Chapter 272 Song Lao Er
Hearing him agree so readily, Old Mrs. Song was a little stunned. She could no longer figure out what her once most obedient son was thinking, as if she had never really known him.
But Song Laosan is not a fool. He has already seen these three places clearly and he will not let go of any of them.
Even if his things were lost, he would not give them to the Song family!
After dividing the property, he walked out of the main hall. It was late at night, and the sky was dotted with stars, which was a beautiful sight.
Taking a deep breath, I felt an unprecedented sense of relief flowing through my chest.
"Third Master! I have something to tell you."
"I've seen you before. You were the old lady's maid."
"I am Huanyun, a servant. I have something important to tell the Third Master. I also hope that the Third Master will help me get my indenture back and leave the Song family because I told you this."
Song Lao San looked at her for a while and said, "Okay, as long as what you said is really important, I will help you leave."
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The contract for the separation of the family was placed before her. Qiao Xianglan's voice trembled with excitement. "She, she really agreed to the separation?"
His tone was full of disbelief.
The Song family relies on her husband as a cash cow, so how could Old Lady Song be willing to let him go?
"Yes, don't worry, the division of the family is absolutely true." Song Laosan held his wife's hand, feeling both happy and sad. Seeing his wife so happy, he felt even more depressed. He secretly made up his mind to compensate her in the future.
"Okay, let's live a good life as a family in the future."
"I have already sent a letter to my brother. If he knew the news, he would definitely be very happy."
That night, the family watched the moon in the yard. They were in a good mood and had a few drinks. They all returned to the house slightly tipsy. Perhaps it was because of the alcohol, but every step they took seemed to be on cotton, soft and comfortable.
Song Ci woke up early the next morning.
In the past, she would dream every night about the tragic end of her family. But last night's good dream made her feel a little uncomfortable.
She shook her head and laughed. She was used to living a hard life, so how could she still be so mean?
"Miss, the porridge is here." Wanxiang pushed open the door and walked into the room carrying breakfast.
After serving Song Ci breakfast, she took a few bites and asked, "Have you sent someone to clean up the largest of the houses we bought earlier?"
Knowing that the family was going to split up, she instructed early on that the largest room would be kept for her family to live in and that it must be cleaned up and everything in it must be prepared. She wanted to give her parents and brother a surprise.
"I, the servant girl, have already sent someone to clean the place as instructed by the young lady. All the things inside are of the highest quality, bought according to everyone's preferences. I think the mistress, the master, and the eldest young master will all like it."
"That's good." Song Ci suddenly felt that the porridge in her mouth became sweet.
The noise in the third room early in the morning naturally did not escape Old Lady Song. She was very angry and suddenly remembered her second son who had not appeared for a long time. She hurriedly asked Huanyun to call him over.
"Mother."
"Now that you're here, please sit down. Have you had breakfast?"
Facing Old Lady Song's concern, Old Second Song curled his lips, but his expression remained the same as before, "My son has already eaten."
"You look thinner. We have prepared a rich breakfast today. Why don't you eat something with me? We haven't eaten together for a long time. I remember that you used to love this cold-mixed black fungus dish the most." Old Mrs. Song picked up some food with chopsticks and put it into Song Laoer's bowl.
"Mother, this fungus is what my eldest brother likes. It's always on the table, so I'll try some too."
Seeing that he didn't appreciate her kindness in picking up food for him, Old Mrs. Song missed her eldest son even more.
"What's wrong with you now? Why are you learning to be like the third brother? You were not like this before..." Old Mrs. Song put down her chopsticks, muttered dissatisfiedly, and looked like she was angry and wanted her son to coax her.
But Song Lao Er didn't move, which made her even more furious.
Not only are her words no longer used in this family, but everyone can see that she is getting older and has become more independent!
The eldest son is still the best. If he were still alive, he would never let himself suffer such a great injustice.
Thinking about her eldest son still in jail and not knowing what his situation was, she felt a pang of pain in her heart. "Your eldest brother is still in jail, and you haven't shown up yet. Aren't you worried about him?"
Song Lao Er's face darkened. "Big brother is an official of the Ministry of Rites and he's been detained. I'm just a sixth-rank official, so I can't help at all."
"You! Are you just going to watch your eldest brother like this? Second brother, you and your eldest brother are brothers."
Brothers? Song Lao Er thought vaguely, maybe there was real affection between brothers in the past.
But what happened next? The eldest brother's family treated everyone as a stepping stone and never had a trace of family affection. If he had still expected that his only daughter, Song Ying, would not have married into the Liang family and suffered so much.
Thinking of the scar on Song Ying's wrist that was accidentally revealed when she came back last time, he felt heartbroken.
My wife was already in poor health, and it was even more sad that her old illness relapsed.
But did the eldest brother ever intervene? Old Lady Song never asked about it even once. The whole family just assumed their second wife was dead. Now that they needed him, they came to him to show their brotherly love?
ridiculous.
He knew that the third brother had already separated from the family, and he had already had this plan in mind. As for Old Mrs. Song...she loved the eldest brother the most. In that case, he would follow the eldest brother in the future.
He made up his mind, stood up and said, "Mother, my eldest brother might not be able to protect himself in this matter, and we can't let our family suffer with him."
"What do you mean?" Old Mrs. Song suddenly became alert.
"My son means that we should split up the family."
"You are crazy! The third brother split up the family, and now it's you. What do you think of me? Impossible!" Old Mrs. Song roared like crazy.
"Mother, if we don't split up the family, have you ever thought about the future? If my eldest brother can't be rescued, he will be charged with kidnapping and assault. In the future, I will have no hope of getting promoted because of such a brother. Am I just my eldest brother's mother? Have you never considered your son?"
Seeing that Song Lao Er insisted, Song Lao Da suddenly felt powerless all over.
It's not that she didn't know what the second son said made sense, but she couldn't allow it emotionally. She couldn't allow everyone to abandon the eldest son. The eldest son was her most beloved son! She had loved him for so many years and placed so much hope on him. She couldn't rationally let him go.
"No, we won't split up the family! Your eldest brother can get out. The third brother has promised to tell those who have imprisoned your eldest brother that it was all a misunderstanding. Then your eldest brother can get out."
Song Lao Er raised his eyebrows. Would the third brother help the eldest brother? He didn't think so.
But it’s better this way. Since the boss can’t come out, he can just stay here. In the future, he will be the one who has the final say in the Song family.
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