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

When Song Sanzhu saw that Erlang wanted to harm his son, what could he do?

Song Sanzhu was no Zhang Bangchui, he was also a seven-foot-tall man, tall and strong. He immediately started to wrestle with Song Erlang.

However, as soon as he started fighting, Song Sanzhu knew that he was no match for his nephew.

Ever since he got his beloved widow Sun, he had been partying almost every night, and his body had been drained.

Later, he pretended to be paralyzed and could not afford three meals a day. Naturally, his body was not as strong as the vigorous Song Erlang.

Zhang Bangchui and his son wanted to come over to help, but were scolded by him.

"Get out? This is our family affair. I'm cleaning up the mess. No one is allowed to interfere. Get out of here."

Zhang Bangchui also knew that he couldn't help much in this state, and it would be dangerous for Xiao Qiusheng to stay here, so he said, "Be careful."

He pulled Xiao Qiu Sheng and ran back.

The sun was setting in the west and the road was no longer visible. Neither of them was familiar with the place and could only run back the same way instinctively.

But the old cemetery was full of stones, and the frail scholar Zhang Bangchui kicked a stone and sprained his ankle.

He sprained his ankle and couldn't walk, and his head was dizzy from excessive blood loss. He was worried about letting Qiu Sheng leave alone, and he was also worried about keeping him here.

It was at this time that Song Jinxiu and the others came over.

At this time, the old Song family, which had been smashed and looted by Song Jinxiu's orders, was in complete silence.

Song Dazhu came back with a dark face after going out to inquire about the news.

"Erlang was caught red-handed trying to drown Qiu Sheng. This is a big deal. Dad, how will this end?"

Old Lady Song was tired of scolding. She wiped the corner of her mouth and said fiercely, "She deserved to be drowned. If I had known that the little girl was so vicious, I should have drowned her too!"

Her wardrobe was in pieces, her pot had a huge hole in the bottom, and her bowl was just a pile of slag...

Song Sizhu showed a sinister smile on his face. What's the big deal about one death? It would be better if all of them died!

Because the bed was also smashed by the Song family's servants.

Song Dashi sat on a pile of wooden shelves, smoking his pipe.

Ever since his house was smashed, he'd been thinking about one thing: those kids now were no longer the same as they were before. He couldn't shake them.

San Ya's sharp gaze and cold words could destroy his family with a wave of her hand, and he was unable to stop it and was powerless.

Even Sizhu, who had always loved to fight and dominate, became gloomy and timid because of losing a hand. He squatted in the corner and didn't even dare to raise his head.

San Ya's change was so great that he went from being furious to reflecting on himself now.

For most of his life, he considered himself a wise man.

Those who act will fail, and those who hold on to it will lose. When dealing with powerful hegemons, we should avoid their sharp edges and keep a respectful distance.

Although he was not well educated and could not read many words, he always remembered the words his father taught him when he was a child.

So if he goes to work in the county town, he can earn money safely.

He was able to purchase fifty acres of land by his own efforts, which was enough to support Dalang and Erlang to study in the academy. If Dalang could become an official, then the status of their Song family would be greatly changed, and they would be the first in Songjia Village.

The village head and the old clan leader all had to stand aside.

My second brother also went to the county town to work, but ended up disabled. What is the situation of our family now?

So, he also educated Dalang in this way since he was young.

When did everything start to get out of control?

Yes, ever since San Ya hit her head.

Song Dashi narrowed his eyes in confusion.

My grandmother also said that the tighter you hold a handful of sand, the more it will flow away. If you turn it into a puddle of mud, whether you use it to paste the stove or the kang, isn't it up to you?

Song Dashi regretted that he had let a few ungrateful people break off the relationship. After leaving home, he became a pile of loose sand and could no longer hold on.

He knew that he could no longer confront these ungrateful people head-on.

Just like today, the dead girl smashed and destroyed things, but they were powerless to do anything.

Fight back? He looked around and found no one at home who could do that.

Ask her to pay compensation? Forget it. Last time, I just wanted to make some money, but ended up paralyzed and disabled.

He wanted to find someone to reason with and report to the police, but his clan protected them and his neighbors helped them. When he went to the government, they could only prove that Sizhu had accidentally injured someone, and that Sizhu's injury was his own fault.

Alas, the third pillar is useless, the fourth pillar is damaged, and the second pillar is slippery and cannot be relied upon. Now, who else can he rely on except the honest and timid eldest boss?

If Song Jinxiu knew about the changes in Song Dashi's heart, she would probably be surprised.

This is indeed a wise old man who can judge the situation and take drastic measures to survive at any time.

Unfortunately, he was wrong from the beginning. To survive, it depends on who you are giving up.

The fact that he could be so indifferent to his blood relatives meant that he was lacking something, and that was love.

He has no fatherly love for his children, and even less kindness for his descendants.

He is only selfish and heartless. Even Song Dalang is just a tool for him to dominate Songjia Village in the future.

What's even more terrifying is that he wants to treat his ideas as golden sayings and pass them down from generation to generation.

"Dad, please tell me what to do about this."

Song Dashi looked up from the smoke and asked, "Is Qiu Sheng dead?"

Song Dazhu shook his head: "It seems that he didn't die, and was rescued. Dad, it's a big deal that he didn't die. The clan leader will open the ancestral hall and deal with him according to clan rules."

Song Dashi took a puff of his cigarette and said calmly, "Write a letter to Erzhu. This is his son. Let him handle it. I'm old and incompetent. I'll live with you from now on. Dazhu, I'm counting on you."

Song Dazhu was a little confused. What was going on?

This is exactly about Erlang.

"Even if Erzhu comes back, won't there be some commotion? Erlang might end up in jail, and Dalang still has to take the imperial examination, Dad?"

Will it affect Dalang's career if someone in his family goes to jail?

Song Dazhu's wife suddenly understood that her father-in-law wanted to divide the family again.

If we follow them, then the money Erzhu earns will have nothing to do with them, right?

Now that Sizhu has lost one of his hands, he can no longer do his job. Without Sizhu's income, and with Erzhu's income missing, how will this family survive in the future?

Mrs. Song is not stupid either. The old man wants to split up the family business in order to protect Dalang's career.

Humph! Then I have to think carefully about how much money is appropriate for them to pay as filial piety each year. We can't be like the paralyzed third brother who doesn't pay a cent.

Each family member has his or her own thoughts and no one cares about Song Erlang's life or death. Song Erlang's biological mother, Qian Daya, was locked up in the house by the old couple out of anger and had no idea what was happening outside.

Because Song Erlang was stupid.

They all said that he had offended the ancestors and was being punished, so the clan let go of his attempt to murder Qiu Sheng.

So the Song family did not split up.

Zhang Bangchui woke up as soon as he got home and ran to the toilet.

After running to the toilet several times, his family was so worried that they wanted to call a doctor that night, but he became more and more refreshed, and his injuries healed a lot.

The whole family found it magical.

Because there was a precedent of Song Erlang being punished by the ancestor, the villagers said that it must be the ancestor's appearance, and this was to thank him for saving the Song family's descendants.

Song Jinxiu knew that it might be the drop of spiritual dew that was diluted five hundred times that had the effect.