Chapter 45 Selling Flowers 2
Her mother spent a lot of money to find that flower for her.
I heard that the Queen also liked this flower very much. She wanted to find an opportunity to show it to the Prince and let the Queen know about it.
"Big sister, the Song family is almost out of food now, and you are still thinking about a pot of flowers. Do you want the whole family to starve?"
Song Rouxi was just about to say that they were not starving, but when she thought of the lies her grandmother and father and second uncle had just made up, she suddenly didn't know how to continue.
"But...but a pot of flowers is not worth much."
"Is this flower called Moon Orchid? I heard a pot of it costs fifty taels."
Song Rouxi couldn't believe it. How did Song Ci know the name of this flower and its value? How could she, a vulgar person who didn't know much about flowers and plants, know that?
The moon orchid is so precious that it usually takes ten gardeners to tend to a single pot of it, carefully nurturing it to full bloom. This flower is delicate and will die if not handled properly. Few people in the capital can cultivate this precious flower, and Song Rouxi begged Li Yao for a long time before finally receiving this pot of flowers.
Because I heard that the Queen Mother loved this flower very much, and I wanted to take this opportunity to make a good impression.
"Yes...so what? This flower cannot be sold."
Song Ci narrowed her eyes slightly: "It seems that in Big Sister's eyes, the relatives of the Song family are not as precious as this pot of moon orchid."
"You're talking nonsense." Song Rouxi retorted sharply.
"Am I talking nonsense? Then why doesn't my eldest sister want to sell? Grandmother said that the family is in financial difficulty, and I am trying to find a solution. We, the third branch, are living frugally, so wouldn't my eldest sister be willing to sacrifice a little for the family as well? If everyone in the family is so selfish, then we don't have to hand over all the money my third branch earns in the future like we do now."
"How can this be possible? Song Ci, you little bitch, what nonsense are you talking about!" When Old Mrs. Song heard that it involved handing over silver, she reacted very violently.
"Mom, I think Xiaoci is right. A family should act like a family. Our third room is reluctant to eat or drink, but our eldest niece has raised such a precious pot of flowers. It can't be eaten or worn."
When they heard Song Lao San speak out in support of Song Ci, the eldest and second Song Lao were surprised and their eyes darkened.
It seems that today's matter cannot be easily resolved.
"Selling flowers?" Li Yao knew the use of his daughter's flowers and naturally refused: "No! Rouxi likes this flower..."
Qiao Xianglan watched from behind as Li Yao firmly protected Song Rouxi. Meanwhile, Song Ci, standing across from her, stood motionless, her frail frame outlined by her thin clothing in the breeze.
She felt something in her heart and took a few steps forward, saying in a low voice: "Sister-in-law, you are spoiling the child too much..."
Li Yao looked disdainful and angrily said, "Third sister-in-law, do you have the right to speak here? You are a merchant's daughter, do you know what flowers are?"
Song Ci had already prepared herself mentally. Her mother was weak and being able to speak for her was already her limit. However, she didn't expect Qiao Xianglan to mutter in a low voice, "But I also know that family is the most important thing."
"You! A merchant's daughter, yet you talk about money all the time. How vulgar." Li Yao looked directly at Qiao Xianglan with sharp eyes.
Qiao Xianglan trembled when her sore spot was touched. Song Ci keenly noticed that her mother's hands were clenched tightly, as if she was trying hard to endure something.
"Merchants? The Song family doesn't need money for food, clothing, housing, and transportation. Aunt doesn't need to earn money herself. She only needs to wait for food and drink at the Song family every day. She can be so noble and proud indeed."
Li Yao's chest heaved with anger. He didn't expect to be contradicted by a junior.
"That's enough!" Old Lady Song said angrily, "Don't talk about this anymore."
"Mother." Amidst the commotion, Song Lao San spoke with a rare firmness, "If this farm has nothing to do with our Third Branch, I won't sell these flowers today. In the future, I will only give 80% of the money I earn outside to my family. I should use the remaining 20% to plan for myself and my family."
Old Lady Song immediately flew into a rage: "Old Third, what nonsense are you talking about! Why don't you pay?"
"Then please do as your son says."
Old Lady Song was already short-tempered. Seeing the three houses now twisted into a rope, the whole family seemed to be of one mind...
She bit her tongue tightly and held back from saying anything more unpleasant.
She was almost pissed off by Song Lao San! When did he start to learn to refute her words?
But if she didn't agree now, what else could she do? The Song family still relied on the third branch. The money earned by the third branch supported the entire Song family. 80%? 80% was not enough! That money should have been hers.
"Okay, I'll listen to you." Boss Song said.
"This..." Old Mrs. Song was shocked.
The eldest brother of the Song family patted Old Lady Song on the shoulder and said, "Third brother, what you said makes sense. We should put our family first. Let's sell these flowers. I will also have people take back all the fruits, vegetables, chickens, ducks and geese from the farm."
Old Lady Song's heart was bleeding. She wanted to keep these things privately and give them to herself and the first and second wives. At worst, they could sell them for a fortune! The thought of giving these things to the third wife made her eyes go dark with anger.
How can the third wife be worthy of you! What a bunch of vile things.
"One more thing..."
On the way back, Song Laosan was thinking about what happened today. Suddenly, he looked up at Song Ci's back as she looked out the window. He always felt that what happened today might be related to his daughter?
Qiao Xianglan couldn't hide her happiness. After all, this was a rare benefit for the third house, and her mother-in-law, who was so stingy and difficult to deal with, actually agreed to it.
She was also worried. She could tolerate such poor food, but her daughter was weak and her husband was busy all year round. How could she tolerate the poor food?
In the carriage of the first and second wives of the Song family, Song Rouxi burst into tears.
"Grandma, these flowers can't be sold."
Old Mrs. Song was full of anger. Not only was she threatened by Old Third Song, but most importantly, she gradually felt that the third room was somewhat out of control, and this feeling made her very panicked.
She knew very well that the third branch had made great efforts to help the Song family reach its current state.
She also planned to tie up Song Laosan's family and make them work like slaves for her for the rest of their lives.
"Not selling? Didn't you listen to your uncle? If you don't sell, you won't have to pay the money."
“But…but…”
Boss Song on the side said in a deep voice: "Rouxi, this matter has been decided. Don't embarrass your grandmother anymore. I don't know what's wrong with the third child, he has become more and more unruly recently."
Song Lao Er said sinisterly: "I think mother and eldest brother are too gentle."
"Second brother," Boss Song warned, "He's still useful. Don't do anything stupid."
After hearing this, Song Lao Er stopped talking. Song Ying covered her face with her hands and cried. She didn't care what others thought. She completely hated Song Ci.
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