Chapter 433 It Should Be
Xia Zhizhi's eyes rolled, and the Song family thought she was scared. Before the Song family could feel proud, Xia Zhizhi picked up a kitchen knife with a hole in it from the cabinet, blocked the door, and prepared to go crazy on the spot.
"How dare you threaten me? Instead of letting you threaten me, I might as well chop you to death right now. Anyway, no one was watching when I came here. I'll drag you out and bury you in the dark. It's snowing so heavily outside that any traces will be obscured. Others may not think of me!"
He is really stubborn and even plans to use a knife to commit murder.
Song Zhijie was trembling with fear. He had no doubt that Xia Zhizhi really dared to hack people. Unlike the old men and women, he was just as young as a flower. How could he bear to die?
Song Zhijie knelt on the ground and begged for mercy: "Don't kill me, don't kill me, I don't want to die!"
Ma Chun stood in front of his son. At this critical moment of life and death, Song Yong was smart for once. He suddenly had an idea and spoke to persuade him.
"Even if you really can kill us all, the neighbors will definitely hear something. What if they find out? Besides, it's snowing heavily and the weather is freezing. It's very hard to kill people and dispose of their bodies. Why do you do something that hurts others and yourself?"
There was some truth in what he said, and Xia Zhizhi looked relieved.
Song Yong continued, "Our lives are worthless, but you are young and beautiful, with a bright future waiting for you. As long as you nod, you can find any good man. Why bother to sacrifice your life for a moment of anger?"
Xia Zhizhi showed hesitation on her face.
Old Man Song and the old lady looked at each other.
Old Lady Song gently advised: "The previous misunderstanding between our two families was caused by me for my own selfish reasons. I kowtow to you and admit my mistake."
Old Mrs. Song has always been flexible and when she said this, she actually knelt down and kowtowed to Xia Zhizhi.
Seeing that Xia Zhizhi remained silent, Old Lady Song glanced inconspicuously at Song Zhili, who was playing the role of a wooden stake next to her.
"We, the Song family, are sorry for what happened to you, but we cannot let you suffer this loss in vain. How about this? Zhili will go with you. You can vent your anger however you want, and we, the Song family, will never care."
Xia Zhizhi asked back with her hands on her hips, "You can't write two Songs with one stroke of the pen. You don't care about it now, but who knows what will happen in the future. Besides, he is not a dead thing. Can he listen to everything you say?"
At this point, Xia Zhizhi looked suspicious: "Could it be that you are using Song Zhili to set a trap and want to use him to frame me?"
I was a little tempted when I heard this, but I had some concerns.
There is hope.
"We definitely don't mean that!" Old Man Song patted his chest to assure.
He looked at Song Zhili with a complicated expression, and began to morally blackmail her in a deep voice: "Zhili, I have loved you since you were a child. Since you grew up, Grandpa has never asked you for anything. I only ask you for this one thing. Can you promise Grandpa?"
Song Zhili had long known that Old Man Song was somewhat more affectionate towards him compared to other members of the Song family, but this insignificant affection was nothing compared to Song Zhijie.
Even though I know it, I still feel a little sad.
Seeing that Song Zhili remained silent, Old Man Song walked over and pretended to kneel down: "Grandpa, please..."
Song Zhili was not as shameless as Xia Zhizhi, and did not dare to really ask the elder to kneel down. He reached out to support Old Man Song and said in a muffled voice, "I understand."
This means agreement. Old Man Song did not really want to kowtow to Song Zhili. He prided himself on knowing Song Zhili well enough to know that this kid would not do something hypocritical. He added.
"The Xia family has a good family background, and their daughter is very beautiful. If it weren't for your grandmother's relationship, you wouldn't have such a good thing. I think your grandmother's relatives are long gone. She was a loyal and brave person. It's not good for the Wang family to be cut off like this. Why don't you change your name and take her surname? It will be an explanation to her."
Regarding the name change, Old Man Song only informed Song Zhili and did not discuss it with him.
Old Man Song looked at Xia Zhizhi again: "Originally, it was Wang Fang who arranged the marriage. As Wang Fang's grandson, he should fulfill the agreement. I asked him to change his name to Wang Fang's. He is not a member of our Song family. Our Song family will not be in charge of anything that happens in the future."
Seeing that Xia Zhizhi was still hesitant, Old Lady Song added: "If you are really worried, we will put an announcement in the newspaper tomorrow. From now on, he and our Song family will have nothing to do with each other, whether it is marriage or life and death. Now you can rest assured, right?"
Xia Zhizhi showed an expression of reluctant belief, and then said: "After all, he has been your grandson for more than 20 years. You should also give him some money for his wedding!"
The Song family naturally didn't want to pay a penny, but seeing Xia Zhizhi's behavior, it was obvious that they couldn't get rid of her without paying a penny.
Old man Song gritted his teeth and said, "When Wang Fang was born, your family sent Zhili a sum of money for support. We have kept it for him and never touched it. Just let him take it away."
Old Mrs. Song looked extremely painful, but she still nodded reluctantly.
Xia Zhizhi pressed the issue further: "I heard that he gave all his salary to you after he got the job."
In Xia Zhizhi's view, Song Zhili belongs to her sister, so his salary also belongs to her sister. No matter how much it is, she can't let her sister suffer any loss.
Song Zhili did speak up, thinking that the Song family had raised him after all, and what happened to the Song family in the future had nothing to do with him, but the previous things should be settled, and he didn't want to owe the Song family anything, so he said: "They raised me for a while, and the wages they handed over can be regarded as my food expenses. We will have nothing to do with each other in the future."
Xia Zhizhi scolded him: "How can you interrupt us when we are talking? Besides, don't your parents give you any subsidies? You have so many mouths to feed, and the subsidies are not enough for you!"
After being scolded, Song Zhili lowered his head and stopped talking.
Seeing Song Zhili being scolded, Song Zhijie felt extremely happy. He just wanted to make Song Zhili suffer the same punishment as he had suffered. He repeatedly pulled Old Lady Song and said, "Grandma, give it to him, give it to him, let him go quickly!"
The big ones are gone, so there's no point in fussing over the small ones.
Old Man Song drafted a personal agreement in triplicate, and Xia Zhizhi also got one. After they each signed and put their fingerprints on it, Old Lady Song took out a thick stack of bills from the box, counted them, and handed them to Xia Zhizhi.
"I will go to the newspaper office tomorrow morning to put an announcement that our Song family and you are done with each other. You take him away. From now on, you go your way and we go our way. What happens to you has nothing to do with our Song family anymore."
Holding the thick stack of banknotes, Xia Zhizhi felt as if the Song family had sold their child and were counting the money for the traffickers.
She was also a reasonable person. She got what she wanted and stopped pestering others. She took Song Zhili away from the Song family in a neat and tidy manner.
After leaving the yard, Xia Zhizhi threw the pile of money into Song Zhili's arms: "Here, take it. When you get married, you will have many opportunities to spend the money!"
Song Zhili, or you can call him Wang Zhili now.
Wang Zhili held the money and responded sullenly. The two walked towards Gongzang Hutong, one in front and one behind, through the snow. After a long time, Wang Zhili called out, "Comrade Xia Zhizhi."
Xia Zhizhi turned around and looked at him.
Wang Zhili said, "Thank you."
Xia Zhizhi turned her head back and said confidently, "This is what you should be thankful for."