Abandoned daughter takes charge of the family, so rich that even the best people can't envy

It is said that Song Shuangwu is indeed Song Sanzhu's biological sister. She has traveled around the country with her peddler husband over the years and considers herself brave, resourceful and worldly-wise.

In fact, it is just wandering around Lin County, next to Lunshan County.

Some time ago, the husband had a car accident, and the couple returned home. They had originally planned to open a small shop in the county town, but they heard that her mother's family had become rich.

Songjia Village became Paifang Village, and every household in the village received dividends. It was said that a princess was born.

When they returned to her parents' home and asked about it, they found out that the princess was actually the humble San Ya in their family.

Oh my God, such enormous wealth was given away by my parents.

No, her parents have severed the relationship, but her aunt has not.

Besides, isn’t there still the third brother?

She has to go to Beijing to find her third brother. If her third brother eats meat, she has to drink the soup, right?

Song Shuangwu, who had traveled far and wide and thought she had seen the world, secretly left Songjia Village with her children and came to the capital.

But the capital was too big, and they didn't know where Song Sanzhu lived. They could only ask around like headless flies.

Song Dalang always prided himself on being the eldest son and grandson. He acted arrogantly at home but was as timid as a mouse when he went out.

He always remembered what his grandfather taught him: those who act will fail, and those who hold on will lose. When dealing with powerful hegemons, one should avoid their edge and keep a respectful distance.

Therefore, when he saw the young men in the capital who were dressed in fine clothes and riding fine horses, he would avoid them.

And yesterday, Song Sanzhu was swearing in the street and was seen by Song Dalang.

When Song Dalang saw Song Sanzhu, dressed in a tattered monk's robe, cursing in the street, and cursing the wife of an official who was dressed in gorgeous clothes and surrounded by maids and servants, he was so frightened that he dared not approach. He ran back to the inn and told Song Shuangwu that his third uncle had gone crazy.

In the middle of winter, wearing a tattered cassock, with a big bald head, jumping around and cursing, what could he be but crazy?

Song Dalang said, "It must have been San Ya who forced him to do this. San Ya is such a cruel person that she could drive even his own father crazy. Aunt, I think we should go back."

If he doesn’t even recognize his own father, how can he recognize them?

He was really afraid of someone who even dared to beat his own grandfather. If his grandmother hadn't insisted that he find San Ya to try his luck, he would not have been willing to come.

Song Shuangwu, like Song Sizhu, had a hot temper. "What? Third brother is crazy? If they really drive him crazy, then this matter will never end."

How dare a daughter drive her own father crazy? Do they think there is no one left in the Song family?

If she didn't make her niece San Ya suffer a lot, she wouldn't be Song Shuangwu.

When she trotted out, Song Sanzhu had already left with Song Jinxiu.

It's good that she left, which means Song Sanya still cares about her father. This makes things easy.

So, a few people came looking for him.

There were guards at the gate of the Princess's Mansion, so the few people didn't dare to go forward and just squatted in the alley and waited.

Fortunately, Song Sanzhu finally came out before his legs and feet froze.

Song Shuangwu grabbed Song Sanzhu, took off his hat, and started howling at his bald head.

"Ahhh, Third Brother, why did you become a monk? Ahhh, were those kids forcing you to do that?

What, she doesn't want her father anymore after becoming a princess?"

Song Sanzhu shuddered and quickly pulled her aside, lowering his voice and saying, "What are you arguing about? My daughter is fine, please don't ruin her reputation."

Damn it, he just coaxed his daughter, what is this older sister doing? We have a grudge, so what? Are you here to destroy me?

Song Dalang also hurriedly said: "Yes, Aunt, please keep your voice down. San Ya is a princess now. If she hears us, will we be in trouble?"

Song Shuangwu put her hands on her hips and said, "What happened to the princess? The princess is also my niece, my third brother's biological daughter. She forced my third brother to become a monk, and she won't let me speak?"

He even said that his daughter was not good. Song Sanzhu was unhappy. "Why are you here? Who asked you to come to Beijing? What are you doing here?"

Song Shuangwu: "Third brother, of course we came to you for refuge. Sanya is already a princess, and she doesn't even remember to come see me, her aunt. As her aunt, I can only come to see her."

These words made Song Sanzhu feel very uncomfortable.

As for why, he couldn't explain it, but he felt that all his brothers and sisters seemed to have a common problem of being hypocritical.

This made him unconsciously think of the icy Tongshui River again, and he couldn't help shivering.

Back then, she lived in the children's shabby house, but she never visited them.

Are you here to take advantage of your eldest daughter's wealth and status?

Song Sanzhu's face suddenly turned cold, and he waved his hands and said, "My daughter has severed her relationship with my parents, so please don't recognize any relatives randomly. My daughter has a bad temper.

And don't come to me, I'm homeless and jobless, and I have no place to put you."

Song Shuangwu's eyes widened. "What's wrong, Third Brother? Sanya won't let you live in such a big yard?"

He glanced at Song Sanzhu's bald head and sighed, "That's right, she forced you to become a monk, what future can you have?

But now it’s all right, now that my sister is here, I will definitely get back at you.”

Song Sanzhu saw that his elder sister was looking for trouble. How could this be acceptable?

He had finally gotten the kids to accept him, and he couldn't let his eldest sister ruin it.

"I'm fine now, there's no need for you to cause trouble. You'd better go back quickly and don't cause trouble." He pushed anxiously.

"What's so good about you? You're already a monk and you're still cheering?"

Song Shuangwu glared at Song Sanzhu with disappointment, then looked at the Princess' Mansion eagerly.

Humph! With such a huge princess mansion, they can at least swindle out 1,800 taels, right? It's enough for their family to live on for the rest of their lives.

"Third brother, don't be afraid. Go and ask San Ya to pick me up at the door."

Looking at the guards at the gate of the Princess's Mansion, she was also frightened, but she knew that this first show of power was very important when she met San Ya.

As long as we can subdue that girl the first time, it will be easy in the future.

As for the third brother, hey! He had a head injury before and was paralyzed. It seems that this is the sequelae. His brain is not working well anymore.

It’s better if it doesn’t work well, so it doesn’t get in the way.

Song Sanzhu wondered if he was hallucinating. He even asked him to notify his eldest daughter to go out and greet him. Who did she think she was? The Empress?

The two were pulling each other when Aunt Chang came out and saw this scene.

The yard next door was the one she bought after negotiating with someone. It was basically ready, except for the plaque of Zhang Mansion.

She went out to find someone to make a plaque and saw the two of them arguing with each other.

Aunt Chang frowned and came over to remind her, "Master, is there anything I can help you with?"

What I mean is: This is the front door, and it doesn't look good for a bald man like you to be arguing with a woman. Do you want me to help you chase them away?

Song Sanzhu's eyes lit up, and then he remembered that he had just said that he had no power, no influence, no home, and no job. If he could order Aunt Chang around, given his eldest sister's cleverness, she would stay here even longer.

So he thought of a clever idea in a hurry. He bent down and pretended to be panicked. "Butler Chang, calm down. We will leave now. We will leave now."

Aunt Chang: What’s going on?