Bring your aunt to eat big meat, the scumbag father's family is furious

Qiao Jianer wanted to know what kind of bird Song Ruier could name.

She lazily got up from the rattan chair, walked out, and waved Dashun to come over.

After all, she was the only one in the yard.

Dashun stared at Song Ruier motionlessly, his eyes emitting a faint green light and his tail wagging slowly.

"Go ahead."

Song Rui'er was furious and asked immediately, "How could you have harmed Dad like this?"

"Ah, what does it have to do with me?"

"Don't pretend I don't know. That day, Qiao was taken away, and right after that, I saw you riding a horse towards the camp, but you took a different route."

"I thought you were going to General Guan to plead for the Qiao family, but I never thought you were going to file a complaint."

"Dad worked hard for ten years and finally became a captain, and you ruined him like this."

Qiao Jianer crossed her arms, looking puzzled. "Song Rui'er, are you crazy? Haven't you experienced what Song Lao San's attitude towards you is like? And yet you keep defending him and pitying his plight."

"No matter what, he is still our father." Song Ruier's eyes were filled with hatred.

"Dad is in a high position. Even if he doesn't want to recognize us now, if we work hard in the future, he will still let us come to him and show filial piety, and give us benefits."

"But you are short-sighted. You are going to ruin my father's future just because you are angry."

"Dad is living a life worse than death now, neither human nor ghost, are you satisfied?"

"Of course I'm satisfied. I even think it's not miserable enough." Qiao Jianer said calmly.

"I'm not like you, trying to curry favor with someone who doesn't like you. You're thinking that if you can't recognize me now, you can recognize me later. But do you think I'll give you that chance? No matter how hard you try, Song Lao San will be afraid that your deeds will be exposed and your bright future will be ruined. You're just dreaming."

"Stupid." Two words came out of Song Ruier's mouth.

Snapped!

As soon as he finished speaking, Qiao Jianer slapped him.

The little bastard was condescending to teach her a lesson and coming to her to ask for a beating. Then she would satisfy his wish.

Song Ruier covered his burning face and tried to resist in anger, but Dashun rushed over and bit his ankle.

"Ouch." Song Rui'er screamed in pain as she felt a sharp pain going into her bones. She lifted her foot and shook Dashun off, then squatted down and covered her bleeding ankle.

"Qiao Jian'er, I told you you're stupid. Dad is no ordinary man to have reached this position. He's General Guan's son-in-law, and now he's subject to General Guan's control and can't make his own choices. When General Guan dies, he'll abandon Miss Guan. Will he then disown us?"

It turned out that this was Song Ruier's idea, which was why she was so patient before.

Qiao Jianer admired the power of genes a little. On this point, the father and son were indeed of the same blood and had the same idea.

"Maybe." She said, a hint of contempt on her lips: "But Song Rui'er, listen carefully, I don't want it."

"I'm not like you, who spends all day thinking about being under the protection of Song Lao San and wanting to be recognized by him."

"No matter how high his position is, such a heartless person is not worthy of my following."

"This is probably the difference between being a human and being a dog."

"Go away, don't let Dashun bite you again."

Song Ruier walked away with gritted teeth.

As he walked, he began to realize one thing: Song Lao San was no longer able to do well, but the Qiao family was getting richer and richer. The three brothers of the Qiao family had some military power in their hands. They were highly valued by General Chu and praised by General Guan.

The Qiao family has a bright future——

He is the son of the Qiao family and the grandson of the Qiao family. If he is willing to change his mind, the Qiao family should be able to accept him.

At that time, he will lead the Song family to prosperity and bring glory to the Song family.

Thinking of this, Song Ruier felt relieved.

There is always a way out.

Of course, he would start with the best person.

Qiao Yunni came back carrying a basket of pig feed. The six piglets in her family have now grown into the size of medium pigs and have a big appetite, so she had to find another basket.

The heavy pig grass bent her back. She lowered her head and hurried on her way, not noticing that there was a person in front of her.

"Mom." Someone called out. It wasn't Jian'er's voice, but it seemed to be directed at her.

Qiao Yunni looked up and saw that it was Song Ruier, holding a big basket in her hand, as if waiting for her.

She frowned, not wanting to pay attention, and was about to take a detour to leave when Song Ruier came over and blocked her way.

"You're in the way, get out of the way."

In Qiao Yunni's heart, she no longer considered Song Ruier, the ungrateful person, her child.

But, after all, he was her biological son, so she didn't want to see him.

"Mom, you must be exhausted from carrying so much pig grass. I'm here to help you." Song Ruier said sincerely with a clear look in her eyes.

If someone shows too much kindness for no reason, he is either a traitor or a thief. How could Qiao Yunni not understand this truth?

"I can handle it myself, you should go help your parents." Qiao Yunni said coldly.

But Song Ruier grabbed her backpack, preventing her from moving forward.

"Mom, I must help you. You are my real mother. Otherwise, others will say I am unfilial."

Now that winter has arrived, there is less grass for the pigs, so they have to go to a farther place to find it. Qiao Yunni was out of breath after carrying him over a hill, and she didn't have much strength to compete with Song Ruier.

Being pulled like this, he lost his balance, took a step back, and fell to the ground.

A large backpack full of pig feed also fell to the ground.

Song Ruier picked up the scattered pig grass and put it in the basket.

"Mom, I'm just sharing your burden. I'm your son, and I'll be filial to you. Do you want to hold a grudge against me for the rest of my life just because of my little mistake?"

The word "filial piety" sounds so awkward when it comes out of Song Ruier's mouth.

Although he said nice things and acted like a filial son, Qiao Yunni could not feel any warmth from him as a son.

It was as if, while completing the assigned task, there was a sense of weirdness.

The basket that Song Ruier brought was soon full. As she looked at this scene, a feeling of nausea arose.

He rushed over, pushed Song Ruier away, threw the basket far away, and without caring about the wasted pig grass, he picked up the backpack and left.

"I know what kind of person you are. You don't have to act with me. Since you chose to break off relations with me, then don't come near me."

"Ouch." Song Ruier cried out, seeming to be in great pain.

"Mom, it hurts, it hurts so much."

Qiao Yunni just pushed him, why would she have such a reaction?

She looked back in surprise and saw two rows of dog tooth marks on Song Ruier's rolled-up trouser legs. A lot of blood had flowed there and solidified on the surface, making a bloody mess.