The fake daughter married into the mountains and had meat to eat every day during the famine

When she saw Song Yuntang and Xu Qingye, a flash of panic passed through Song Zhimei's eyes, but she quickly calmed down. After all, she had already discussed with the maids that as long as they didn't admit it themselves, Song Yuntang would be the one who took the money and did nothing.

This is the Huang family. They are so stupid that they delivered themselves to our door. Do they still want to walk out of here upright?

Mr. Huang looked at her.

"Miss Song said you never gave her any money. Tell me the truth, is that true?"

Song Zhimei gritted her teeth and glanced at Song Yuntang.

"Father-in-law, I clearly gave it to her. She is lying. She must be trying to embezzle the twenty taels of silver."

Mr. Huang feigned anger, "Asshole! Mr. Xu has already testified for Miss Song, and you're still lying here?"

"Father-in-law, do you know their relationship? They are an engaged couple. Mr. Xu will of course protect Song Yuntang. Cuiping went to the town with me that day. You can ask Cuiping about this matter." As she said this, she winked at the maid behind her.

Seeing this, Cuiping hurriedly knelt down.

"My aunt is right, Master."

Mr. Huang looked at Song Yuntang and asked, "I wonder if Miss Song has anything else to say?"

As early as when Song Zhimei approached, Song Yuntang smelled the scent on her body. It was the scent of the body pills she made by herself, and no one knew this fragrance better than her. Not only that, Song Zhimei had become much whiter and her skin was much smoother than the last time they met. It seemed that the pills were really effective.

She curled the corners of her lips. If she guessed correctly, the big client that Mu Qiu mentioned last time should be her.

"Mrs. Song, are the fragrance pills working well? The Huang family's money is indeed very supportive. It has made you, a wild flower, even more beautiful."

Song Zhimei avoided looking.

"I'm naturally beautiful, not made of money."

"No matter how naturally beautiful you are, how could you have grown to look like this in just a few days?" Song Yuntang leaned close to Song Zhimei and sniffed her. "I happen to know about the Yujun Pavilion in town, and I'm particularly familiar with the smell of the body fragrance pills. They're 300 wen each, and the skin rejuvenation pills and whitening pills are also 300 wen. Judging from the change in Concubine Song, she must have used them recently, right?"

Then he turned to look at Mr. Huang, "It seems that the monthly allowance of the Huang family's concubine is quite high."

When Mr. Huang heard this, he immediately understood the key.

"Bitch, you've only been in the Huang Mansion for a few days and haven't even received your monthly allowance. Tell me, where did the money you spent come from?"

Song Zhimei argued, "Father, I really didn't do anything. Don't listen to Song Yuntang's nonsense."

Mr. Huang snorted.

"Come here, ask for the family rules!"

When she heard that she was going to be punished according to family rules, the maid Cuiping beside her turned pale with fear. She lay at Mr. Huang's feet and begged for mercy.

"Master, I want to ask you, can you please not hit me?"

Mr. Huang raised his eyes and said, "You say."

Song Zhimei panicked and pointed at her, saying viciously, "Cui Ping! If you dare to talk nonsense again, I'll smash your mouth!"

Mr. Huang glared at Song Zhimei, "Who gave you the guts to threaten my servants in front of me?!"

Song Zhimei was startled and shrank back.

Cuiping pointed at Song Zhimei reluctantly.

"It's Concubine Song."

Her eyes were red as she spoke, "That day, I followed Concubine Song to plead with Miss Song, but Concubine Song never gave me any silver. Afterwards, she took me out to eat, drink, and have fun in town for most of the day. We did go to Yujun Pavilion and bought several taels of silver worth of things. Concubine Song also gave me a can of shampoo. I didn't dare use such an expensive thing, and it's still hidden in my bag."

She raised her head, looking pitiful.

She still remembered the slap Song Zhimei gave her last time. It was the first time she was beaten after living in the Huang family for so many years.

"If you don't believe me, Master, you can have someone search my bag."

Perhaps Mr. Huang felt sorry for her, so he reached out to help her up, then turned and looked coldly at Song Zhimei.

"What else do you have to say?"

Song Zhimei knelt down and walked forward to pull his clothes.

"Father-in-law, please listen to my explanation..."

"What else is there to explain?" Master Huang felt completely humiliated by her and flung her out. "Do you understand your own status? You're just a lowly servant. Yuhe is already honoring you by spending five taels of silver to carry you into the mansion. Do you really take yourself seriously?"

"Twenty taels of silver, how many years would it take you to earn that amount based on the monthly wages of a lowly servant like you?"

When he said these words in front of Song Yuntang, an outsider, Song Zhimei felt as if she had been struck by lightning. She lost all her dignity.

"Song Yuntang!" Song Zhimei shouted at her angrily, "Are you satisfied now?"

Song Yuntang's expression was indifferent. "You were the one who framed me first. What does this have to do with me? My brother and I are the victims!"

Mr. Huang waved his hand.

"Come here, drag Song Zhimei away and punish her according to the family rules. From now on, she is no longer the master of the Huang family. She is the lowest-ranking servant of our Huang family until she pays back the twenty taels of silver."

Song Zhimei fell to the ground.

Based on the monthly salary of the lowest-ranking servant in the Huang family, even if she didn't spend a penny, it would take her several years to pay back the twenty taels.

Besides, she is already Huang Heyu's woman. If she can't continue to be Huang Heyu's concubine, who can she marry in the future?

She is still young, not even nineteen years old.

Moreover, she has offended many people in the past few days by relying on the fact that she is the master of the Huang Mansion. Now she has become a lowly servant who can be stepped on by everyone. Won't she be bullied to death by those people?

Song Zhimei panicked and lay on the ground crying and begging for mercy, "Father-in-law, I know I was wrong, please forgive me, Father-in-law, please forgive me, I will do anything!"

Mr. Huang waved his hand and asked his servants to drag her away.

Knowing he was in the wrong, he looked at Song Yuntang and asked politely, "Does Miss Song feel relieved after this solution?"

"Of course I feel relieved, but it was Master Huang who ordered the beating of my second brother. He has a dislocated arm, bruises all over his body, broken ribs, and broken bones. He'll need at least a hundred days of recuperation, assuming there are no sequelae." She counted on her fingers, "During this period, the cost of medicine, meals, lost work, supplements, and the mental damage incurred. Doesn't Master Huang have to bear the cost?"

When Mr. Huang heard this, he knew she was trying to extort money.

"Miss Song, what you said is true. I accidentally hurt him because I believed the slander of your Song family. It can't be said that it is entirely my responsibility, right?"

In his heart, he cursed Song Zhimei inside and out.

A waste that fails to succeed but fails to succeed!

As a girl from the Song family, if she had been as smart as Song Yuntang, this matter would not have gotten to this point.

"Before this incident happened, Song Zhimei had already been brought into the Huang Mansion by Young Master Huang to be a concubine. Since she became a concubine of the Huang Mansion, she is naturally a member of the Huang Mansion. Regardless of whether this incident was caused by her or by Mr. Huang himself, your Huang Mansion should compensate you, right?" Song Yuntang asked with a smile. He looked soft, but actually had his own principles.

Xu Qingye also added at the right time, "It doesn't matter if Mr. Huang doesn't want to pay compensation. I believe the county magistrate will make the decision."