money. The clothes your two sons wear have to be paid for their education, and that money is not earned by me!"
"This is what you should do! You are just a bastard, do you think you can eat and drink for free?"
"Yes, but all you've done for me over the years has already been paid back."
"You're dreaming about leaving the Song family completely!" Old Mrs. Song grinned, as if she could only be happy when she saw the third brother Song suffering.
"Go ahead and make a fuss. It's a good opportunity to let everyone in Beijing know about this. Maybe... my parents are in Beijing."
Old Lady Song's pupils shrank. "You bastard, you're dreaming! You'll never be able to find it back in your lifetime! Without my help, without the things you had back then, it would be like looking for a needle in a haystack if you want to find it."
Seeing that Old Lady Song still wanted to control herself and was still threatening him with those things, Old Third Song just found it funny.
Fortunately, fortunately he rescued those servants and redeemed Huanyun.
Huanyun has been serving Old Lady Song personally. Even though she has been doing it in a covert way, she has discovered many secrets over the years.
The fire in the Song family's house was set by Huanyun, and Huanyun also stole his childhood things during the chaos.
I'm afraid that Old Lady Song still thinks that those things have been burned clean, and she still wants to use them to threaten me.
"It doesn't matter."
Seeing that he really didn't seem to care, Old Lady Song became anxious, "You really don't care? I still have some of your childhood belongings. Think carefully, without these things, you'll never find your family in this lifetime."
"You keep it."
"You're crazy! If you just listen to me, and we go home and pretend nothing ever happened, and rescue your brother, I'll return these things to you."
"Will you give it back to me?" Song Lao San mocked, "I'm afraid you will keep using these things to threaten me."
Having her thoughts exposed, Old Lady Song felt a little guilty.
But more of it is anger.
Why is this bastard so tough now? He deserves to be tortured to death in my hands, not only him, but also everyone in the third room.
Song Lao Er was extremely shocked and knew that it was impossible to make peace at the moment. If he had known that Old Lady Song would come today and destroy the last layer of face, he would never have come like this.
The pavilion was right next to them, and the servants soon brought tea. Song Ci had been talking for a long time, and his mouth was dry. He sat down, picked up the teacup and drank the tea slowly.
When Song Laoer saw the tea set in her hand, his throat tightened and his eyes were filled with disbelief.
This tea set is made of top-quality white jade porcelain bowls. How could the third brother have them? Not to mention the high price, even if there was a price, there would be no market for them.
And the fragrance of this tea, he had seen good things before. When he was studying, the children of wealthy families around him all drank this kind of tea, the tea soup was clear and smelled sweet.
Where did the third brother get the money?
Everything that happened before his eyes was beyond Song Lao Er's expectations. Shouldn't the third family be poor and destitute?
How can they afford such good tea with so many servants?
Song Lao Er was too jealous and shocked that he couldn't hide his expression. All of this fell into Song Ci's eyes. She snorted and was too lazy to play a role with the Song family anymore. Soon, it would be the turn of Song Lao Er's family to be in trouble.
In the end, Old Lady Song and the other two were driven out. Old Second Song was pushed and staggered, almost losing his balance. The teacup in his hand fell to the ground and broke into pieces.
Qing Ping'an stood at the door, looking at the broken porcelain, deep in thought. To Song Laoer's eyes, it was like a slap in the face.
The third brother's family uses such good things, but they bring these inferior things to the door, which is simply a slap in their own face.
It’s a pity that Old Mrs. Song is reluctant to let it go. People don’t even like it!
On the way back, Old Lady Song kept holding her waist and complaining in pain. There was no other way, so Old Second Song could only spend a few dozen coins to call a carriage. The Song family could not afford a carriage now.
Old Mrs. Song was really injured. No matter how fat she was, she fell hard.
Her waist is hurting terribly now.
Seeing the second son's family was about to leave, he hurriedly called out to his second son's wife, "Don't go. If you leave, who will take care of me? My waist hurts so much now. Please help me go in."
Second Aunt Song glanced at Second Song aggrievedly, and realized that the other party hadn't noticed at all and was still immersed in his previous discovery.
She wiped her eyes with a handkerchief and said, "Mother, it's not that I don't want to serve you, but my body can't serve me. I have to take medicine all day long. The doctor said I can't get tired..."
"When the third son's wife was here, she wasn't in good health either. How could she have waited on me all day and all night?"
Aunt Song muttered to herself that she was stupid.
"Second son!" Seeing that her second daughter-in-law was unwilling, Old Lady Song raised her voice.
Song Lao Er came back to his senses and frowned, "Mom, she's not in good health. If she falls ill, it will cost money to see a doctor and buy medicine. We don't have much money at home now. I see that you are in good health and your voice is full of energy. You should rest early."
Having said that, he left with his wife.
Old Mrs. Song was dumbfounded. She cried and slapped the bed for a long time, calling her son an unfilial son.
She suddenly missed the time when the third brother's family was around. The third brother was filial and his wife was a good woman....
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