Chapter 23 Uncle can only look up to him
"Uncle really dotes on him."
Song Rui couldn't help muttering to himself as he looked at the set of pens, ink, paper and inkstone in front of him, feeling a sense of superiority.
The children of wealthy families in the academy may not be able to afford the pens, ink, paper and inkstones of Pinjiange.
Cui came in and saw this scene. She smiled and said, "Brother Rui, your uncle gave you this set of brushes, inkstones, and paper. Do you like it?"
"Of course I like it. This is from Pinjiang Pavilion. I wonder what good things uncle brought back for Song Yu this time?"
"Mother didn't see it, but the maid said there were more than a dozen exquisitely crafted brocade boxes, and they must contain valuable things."
"Didn't they say that Uncle didn't get paid for his lawyer job this time? Where did he get the money to buy these for Song Yu?"
"This... was probably all from the Wen family shop. Your uncle said that Wen Can lost a bet with him, and Wen Can told him to pick whatever he wanted in the shop. This set of brushes, inkstones, paper, and inkstone was the best quality your uncle picked out at Pinjiang Pavilion."
"Dad came back with me and said the Wen family was in debt. It's impossible for my uncle to take things from the Wen family's shop when the Wen family is in debt. Could these gifts he brought back be bought with the money he earned from his lawyer job?"
"Impossible! Your uncle has no reason to hide it. Besides, being a lawyer doesn't make much money."
Song Rui added, "Auntie is responsible for the daily groceries for the family. The village's industries only generate money during the autumn harvest. It's impossible for her to have extra money to buy so many things for Song Yu, right?"
"Your uncle still has a few shops in the county, so you don't have to worry about these things. We don't have to bear the expenses of the family. We just need to have food and clothes. You should focus on your studies. High school is the top priority in the future."
"Mother, what I mean is that my uncle has several shops in public. Could he have other shops in private that we don't know about?"
Cui was surprised. "Are you saying that your uncle has a shop that we don't know about?"
"Mom, I'm just guessing, maybe not."
"No matter whether it exists or not, I will check it out." Song Minglang walked in with an uneasy look on his face, picked up the cold tea on the table and drank it in big gulps.
"If I find out that Big Brother has a private shop, not only will I have to pay for the drinks, but I'll also have to buy us a property in the capital!"
"What's going on? Is the Wen family really in debt?"
Song Minglang nodded angrily, then turned to Song Rui and said, "Are you sure you can become the top scorer in the high school entrance examination in the future?"
"There's no problem getting into high school. As for the top scholar, the emperor will select him in the palace examination. But don't worry, Dad and Mom. I'm Mr. Meng's student now, so I have a great chance of getting into high school and getting the top scholar."
Cui held Song Rui's hand and said, "Mother heard from your uncle that if you become the top scorer in the imperial examination, the emperor will grant you a mansion."
Song Rui nodded, "My son heard about it in the academy. He will work hard to become the top scholar. However, the money for the wine and drinks should be paid to the Wen family as soon as possible. The provincial examination will be more rigorous."
"Daddy knows. Daddy will not do anything that will affect your future. Go and rest."
"Okay." Song Rui walked to the door, holding his brush, ink, paper, and inkstone, and turned back. "Even if you find out that your uncle has other shops privately, don't get into trouble with him. Don't rush into buying a house, farm, shop, or restaurant in Beijing. Your uncle will make all the arrangements for his son sooner or later."
Song Rui knew clearly that his uncle had no biological son and would have to rely on him in the future.
Everything that belongs to uncle will be his in the future.
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"Miss, the herbs are all ground."
Bai Lan brought in the ground medicine with a few servants.
Song Yu put down the (Holy Book of Gynecology) and carefully examined the ground herbs.
Bai Lan glanced at the opened gynecological codex, "Miss, are you going to treat Madam?"
Song Yu nodded, "You know, my mother was injured when she gave birth to me, and I wanted a younger brother."
"Then why not boil it into a decoction for Madam?"
Wouldn't that mean her parents would know that she already knew that she was not their child?
"If the method above doesn't work, won't Mother be disappointed? It will be different if it's made into pills. Combined with my secret scar removal cream, both for external application and internal use, Mother will only know that this is a beauty and skincare recipe."
Bai Lan's eyes widened. "If the pills are effective, not only will the scars on Madam's face disappear, but she'll also be blessed with a baby boy?"
"Ha..." Song Yu said with a smile: "That's right, give mother a surprise. If it doesn't work, it won't affect her health, and it won't make mother regret it."
"Miss, you are so smart. I will help you make the balls."
The moon was above the willow trees, and the lights in Wushuang Village were turned off one after another.
The chirping of cicadas and the sweltering heat of summer nights made the villagers toss and turn on their mats, unable to sleep.
Only the Song family was willing to use ice and went to bed early.
Mr. Chen, who is over sixty years old, was wearing a sweat shirt, lying on a rattan chair with a bamboo fan in his hand, humming a little tune leisurely.
After an unknown amount of time, the fan in the old man's hand fell down.
A moment later, the father and son of the eldest branch of the Chen family came to the yard and carried Old Man Chen back to the room along with the chair.
Not long after the father and son left, two men in black emerged from the darkness and entered the house. They carried Old Man Chen to the roof and disappeared under the moonlight a moment later.
"You... who are you? Where is this?" Old Master Chen was awakened by the slap. Looking at the shining big knife in front of him, he was so scared that he almost fainted.
"Old man! Do you recognize this person?" A man in black handed over a portrait in a rough and fierce voice.
Old Master Chen looked at the portrait carefully and it took him a long time to realize that it was Song Mingen.
Oh my god!
Could it be that the village chief was working as a lawyer and was targeted by bad guys who were looking for revenge?
"I don't know him."
"Old man, open your eyes wide and look carefully. Do you recognize him?" Then he put the big knife to Mr. Chen's neck, "Otherwise, you will die in the wilderness, and the lives of your family as well..."
"I know him, I know him! He is our village chief, Song Mingen. The largest house in the east of the village is the village chief's home."
The man in black took down the big knife and said, "It seems we are not mistaken. Is this Wushuang Village?"
"It's...it's Wushuang Village, don't kill me!"
He could only feel sorry for Song Mingen.
The lives of everyone in the family are important.
"Old man, I'm asking you this now. Tell the truth. If you dare to lie, you won't see the sun tomorrow!"
Hearing this, Old Master Chen's heart began to beat fast and he broke out in a cold sweat. "As long as you don't kill me, I will tell you everything I know."
"I heard that your village chief passed the imperial examination and became a scholar at the age of ten. Why didn't he continue his studies?"
Old Man Chen said truthfully, "When the village chief was ten years old, his father died. He had an elderly mother who couldn't make a living, and a pair of young siblings. His mother didn't have any money left to support him in his studies."
"Hmph. If you villagers can chip in some money and give it to him, can't he continue his studies?"
"The village chief's mother disagreed, and the village chief, who was filial and obedient, didn't continue his studies."
The man in black angrily said, "It's said that parents who love their children plan for the long term. No matter how poor, hard, or tiring life may be, it's impossible to ruin a child's future. I'm afraid your village chief's mother isn't his biological mother, is she?"
Old Master Chen was stunned. Back then, the villagers had never thought about this.
"Ha, they're really not my biological children."
"No... that's not the case. I can only say that Madam Song was short-sighted back then."
The man in black turned his head and glanced at the man in black with his back to him, "Think carefully, does your village chief look like his mother?"
Only then did Mr. Chen realize that the two men in black were here to check the village chief's background, and his anxious heart instantly calmed down.
"The village chief should look like his father."
"Should? Not sure?"
Old Master Chen said, "More than 20 years have passed. I can't even remember what the village chief's father looks like. If the village chief doesn't look like his mother, then he must look like his father."
A man in black came over from a distance. He was wearing a pitch-black mask that only revealed his mouth. His voice was extremely hoarse. "Since your village chief doesn't look like his mother, do his brothers and sisters look like him?"
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