Song Youliang looked coldly at Mr. Wang who was sitting in the main seat, and thought to himself, "Tsk, what's so great about a scholar? When he's drunk he will still act crazy and brag."

Wang Xiucai was drunk until his face flushed and his eyes were blurry. He slapped the table excitedly and said, "I really didn't expect that people from a small place like Songsi Village could be so sensible!

"Not only can the unmarried daughter-in-law handle the funeral so perfectly, but the village head even came to supervise it personally. Your visit to our Wang family is truly an honor to our humble home!"

Wang Xiucai's sarcastic tone made many people at the table unable to hold back their laughter. Song Youliang listened to these voices and thought to himself, "Go ahead and laugh, but wait a minute I'm going to slap you hard in the face!"

Wang Xiucai saw that Song Youliang didn't dare to refute at all, and thought to himself, what can a village head do? He still has to listen to my teachings, right?

He spoke more and more excitedly, slamming his fist on the table and saying, "To be honest, Old Song, I have always looked down on my daughter-in-law who has not yet married into the family. She is just a soldier of my uncle's family. How can she be worthy of my family of scholars?"

The relatives who were attending the funeral this time were obviously very suitable to act as supporting roles. When they heard what Mr. Wang said, they immediately took over the conversation.

"That's right! Even though Runhe hasn't received any instruction from you, he's still able to achieve such impressive results. If he could really get a few pointers from you, he'd definitely soar to new heights!"

"Hey, we've all seen how well your daughter-in-law, who hasn't married yet, has handled things. If she were to marry into our family with such a capable and efficient spirit, I'd wake up laughing in my dreams. It's because you have high standards that you look down on her."

Song Youliang listened to the chattering of several people at the table and couldn't help but snort coldly.

The middle-aged man sitting next to him immediately flew into a rage, glaring at Song Youliang fiercely and saying, "I've been displeased with you ever since you came over here. What do you mean by this now? Do you disagree with us, or do you look down on us, Mr. Wang?"

Mr. Wang was drunk and glared at him when he heard him trying to stir up trouble.

"You, you, Song Lizheng, if you have something to say, just say it directly, don't use these tricks! Otherwise, don't say that our Wangjia Village doesn't know how to entertain guests!"

Song Youliang naturally understood the threat in his words and sneered, "How dare I disrespect you, the only scholar in the area? I'm just worried that you'll meet the wrong person and be cheated out of all your wealth, and then have to count the money for others!"

After hearing this, several people looked at each other in surprise. Mr. Wang also sobered up a little and couldn't help feeling a pang in his heart.

"You, what do you mean, did you hear some rumors?"

He thought something had happened to his concubines, and his hand holding the cup slowly tightened. He thought to himself, if Song Youliang is really so ignorant as to expose his family's dirty laundry in front of so many people, then don't blame him for being rude!

"Mr. Wang, I respect you, so I wanted to tell you as soon as I got the news so that you wouldn't be kept in the dark."

Mr. Wang leaned back, the danger in his eyes clear.

"Wangjia Village is quite far from our village, so it's understandable that you haven't heard about some new things."

Song Youliang took a sip of wine slowly. "But I'm just saying this here. I won't admit it outside the house, lest they spread rumors back to Songsi Village that I, as the head of the village, don't care about my fellow villagers."

Seeing that he was talking a lot of nonsense and never getting to the point, several people couldn't help but urge him, "Stop keeping us in suspense and say what you want to say!"

Song Youliang cleared his throat and then got to the point.

"I believe you've all heard that Gu Dahuai, the father of your daughter-in-law, Mr. Wang, was severely beaten by his sister-in-law. You can find out what he did if you ask around.

"As the saying goes, a dragon gives birth to a dragon, a phoenix gives birth to a phoenix, and a mouse's son will dig holes. Although I don't dare to generalize, marriage is a matter between two families. If you don't consider the family's reputation, I'm afraid you will suffer sooner or later."

Mr. Wang straightened his sitting posture a little and was about to ask Song Youliang what he meant by this, but he didn't expect this guy to get up and leave.

When someone at the same table reacted quickly and stood up to hold him back, he heard Mr. Wang coldly stop him.

"No, are the people of Wangjia Village scared? How could they be provoked by his unclear words?"

The man wanted to chase after him, but was stopped by the person he was traveling with and was warned in a low voice.

"Hush, are you stupid? Didn't you understand what that evil-minded village head meant? He came here just to cause trouble!"

"And from what he said, it seems that he doesn't agree with this marriage with Mr. Wang's family. This is no small matter!"

"That's right! What's the fuss between Mr. Wang and Run He? Behind closed doors, they are father and son. What's our relationship with them? Who can we afford to offend?"

The man who was chasing someone only then realized how reckless he was and broke out in a cold sweat.

"Thank you all for reminding me, otherwise I would never know why I died!"

Song Youliang rode his donkey slowly towards the small inn at the entrance of Wangjia Village, thinking to himself, "I've already thrown this pebble into the lake. Mr. Wang, please don't let me down."

Gu Dahuai didn't know that Song Youliang had caused him a big trouble. After eating and drinking, he lay down and fell into a deep sleep.

Early the next morning, Lin Qing got up to mix the stuffing. He thought to himself that he had to sell the sour jujube cake first and then come back quickly to sell buns. His schedule was really tight.

The buses to town all leave on time, which is a bit inconvenient. I wish I had my own car someday...

Gu Sihe was holding a sour jujube cake and complaining like a little kid.

"Hmph, my second brother is busy selling buns this afternoon, my third brother is taking Grandpa Youzu to look for snake beans, and my eldest brother is staying home to study. So am I the only one going to town with Mom today? You brothers are so unreliable at the crucial moment."

Gu Sanmu watered the fields and scoffed, "It's all because you didn't dare to say a word after you went to Grandpa Youzu's place yesterday. You didn't dare to come back until dark."

Gu Ermiao couldn't help laughing when he heard his third brother say that. "Sanmu is right! If you had completed the task yesterday, he wouldn't have to clean up your mess today!"

Gu Sihe muttered, "I, Grandpa Youzu is so scary, isn't it normal for me not to dare to speak when I see him? Second brother, you say I'm happy now, but when I meet Grandpa Youzu, I still tuck my tail between my legs."

Gu Ermiao raised his hand as if to hit him, and Gu Sihe hurried away with his neck stiffened. After the two quarreled for a while, Lin Qing had already prepared the stuffing and put it aside. He then called to Gu Ermiao and said,

"Yuan Xin and I will be away this afternoon. Er Miao, make all the arrangements. If you really run into any trouble, close the stall immediately and wait for me to come back and handle it. Don't put yourself in danger."

Gu Ermiao nodded and looked at Gu Sihe with some concern, "Mom, are you sure it's okay to just take him to town?"

Gu Sihe forced a smile indignantly, puffed out his chest, and said, "Humph, Second Brother, don't look down on me. I can definitely protect Mom!"

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