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

After finishing their two bowls of noodles, Song Guangtian and Song Guangdi still felt hungry and glanced longingly at Song Ruier.

Song Ruier then ordered the waiter to bring two more bowls of noodles.

Seeing this, the other members of the Song family also finished their food quickly and said, "I want another bowl too."

"And me, make more noodles and more soup."

Even if they were already full, they felt it would be a waste not to eat another bowl.

Song Ruier felt contempt for them, but she still did as they asked.

He loves people who are in dire straits; he can bribe them with just a bowl of noodles.

The two children were full after eating half a bowl of noodles, and the rest was divided up by the adults. They fought over the chopsticks, and the families finished the noodles, splattering soup all over the table.

Song Ruier tentatively asked, "Judging from your family, you don't seem to have lived a hard life before. You came to seek refuge with Princess Zhenguo. Has something happened to your family?"

Song Fusheng wiped his mouth, feeling satisfied with his meal and a sense of warmth towards the boy who had helped them.

He glared at the timid Song Guangdi with a look that seemed to want to tear him apart.

Song Guangdi lowered his head, feeling extremely annoyed.

“Our family was originally well-off, but our second son was cheated and lost all our assets. Otherwise, we would have been living a good life in the countryside and would not have wanted to come to the capital.”

Song Ruier felt a surge of satisfaction upon hearing this, but it was a pity that no one had died in the family tragedy; it would have been better if a few had died.

His face held a half-smile: "Even the best days of the past couldn't compare to the tiny bit peeking out from under the fingernails of the Princess Zhenguo."

The bearded Song Guangtian couldn't help but ask, "I've heard that the Princess Zhenguo is very popular. Just how popular is she?"

Song Ruier seemed a little embarrassed: "Well, how should I put it? Princess Zhenguo is very trusted by the Emperor. The Emperor entrusts her with many important matters and consults her on key decisions. It can be said that she is more powerful than a prince or a first-rank minister. As for how much money she has, it is immeasurable. Some people say that she has enough money to buy several large swamp countries."

As he spoke, a wave of jealousy washed over him. What Qiao Lian'er possessed now was something he could never hope to achieve even with a lifetime of effort.

They might not even be able to touch the edge.

The Song family members gasped in shock. Wasn't that the legendary position of being second only to the emperor and above ten thousand others?

Is it really possible for a person to be this rich?

Let alone a tiny bit leaking from under their fingernails, even a speck of dust blown away by a breeze from Qiao Lian'er's body would be enough to make their entire family rich.

The Song family was thrilled and filled with anticipation.

It wasn't appropriate to talk too much in the noodle shop, so Song Ruier took the whole family to a free, open park.

Song Qijin's three-year-old son saw someone passing by with candied hawthorns in hand. These candied hawthorns were very big and bright red, unlike those in the town. He reached out his hand for the candied hawthorns.

"Dad, Mom, I want to eat candied hawthorn."

Wei glanced at Song Ruier.

Song Ruier pouted and bought a string of candied hawthorns.

Seeing this, Song Qitu's daughter also tried to grab it, and the two children started fighting in the street.

This time, Song Ruier didn't interfere, knowing full well the human nature of taking advantage of others.

Especially since this family was so destitute, he was their lifeline.

Finally, Song Qitu's wife, Lin, snatched the two from her nephew and gave them to her daughter.

Song Qijin's son burst into tears, feeling very unwilling.

Song Ruier felt a headache coming on and quickened her pace.

The garden was rather dilapidated, and there weren't many people inside.

“We’ve eaten our fill. Now tell me, what do you want us to do?” Song Qijin said.

"First of all, you must not directly approach Qiao Lian'er. Do not attract her attention, lest you alert her."

"I have already explained the pros and cons to you."

"Next, you need to go to the Ministry of Personnel's Department of Placement and tell them that you are relatives of Qiao Lian'er. Ask them to make arrangements for you and establish this relationship. That way, when you go to her, she won't be able to deny it and will have to take responsibility for you from now on," Song Rui'er said.

The Song family nodded in agreement. If they went to the Qiao family's door now, they might be driven away, but if their kinship was registered and officially certified, Qiao Lian'er would never be able to shake them off again.

"The problem is, how can the Bureau of Subordinate Affairs believe that we are relatives of Princess Zhenguo?" Song Dujuan asked, getting to the heart of the matter.

Song Ruier glanced at the most intelligent person in the Song family.

"Don't worry about that, I'll find someone to vouch for you."

"Before that, you should change into better clothes and take good care of yourselves from head to toe, otherwise you won't even be able to enter the gates of the Bureau of Subordinate Affairs."

After saying that, he casually tossed a few pieces of silver on the ground.

"Let's meet here at daybreak tomorrow."

Seeing his casual yet disdainful gesture of throwing the silver, Song Fusheng felt a little embarrassed, and the other members of the Song family also frowned.

However, Song Fusheng still let Song Qitu pick it up.

"Should we do as he says? What if he tries to harm us?" Mrs. Wu said worriedly, "We don't know anyone here."

“What he said makes sense. Thinking about it, it doesn’t seem to do us any harm. On the contrary, it’s more comprehensive,” Song Dujuan said.

With the official confirmation of their kinship, and with official endorsement, Qiao Lian'er had no choice but to acknowledge them.

Song Dujuan said resolutely, "Our whole family has come to the capital. There is no way back. Since that's the case, we must establish ourselves here and become successful. Only Qiao Lian'er can save us and help us. We must seize this opportunity and take every step carefully and cautiously."

Everyone agreed.

Song Guangtian snorted: "I do remember now. When the Qiao family was prosperous in Datian Village, I passed by the Qiao family members and they didn't even greet me. Qiao Lian'er acted as if she didn't know me, even though she was a member of the Song family."

“Even if we go to see her now, she might not recognize us.”

"So, we need to have her completely under our control, so she won't be able to refuse us."

Song Ruier found someone: Ji Changsheng, the young master of the Ji family.

Unlike others, Song Ruier and Ji Changsheng shared a life-or-death bond.

It's not that Song Ruier has any chivalrous or kind heart. Once, Ji Changsheng fell into a pool, and Song Ruier was passing by. He stood by the pool for a while and felt that Ji Changsheng was still somewhat useful, so he pulled him out. In other words, Ji Changsheng owed him a life.

Ji Changsheng's father was a secretary in the Ministry of Personnel.

Song Ruier is now down on her luck, but she hasn't contacted Ji Changsheng because she wants to keep Ji Changsheng around for future use.

Now, Ji Changsheng should repay his kindness.

During this time, Ji Changsheng was aware of Song Ruier's situation, but he did not show up.

But when Song Ruier said she wanted to see him, he still came out.

He glanced around cautiously and said, "Brother Pang, let's find somewhere to talk."