Divorce the bad husband, store grain fields, and marry the emperor's uncle for the second time

Song Wenshan was raised by Song Liu like a treasure since he was a child. Although he was a child of a farmer's family, he lived the life of a city kid.

I eat meat almost every day and never feel hungry.

But after entering prison, he only had two meals a day, and both were black steamed buns filled with bran that were as hard as rocks, plus a bowl of soup cooked with some unknown vegetable leaves. The soup had only a small amount of saltiness, and not a single drop of oil.

After two days of hunger, he was so hungry that he saw stars, felt dizzy, and his ears were buzzing.

Someone walked up to the barred door of the cell and seemed to be calling him, but his head was buzzing and he had no energy to look or respond.

Song Liu called out more than ten times, but Song Wenshan did not respond.

Seeing the sand on the hourglass getting less and less, Song Liu stamped her feet anxiously, wishing she could rush into the cell and drag her second son over for questioning.

"Wenshan, Wenshan——"

Song Gaofu also felt sorry for the money, so he took off his shoes and smashed them on the head of Song Wenshan in the prison.

Song Wenshan then slowly raised his head and looked with his eyes open for a long time before he recognized that it was his parents.

"Dad, Mom, you are finally here. I'm hungry. Did you bring any food?" Song Wenshan grabbed the shoe and hobbled to the fence gate. He stretched out his hand to wave to Song Liushi, then stretched out his hand to look at Song Gaofu.

Song Gaofu had a cold face. He snatched the shoes from his hand, put them on his feet, and said unhappily, "There's nothing to eat!"

Mrs. Song Liu didn't feel like arguing with Song Gaofu at the moment. She comforted her son and said, "Next time I come, I'll bring you food. Wenshan, if you hold on a little longer, I'll definitely save you."

"Please save me, I really can't stand it here, I'm so hungry, in two days, I have only eaten four black steamed buns smaller than my hand. I'm so hungry that I don't have the strength to speak. Mother." Song Wenshan held Song Liu's hand and burst into tears.

But at this time, the jailer began to urge Song Liu again, "Time's up, go, go!"

"Let us talk for a while."

"One tael of silver for every moment of time!" said the jailer viciously.

"What are you talking about? What a waste of money!" Song Gaofu disagreed to give more money.

But Song Liu felt sorry for Song Wenshan, so if he asked more questions, she still gave him one or two taels of silver.

"Wenshan, have you been punished? Are you cold at night?"

Song Wenshan held Song Liu's hand, sobbing and telling her about his grievances.

"It was cold, and there was no blanket to cover me. Also, they took off my thick outer clothes and only gave me a thin prison uniform. I was so cold that I couldn't sleep at all."

Seeing her son shivering with cold, Song Liu took off her coat without hesitation and stuffed it into the fence.

But he was stopped by the prison boss again, "You can't send anything, you can only wear prison clothes. If you want thicker clothes, you can buy them from me."

The jailer pointed at a robe hanging on the wall that was so tattered and dirty that its original color could not be seen.

"How much does it cost?" Song Gaofu asked, feeling sorry for the money.

"Fifty taels each," said the jailer.

"What? So expensive?" Song Gaofu opened his eyes wide.

"If you think it's too expensive, don't buy it." The prison boss rolled his eyes. "It's morning now. By the evening, there won't be enough robes to go around. You can't buy them even if you have money. Just wait to freeze to death."

"Mom, buy, buy, I can't stand the cold." Song Wenshan started crying again.

Song Liu's crying made her even more anxious. She had to grit her teeth and gave the fifty taels given by her eldest son to the jailer. She then picked out a thick-looking robe from a pile of tattered robes and gave it to Song Wenshan.

Song Wenshan couldn't wait to put it on.

Song Liu wanted to talk to Song Wenshan again, but she had no more money, so she and Song Gaofu were kicked out of the cell by the jailer.

The two men asked the prison boss how to rescue their son.

The jailer rolled his eyes and said, "Go find Chen Xiucai. He is a famous lawyer in the county and can make the dead alive."

When she saw Mr. Chen, Song Liu gave another tael of silver to the jailer.

Song Gaofu was so angry that he kept glaring at Song Liu.

With the help of the jailer, Song Liu found Chen Xiucai, who lived next door to the county government office. Chen Xiucai raised his eyebrows and said, "This matter is easy to handle, but it is also difficult to handle. As long as you give me enough money, I will find more people to discuss it together and write a more beautiful petition. Just say that your son was threatened and killed someone in self-defense, and he will not be sentenced to death. The petition is written in a miserable and pitiful way, and the county magistrate will sympathize with your son and change his prison sentence to an acquittal."

Song Liu was delighted after hearing this. "Then I'll have to trouble Mr. Chen. By the way, Mr. Chen, how much silver do you need to write the petition?"

"At least, it will cost five hundred taels." Chen Xiucai calculated with his fingers and said.

"So many?" Song Liu took a deep breath. Even if she sold her entire family, it wouldn't be enough.

"Old woman, where can we get so much silver at home? Five hundred taels! Even if we peel off three layers of skin, it still won't be enough!" Song Gaofu said irritably.

But whenever Song Liu closed her eyes, she would think of her son's miserable appearance. Whenever she pricked up her ears, she could hear her son's crying of grievance.

"Okay, let's go and prepare the silver." said Mrs. Song Liu.

After leaving Chen Xiucai's house, Song Gaofu started scolding Song Liu again.

Song Liu was so angry that she gritted her teeth and sneered, "Don't forget the warning from the clan!"

Thinking of the warnings given to them by the Song clan, Song Gaofu became speechless and stopped scolding Song Liu.

"For so many years, is it only Wenshan who has been filial to you? As long as he has money, he will buy you wine and good meat. But Baoshan, he only respects his father-in-law! Look, he gave all the money he saved to his wife's family, and didn't spend it on you! It's a waste to give birth to this son! He doesn't know how to be grateful to his parents. Look at Wenshan, before he was arrested, wasn't it because he bought wine for you that he was discovered by that bitch Xia? In the final analysis, it's your fault!" Song Liu rolled her eyes.

After being reminded repeatedly by Mrs. Song Liu, Song Gaofu thought of the coldness of his eldest son and the enthusiasm of his second son.

The eldest son looks like him and is definitely his son, but he never cares about his life or death. It would be better to save the second son so that he will have someone to take care of him in his old age.

After weighing the pros and cons, he had no choice but to agree to Song Liu's arrangement and save his second son.

The couple stopped arguing and drove their donkey cart out of the county town and headed home.

Unable to borrow money from the eldest son, he had to go back to the village to borrow from relatives.

However, Song Liu was too arrogant, and Song Gaofu was away from home all year round, so he didn't have many friends in the village. Moreover, he was unreasonable in his words and was not popular in the village.

Because Song Wenshan was a student, the couple didn't take the villagers seriously. They went to people they thought they were familiar with to borrow money, but no one was willing to lend them money.

The two of them borrowed money from their respective relatives.

But when their relatives learned that Song Wenshan's status as a student had been revoked by the county magistrate, and that even if he was rescued he could not take the examination and would be just an ordinary person, why did they still try to curry favor with the Song Liu family?

No one wanted to lend it to me.

Unable to borrow money, Song Liu was so anxious that a lot of her hair fell out. After discussing with Song Gaofu, the two decided to sell the land and the house!