Chapter 85: A Sick Situation 2
Thinking of her father reminding her from time to time to help Song Rouxi more and take good care of her, and that the second house's future would be almost done, she became even angrier.
Why did all the benefits go to Song Rouxi, and why was she only worthy of eating what she left behind? Was she Song Rouxi's dog?
Song Rouxi was feeling proud and didn't notice Song Ying's resentful look at all.
"But how much silver is needed?" When talking about silver, Old Lady Song couldn't help but feel pain in her heart.
"Of course the more the better. There will definitely be a lot of bidders at the auction. We have to make sure we win it."
Old Lady Song took out a few banknotes from her purse and said, "Here are five thousand taels of silver. This is all I have."
"Mom, is this all the silver we have at home?" Boss Song frowned.
"You think it's money falling from the sky. But..." Old Lady Song's eyes turned, "The third brother is back today. He should have made a lot this time. Let him make up the rest."
"That's true. The third child should do more for the family."
Everyone in the main house agreed that the money earned by Song Lao San should belong to the Song family.
"Dad, what good things did you buy?"
When Song Ci saw her father coming back with a lot of bags, her eyes narrowed with smile.
Qiao Xianglan: "Your father loves you very much, so he must have brought you a lot of good things."
"Not only Xiaoci, I also brought you some cloth." Song Laosan smiled and took out the things he bought for his wife and daughter from his bag.
There were several rolls of fine cloth and silk flowers.
Silk flowers are usually used by young women, and I think they were made for Song Dynasty porcelain.
This silk flower was new in style. Song Ci vaguely remembered having seen it on the head of another noble lady from aristocratic family at a banquet.
"This silk flower is not cheap."
Song Lao San waved his hand, "I bought it for you. Dad is willing to spend money. Try it on and see for yourself."
As soon as he waved his hand, Song Ci saw the scar on his palm that had not yet healed, and frowned, "Dad, why are you injured here?"
"Where, where, where is the injury?" Upon hearing this, Qiao Xianglan hurriedly put down the cloth in her hand, walked to Song Laosan and looked at his hand carefully.
"It's okay, I'm almost healed."
"Dad, how did you hurt your hand?"
Song Laosan was doing business outside and was mentally prepared for encountering bandits and robbers, but this time the robbers were really stronger, so he was injured.
In order not to worry his daughter and daughter-in-law, he spoke calmly, but Song Ci stared at his wound. How could the wound be so deep and just a "break in the skin"?
"Be careful next time. If anything happens to you, what will happen to Xiaoci, Lan'er and me?" Qiao Xianglan said this with tears in her eyes.
"Don't cry, don't cry, my wife. I promise to be more careful next time and never let myself get hurt."
Song Laosan was in a hurry to wipe his wife's tears, and his clumsy look made Qiao Xianglan laugh.
The whole family was having a great time. Song Ci realized that his father's meridians must have been injured at the base of his thumb. His movements were a little slow and not as agile as before. He wanted to go back to his master and ask if he could cure it.
There were footsteps at the door, and the maid Yunxi said, "Third Master, the old lady asked you to go to the main hall to talk."
"I haven't visited my mother yet since I came back this time. I'll go now."
Song Ci grabbed her father's sleeve and said, "Dad, I haven't visited my grandmother in a few days. I want to go with you."
Song Laosan rubbed his daughter's hair, thinking that she was just being filial.
In the main hall.
"Third brother is back." Boss Song said with a smile.
"Big brother, second brother, mother." Song Lao San bowed in turn.
"Third brother is in good spirits, so I'm relieved. You're away from home so often, so please take good care of yourself."
Song Lao San was happy that Song Lao Er showed concern for him, and nodded repeatedly, "Don't worry, second brother."
Old Lady Song curled her lips and then smiled, "You just came back, why don't you come to see your mother? I was sick a few days ago, and my old bones are useless."
"Mom, what's wrong with you?"
Upon hearing this, Song Laosan became anxious.
"It's okay, just some minor illnesses..." Old Mrs. Song was about to get angry, but when she thought about the cause and effect of the illness, which involved Qiao Xianglan, she hated herself for being so quick-witted and bringing up this matter.
"A few days ago, my grandmother fell ill, and my mother was almost misunderstood. This..."
"Song Ci!" Old Lady Song yelled hurriedly, "I'm talking to your father, why are you butting in?"
Song Laosan came back in a hurry. He knew nothing about what was going on at home. When he heard that his wife was involved, his ears pricked up.
"This matter has passed, why keep bringing it up? We are all family, there is nothing to be unhappy about." Boss Song tried to smooth things over with a smile.
Song Ci smiled coldly and didn't continue.
She didn't want to waste her breath on these extremely hypocritical people. Calling them here today must be for no good reason. They must be planning something.
Sure enough, after a cup of tea, Old Lady Song spoke, "Old Third, how much money did you make on this trip?"
"Mom, is there something going on at home that requires money?" Song Lao San was about to answer, but when he thought of what his mother had hidden from him about the farm not long ago, he subconsciously did not answer immediately.
Seeing that he didn't answer directly, Old Lady Song became unhappy. "Do you have to pay the silver only when you need it? I'm not dead yet, and you have to pay every cent you earn."
Song Laosan was not stupid. When he heard the tone, his happy mood disappeared by half.
I thought my family cared about my hard work outside, but I didn't expect that they just wanted money.
"Third brother, you haven't studied or been an official, so you might not understand. Being an official in the court requires a lot of favors and connections, and each of these things requires money."
Boss Song's tone was a little arrogant, and his eyes glanced vaguely at the dark face of Boss Song.
Now the third house is becoming more and more difficult to manage. In the past, if you asked for money, the third brother would take it without saying a word.
This is also my mother's fault for not being able to act. Even if she dislikes the third child, she shouldn't be so obvious.
I couldn't help but blame Old Mrs. Song in my heart.
"That's right, your elder brother is well-read, so what he says is always right. Hurry up and take out the money, the family is waiting for it."
Song Ci remained silent, wanting to see what her father would do.
However, she was not disappointed. Song Lao San thought for a moment before saying, "This time, I made a total of two thousand taels."
"What!" Old Lady Song immediately turned hostile. "Only two thousand taels! Did you hide it yourself? Don't blame me for not warning you. We haven't split up yet. If you hide the money secretly, I will be very rude to your third branch."
When Song Lao San heard this, his face darkened. "Mom, you don't believe me? If you don't believe me, you can go and search."
"Search then!"
"Mom!" Boss Song reminded, "Third brother has worked hard to come back. Your words hurt him. I believe that he is devoted to the family and will definitely not hide money privately."
Old Lady Song regained some of her sanity after hearing this. She snorted, "Mom is doing this for your own good. You haven't studied, and you haven't become an official. You will definitely have to rely on your eldest and second brothers to make a living in the future. It's not good to keep secrets."
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