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

The stuff that fell out could fill at least three small bowls.

All eyes turned to Song Ruier, and everyone was talking.

"Song Rui'er is still hiding something in her sleeves. Is she not full? The Qiao family makes such a large amount of wine."

"Yeah, even though we haven't had a good meal in a while, we can't finish it. This kid has a huge appetite."

"The Qiao family said that if you can't finish it, you can take it home to avoid wasting it. You hid it in your sleeve. I'm afraid you want to eat it in private without telling the adults."

"That's right, this kid is too selfish and has too many plans."

"But, Song Rui'er can't go home these days, so it's understandable that she hides a few things, haha."

Being laughed at by so many people, Song Ruier stood there, clenching her fists, her face turning pale and blue.

He originally thought that he was superior to the Song family, but he didn't expect that now, like all the Song family members, he would be judged and discussed by everyone.

For a moment, Song Ruier wanted to die.

He just wanted to leave here quickly, and wanted to leave in a hurry with his head down, but Song Lao Er strode over, grabbed him and slapped him in the face.

"You restless little bastard, how many days do you still want to hide in the mountains? Your father is useless, and your mother doesn't want you. You can only be obedient and filial to me. If you have any other thoughts, I will kill you."

"Remember?"

Song Ruier nodded with tears in her eyes.

"Come here." Song Lao Er shouted while sitting on the stool.

Song Ruier walked to his side obediently.

Song Laoer put his hands on his legs and sat upright.

"I'm done eating, give me a shoulder and back massage."

Song Ruier had no choice but to do as she was told.

"Not strong enough, add a little more force."

Song Lao Er looked around and smiled: "This is called a son being filial to his father. Who said I don't have a son? Others raised him and picked him up ready-made. How comfortable it is."

Everyone felt bored and ignored him and continued eating and drinking.

The Song family had almost finished their meal when they realized that three people were missing from the house.

"Grandma, Mom, Second Aunt, where did they go? They are not at other tables either." Song Daming looked around and a puzzled look appeared on his face.

"He should have finished his meal and went back home." Song Xiaohua said.

"Who would share a table with them and eat like a sow?" Boss Song knew his family's morals very well: "Even if they went to eat at another table, they wouldn't leave so early."

Song Lao Er frowned.

"Dahua, go home and see if they are there."

Song Dahahua went back to the Song family, and when she came back, her face looked a little strange.

"They never came back home. When they left, I propped the door shut with a wooden stick. The stick is still there, and the lock has never been opened."

The Song family looked at each other.

Song Ruier said, "When I first came here, I heard grandma say that she was going to find Miss Guan and set some rules for her. She wanted Miss Guan to reinstate me—Song Lao San—to his original position. I'm afraid she'd offended someone."

He was happy that three people had gotten into trouble, because that way there would be fewer people ordering him around. It would be best if all the Song family members died, leaving only him. That way everything would be his, and he wouldn't have to live in unrest every day.

So, he only said it now.

Several people's faces changed.

Song Daming murmured, "It's over, it's over! They're so bold, daring to lecture Miss Guan. Aren't they just jumping into the fire?"

"Maybe the person has been taken away. If he is not dead, he will lose half his life." Song Xiaohua said with a shudder.

The garrison had a prison and various torture instruments, which were used to punish those who offended the garrison and the generals.

"You ignorant woman, you actually came up with such a stupid idea. Who is Miss Guan to dare to act so arrogantly in front of others?" Song Lao Er cursed: "It would be better if you died. I can marry someone else if you die."

After he said this, he realized that Song Dahua and Song Xiaohua were staring at him, making him feel uncomfortable all over.

Song Lao Er also felt that his thoughts were too obvious. Hoping for his wife to die was not a glorious thing.

He touched his chin and said, "Anyway, I won't save them. I can't save them. If they die on their own, who can they blame?"

The eldest brother Song also had the same idea. If Shen died, he would just replace her with another one. It didn't matter if Old Lady Song died, as she always took care of things. After she died, the two brothers could divide the family property and each get half. How comfortable and free it would be.

"Alas, if they really have offended the camp, there's really nothing we can do. Let's just wait for news at home."

The two brothers tacitly agreed to ignore the matter.

"This isn't good. If we just leave everything alone, what if we really lose our lives? It's better to go and plead with General Guan to release him."

After all, they were his grandmother and mother, and Song Daming couldn't just watch them die.

"Shut up right there." Boss Song shouted angrily.

"Are you sure you were taken away from the camp? What will you say when you get to General Guan? I'm not afraid of slandering and offending you. If that happens, you'll be taken away too."

Song Daming didn't dare to speak.

Song Dahahua and Song Xiaohua looked at each other and chose to remain silent. They were not as worried as Song Daming.

Anyway, they are money-losing goods, and Chen has always looked down on them. If she really can't survive, there will be one less person looking down on them, and she will have a lot less to worry about in the future.

Seeing that the Song family was discussing the whereabouts of several people, Qiao Jianer deliberately passed by here twice.

She realized that she had thought too much and overestimated the Song family.

Although he guessed that his family members were taken away by the camp, he did not think about rescuing them, but instead had his own plans.

She was a little worried that the Song family would disturb Guan Yuqin and say some unpleasant things, but now she no longer had this concern.

Such a disunited family with selfish motives will fall apart if there is any interference from external factors.

Feng went to the kitchen to pick out the best dishes, and she and Qiao Xier brought them to the young couple's room.

Ling Yin was bored in the room alone, so she lifted her red veil and walked around a few times to loosen up her muscles.

She found a picture album on the dressing table and opened it to look at it.

There is a coherent story between the paintings, which can be understood without reading the text. She was fascinated by it.

Hearing footsteps outside, she immediately ran to the bed and took off the red veil again.

Seeing her daughter-in-law motionless, Feng went over and pulled her up: "It's so tiring to sit like this. No one can see you. Just go to your own convenience. It will only make you suffer."

Ling Yin was delighted by her mother-in-law's open-mindedness, and she didn't hide it from her: "Mom, I just got up and walked around, and looked at that picture album."

Feng smiled when she heard this: "That's right, your sister Jian'er put that picture album in here just to entertain you."

Qiao Xier placed the food on the table and said, "Sister-in-law, my eldest brother will come in and eat with you."

"He hasn't eaten Dayong yet?" Ling Yin was a little surprised.

Dayong was outside entertaining guests and drinking with them, and she thought he was already full.

"He didn't eat. He only drank a little. He said he wanted to keep his stomach empty for his bride. No one tried to persuade him."

Qiao Xier winked at Ling Yin: "We won't disturb you. We'll go out first."

After the mother and daughter left, Dayong entered the bridal chamber with a faint smell of alcohol.