It was not until this moment that Song Yuehua breathed a sigh of relief.
Looking up, an old man with a thin and tall figure and a serious face appeared in front of me.
In Song Daya’s memory.
Zhou Lizheng is fair and principled in his dealings and is a very prestigious person in the village.
According to the situation at that time, the only person Song Yuehua could think of was Zhou Lizheng. Only he could suppress this family of scoundrels, and the four siblings could truly have a way to survive.
"Sister."
Song Erya ran to Song Yuehua's side.
"Erya, well done," Song Yuehua said in a low voice.
Next, wait for the opportunity.
Zhou Lizheng ignored Mrs. Song and shouted towards the house.
"Song Jinbao, get out here right now!"
Old man Song’s name is Song Jinbao.
From beginning to end, Old Man Song never showed up.
Whether it was Song Daya banging her head against the wall or the quarrel between several people, the entire Song family seemed to be dead.
Zhou Lizheng talks to whoever is in charge of the Song family.
Old Man Song came out reluctantly and said in a flattering manner, "Brother Zhou, why are you here?"
Zhou Lizheng didn't waste any words and asked directly, "Are you going to sell the remaining children of the third room?"
Zhang Cuihua, the dentist, was standing right in the yard, there was nothing to deny.
Old Man Song frowned and said shamelessly, "There are too many children. We really can't afford to raise them. Instead of keeping them at home and raising them half-dead, it's better to send them outside and find a way to survive."
Zhou Lizheng looked at the children and said solemnly, "Song Lao San was also raised by me. Although this is your Song family's business, it is not my turn to intervene. But now..."
"Song Jinbao, Song Jinbao, you sold the third brother's child right after he left. Aren't you afraid of retribution?"
Old Man Song looked unhappy and retorted, "Brother Zhou, I have my own plans for the Song family. If you pity them, why don't we all go to your house for dinner."
Zhou Lizheng was silent for a moment.
The Song family was unwilling to raise them, and he couldn't let the children stay here any longer.
If I don’t sell it this time, there’s no guarantee that I’ll sell it next time.
But these four children are indeed a problem. One or two would be fine, as the village can always feed them.
But among these four children, two are infants. If one of them is not raised well and dies, it will be a great sin.
He came in a hurry and had no time to think of a solution. When he got there, Zhou Lizheng was in a dilemma.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Song Yuehua brought Song Erya, holding the two children, ran to Zhou Lizheng and knelt down.
He shouted to Zhou Lizheng, "The four of us have our own way to survive. Please, Grandpa Zhou, help us!"
"oh."
Zhou Lizheng helped the girl up and looked at the ten-year-old girl, "Tell me about it."
"Brother Zhou, what can you say to a little kid..."
As Old Man Song spoke, he hinted to Mrs. Song.
Mrs. Song was about to act like a demon, but Zhou Lizheng glared at her and she behaved herself.
Song Yuehua said in a clear voice, "My father died while serving labor service for the Song family. My mother was devastated and died after giving birth to the twins."
"Now there are only four of us siblings left in the third branch. Let me ask you, when our parents were alive, they respected their parents and loved their brothers. Why did they rush to sell all the children of the third branch right after the funeral?"
"Rather than becoming a slave and trying to survive, I'd like to ask Grandpa Zhou to divide the family property for our three branches. From now on, the four of us will be self-reliant and will no longer be related to the Song family."
"Separation?"
Zhou Lizheng frowned.
He knew that Song Daya was a person with ideas, but he didn't expect her to be so thoughtful. She knew to let Erya come to him. At least she was not stupid.
But the reality is.
The oldest one is only seven years old, and there are two babies who are still breastfeeding.
No matter how capable Song Daya is, she is just a ten-year-old girl. If the family is really divided, she will probably have difficulty surviving.
If Song Daya was three years older, he would have to worry less.
The Song family doesn't want to raise the child, but if they can find a kind-hearted owner, at least the child can survive.
The two older ones disagreed and wanted to keep the two babies alive relying on just a ten-year-old girl and a seven-year-old girl.
Difficult. Very difficult.
Song Yuehua could also guess Zhou Lizheng's concerns.
After all, she is a 30-year-old adult at heart and still has the confidence to live independently.
"We don't want to be a burden and live under someone else's roof, nor do we want to sell ourselves into slavery. As long as our family is still around, we can always find a way to survive. Please help us, Grandpa Zhou."
After saying that, the two sisters knelt down together again and were about to kowtow to Zhou Lizheng.
Zhou Lizheng quickly stopped him and said gently, "Don't hurt your head. Since you want to divide it, Grandpa Zhou will divide it for you today."
It was already daybreak.
The villagers also started to get busy. Some curious people were attracted by the excitement and gathered in groups of three or four in the yard of Old Song's house.
"What's going on? The head of the village is here too? Oh, Zhang Cuihua's pimp is here too?"
"It seems that Old Lady Song wants to sell the four children of Old Lady Song to Old Lady Zhang."
"Song Lao San and his wife just died, and this old lady Song can't wait?"
"That's right. The head of the village is here, so the Song family won't do such a shady thing."
"I heard that Song Daya wants to split the family."
"Song Daya is only ten years old, how are these four siblings going to survive?"
Hearing this, no one knew what to say and they could only curse the Song family for being so cruel.
From what the head of the village said, they decided to split the family without even asking him.
Old Man Song was not convinced and said stubbornly, "Brother Zhou, whether to divide the family is our Song family's own business. It is not your business to manage."
Zhou Lizheng said, "If it's just a family matter, I won't interfere. But if it's to destroy the whole family, force the sale of people in our village, and ruin the reputation of the village, then unfortunately, it's within my job scope."
The village's reputation cannot be ruined.
If the reputation is bad, girls from other villages will not want to marry into the family, and it will be difficult for boys from the village to find a husband.
The villagers were immediately filled with righteous indignation. "Old Song, you don't want to divide the family, are you just trying to earn money from selling your children?"
These words hit Old Man Song's heart.
He immediately stood up and shouted, "Nonsense! You know nothing!"
Mrs. Song stood in front of the gate and started to curse at the women in the village.
As a result, more and more people came to make trouble.
The whole village, even the dogs came to join in the fun.
Zhou Lizheng stared at Old Man Song and said word by word, "Song Jinbao, this matter can be big or small, so I said I will take care of it. Do you have any opinions?"
The highest-ranking official among the villagers is the village head. Although Village Head Zhou is fair in his dealings, he rarely uses his power to oppress others.
But if it really comes to him, even the most ruffian won't be able to move.
Zhou Lizheng asked someone to invite the elders of the clan, bring writing brushes, ink, paper and inkstone, and sign a deed to divide the family.
Zhang Cuihua saw this and knew that the deal was doomed, so she spat at Mrs. Song, cursed her for bad luck, and turned away.
Why are we going to split up?
Mrs. Song looked at Old Man Song, and was frightened by his sinister look.
All the members of the Song family were present when the family split up.
In addition to the clan elders and the head of the village, the old man Song and his wife, Song Yuehua from the third room, the second Song from the second room, and the eldest Song who had been hiding in the house also sat in the corner silently.
How did it come to this!
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