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

"Nonsense, why are you filing a complaint? We're all family. San'er? San Ya is really a rude girl. Go talk to her later. It's a great virtue to admit one's mistakes and correct them. As long as you brothers are arranged, I, as a grandfather, will not bother with her anymore."

Song Dashi acted like a magnanimous patriarch and tapped the bowl of his pipe.

Song Si Ya asked happily, "Grandma, if you become an imperial concubine, can I become a princess?"

Everyone in the room excitedly expressed their demands and looked forward to a bright future.

Song Sanzhu opened his mouth and tried to speak several times but was interrupted.

Song Sanzhu stood up silently: They all have beautiful thoughts, as if the world belongs to the Song family. They all think about their own good things, and no one asks whether the children are living well?

Not as good as Qiu Sheng’s friends?

When he first arrived in the village, the children he met still remembered to ask how Qiu Sheng was. These were his blood relatives, no wonder the children didn't want them anymore.

Are you still going to file a complaint with the emperor? Fine! Go ahead and file a complaint. If you want to end up like Shuangwu, go ahead and file a complaint!

Song Sanzhu felt that this whole family was courting death and he couldn't stop them, so he just let them go.

He stood up, staggered out the door, and said to Li Cheng and You Yu, who were left in the yard, "Let's go to my room and sleep."

In the main room, everyone was still talking and imagining the future, and no one noticed that Song Sanzhu had left.

Maybe he discovered it, but the future is too bright to bother with it.

However, when the three of them arrived at the door of the west wing, they were stunned.

Qian Daya was leaning against the door, holding Song Erlang's tablet. When she saw them coming, she bared her yellow teeth and said sarcastically, "This west wing is ours now. Third brother, do you want to sleep in the same room with my second sister-in-law?"

Song Sanzhu frowned and looked at her: "This is my house, how dare you occupy it?"

"Who's taking over this? This is what Dad gave to our second wife. What's going on? Are you trying to steal it?"

Qian Daya's unique loud voice finally alarmed everyone in the room who were imagining the future.

Song Erzhu was the first to rush out and explained, "Third brother, this is what happened..."

It turned out that Dalang was engaged and the house was no longer big enough for him, so Song Sanzhu's house was naturally requisitioned.

Song Sanzhu asked expressionlessly, "Then where do I live?"

Everyone looked at each other in confusion: "Really? Where do you live?"

Song Sanzhu looked at everyone's expressions. It seemed that everyone was looking forward to his return, but they didn't even prepare a place for him to live?

He also fantasized about bedding that smelled like sunshine and missed the love of home.

This family relationship is so sad!

Song Dazhu's wife said, "Third brother, Chunsheng's mansion has many rooms. They don't have a master at home now, and a group of servants are enjoying themselves there, and they don't even let our parents live there.

I thought that since we were not allowed to live there, my third brother is their biological father, so it should be his responsibility to live there.

So I didn't prepare a place for my third brother to live.

Besides, Third Brother is used to living in a big house in Beijing, how could he be interested in our shabby house? Right, Third Brother? "

Old Lady Song said, "San'er, if you're embarrassed, come on, I'll go with you."

"No need." Song Sanzhu said this coldly, led You Yu and Li Cheng, and left the Song family without looking back.

A gust of wind blew, and Song Sanzhu couldn't help shivering.

"Master, put on your clothes."

Li Cheng put the cloak in his hand on Song Sanzhu. It was still a bit cold on this March night.

Song Sanzhu hugged the cloak tightly. This cloak was a reward from Qiu Sheng. The poached chicken he made was delicious, and his youngest son took him shopping and bought him a cloak.

Seeing Song Sanzhu sniffing, Li Cheng asked worriedly, "Master, are you okay?"

Song Sanzhu: "I miss my son."

Li Cheng:......

Yu Yu: ...

Song Sanzhu wiped his face and said with a wry smile, "I'm sorry to have made a fool of myself. I'm homeless now. Why don't you two stay in the big house at the east end for one night?"

Li Cheng asked, "Master, what about you?"

Song Sanzhu shook his head and said, "I want to take a walk and calm down."

Li Cheng was about to speak, but You Yu tugged at his clothes and whispered, "You go find the champion, I'll go with the master."

Li Cheng understood and hurried to find Zhang Zihan.

The nights in Songjia Village are quiet. Under the moonlight, the sounds of children playing and dogs barking can be heard from time to time.

Song Sanzhu wandered aimlessly and unknowingly arrived at the door of the ancestral hall.

The lights were on in the ancestral hall, and the voice of the old patriarch could be faintly heard.

Song Sanzhu didn't dare to go in and disturb them, so he leaned against the door frame and counted the stars.

The old patriarch's nagging voice came to my ears intermittently.

"Grandfather, the children have become successful. Our child is a princess, a princess!

Hey! To be honest, when Xiu Yatou became a princess, I was so happy that I sang little songs in my heart every day.

But ever since she became a princess, I have become a little worried. The child is still young, and she has been blessed by the emperor to become a princess of the highest rank. I wonder how many people are jealous of her?

It's not easy for a child. A child of this age has to take care of such a big thing alone. It makes me feel so sad just thinking about it.

But now it's good. Zi Han has done well and won the top spot in the imperial examination. Now there is finally someone in the court who can help her.

Don't worry, ancestor. I am still in good health. I will take good care of the Song family for the children. If anyone is restless, I will not be able to get through this hurdle. No one can hold the children back.

The old patriarch kept on rambling.

Song Sanzhu sniffed. He was the biological father, but it seemed that he could only be a hindrance.

When Zhang Zihan led his men to look for him, Song Sanzhu was already asleep wrapped in a cloak.

Zhang Zihan sighed and signaled Li Cheng to carry the person back to the big house in the east end for resettlement.

Silent all night.

The next day, the first thing Song Sanzhu did when he woke up was to shave his head.

Li Cheng frowned and asked, "Master, my hair has finally grown long enough to be tied up. Do you really want to shave it?"

Song Sanzhu: "Shave it, I'll shave my head and become a monk. My parents can't rely on me anymore, right?"

Li Cheng: "Is there no other way?"

"I'm not very smart, does Ah Cheng have any good ideas?"

Li Cheng shook his head: "Then let's get a haircut."

He didn't know what to do with his master's parents.

So, Song Sanzhu became a bald man again.

As Li Cheng put the wig on him, he said, "Master, you should wear this wig normally. When you become a monk, you can take it off."

"Yeah, you're really thoughtful. My scalp is quite cold without hair, so it can keep me warm if I wear it."

While eating, Zhang Zihan looked at his outfit and couldn't help but take a few more glances.

"You can tie your hair up, right? You can just wear a hat. Why are you wearing a wig?"

"You didn't shave your hair again, did you?" Zhang Zihan couldn't help but step forward to check.

Sure enough, this guy shaved his head again. Why?

After hearing the truth from Li Cheng, Zhang Zihan was speechless.

"Your brother is being unreasonable. Just ignore them. Why did you shave his head?"

"Are they so easily dismissed?"

As the two were talking, a servant came to report: Song Erzhu is here.

Song Erzhu shouted in the yard: "Third brother, let's go, let's go early and come back early."

Song Sanzhu was stunned, "Where to?"

"Of course, you're going to get me a job?"