bestfiction Chapter 859 Just because you changed your name and appearance, you think you can get rid of us?
Chapter 859 Just because you changed your name and appearance, you think you can get rid of us?
Song Ruier shuddered.
It had been a long time since anyone had called him by that name, and the other person's urgent tone reminded him of an uncultured, shallow group, like leeches, trying to cling to him and suck his blood.
Besides the Qiao family, what kind of people would know his former name?
The Qiao family would never come looking for him; in their eyes, he simply didn't exist.
He frowned and walked to the door.
"Who?"
But these people's actions took him by surprise. Several of them were pushing the door hard. The quality of the courtyard was average, and the door bolt quickly came loose.
With a crash, the door was kicked open.
A whole bunch of Song family members poured in.
Seeing that Song Ruier was indeed there, they all visibly breathed a sigh of relief, fearing that Song Ruier would avoid them like Qiao Lian'er had.
Therefore, they didn't give him any time to react.
Seeing the family's rudeness, Song Ruier was very unhappy, but then he immediately realized that they knew his name, and he became alert.
The Song family members all stared at Song Ruier, as if they were looking at a familiar person, or as if they were trying to figure out a stranger.
Her facial features and contours were completely unrecognizable.
The former Song Ruier was handsome, but now, in front of them, he was just an ordinary-looking person.
In order to start afresh and get rid of everything related to the past, Song Ruier even gave up her good looks.
"Rui'er, is that really you? You were perfectly fine, how did you end up like this?" Song Fusheng asked.
Song Ruier immediately realized that the Song family knew his true identity, so who else could have done it? It must have been Qiao Lian'er; she was giving him a taste of his own medicine.
That damned woman, she's ruthless and vicious when it comes to taking revenge.
As Song Fusheng spoke, he put on the appearance of a kind grandfather and reached out to touch Song Ruier's face.
Song Ruier took a step back in disgust.
"What Rui'er? Who is Rui'er? I don't understand what you're saying. And you've trespassed into my yard, which is illegal and a crime. I've helped you with everything I could, so why are you bothering me?"
Song Guangtian also displayed the attitude of a kind and benevolent elder brother.
“Rui’er, we are all your family. Do you think you can get rid of us forever just by changing your name and your appearance? How could that be? Family is family. Blood is thicker than water. Even if you go to the ends of the earth, we will find you.”
This, combined with the hypocritical faces of these people, made Song Ruier feel nauseous.
He gritted his teeth and said, "I don't know any Rui'er. You've all gone mad. If you don't leave, I'm going to report you to the authorities."
But when Song Qijin, Song Qimu, and Song Qitu heard that he was going to report to the authorities, they blocked the doorway, crossed their arms, and put on a rogue-like expression.
“Datian Village.” Song Dujuan blurted out the three words unexpectedly.
She saw Song Ruier's eyelid twitch, and she couldn't help but smile, calling out another name.
"Qiao Yunni".
In Song Ruier's eyes, there was a sense of familiarity, but also a sense of repulsion.
That's the expression on a child's face when they've been abandoned by their mother.
“Cousin, stop pretending. Your reaction to these words proves that you are Song Ruier, and there’s no way to deny it.”
Song Dujuan said, "Cousin, you really know how to behave. Our whole family came to the capital, and you recognized us first, but you refused to tell us your true identity, trying to dump us all on Qiao Lian'er."
"But what about your responsibilities to the Song family? Don't you want to shoulder any of them at all? You've passed the imperial examinations and become a scholar, yet you lack even the slightest bit of benevolence, righteousness, propriety, and trustworthiness. Where did all those books you read go?"
When Song Ruier saw that Song Dujuan had used this wicked idea on her, she was so angry that she gritted her teeth.
“Yes, Rui’er, you’re so heartless. Aren’t you afraid that when you’re promoted, someone will use this as an excuse to bring you down? Then all your hard work will be for nothing.” Song Guangdi said smugly, his face looking even more lewd.
“Listen up, my name isn’t Rui’er, it’s Pang You. I’m registered with the Ministry of Revenue, and my identity is verifiable. You can’t just frame me like that, nor can you claim kinship with me. There’s no such thing as a free lunch in this world. Good luck to you all.” Song Rui’er’s tone was firm.
He couldn't accept this family; he didn't want to be entangled with this whole bunch of people, or he'd have a hard time in the future.
Song Fusheng looked up at the sky and sighed: "Alas, what a misfortune for our family, what a misfortune for our family. Brother, you only have this one grandson left. If you are watching from heaven, and you see him about to rise to prominence, yet treating your own brother, his uncle, and the whole bunch of desperate family members behind his uncle like this, I wonder if you will feel heartbroken because of this."
"It's all my fault for not teaching Rui'er well, so much so that he has little conscience left when he grows up. I'm so sorry, brother."
As he spoke, tears streamed down his face.
Madam Wu's eyes were also red: "Rui'er, have you forgotten? I used to hold you when you were little."
Zhou also said, "You even drank a few mouthfuls of my milk."
The others were either wiping away tears, complaining that Song Ruier was heartless and unfilial, or pleading with him to take responsibility for them.
Looking at this scene, Song Ruier thought that this scene should have happened in front of Qiao Lian'er, so why was it playing out in front of him instead?
He was so angry that the blood in his chest surged, and he almost vomited a mouthful of blood.
“I told you, you’ve mistaken me for someone else. I’m not Rui’er. Please leave immediately. I helped you once because we’re from the same hometown, but you’re useless and worthless. You can’t even acknowledge Qiao Lian’er as a relative, and you’ve turned around and tried to frame me. Is this your repayment?”
“Rui’er, stop acting. We know you are.”
Song Qitu chuckled and looked around the courtyard.
"Although it's not big and there aren't many rooms, it's still manageable to squeeze into one room for everyone."
The Song family members were too lazy to wait for Song Ruier's admission and rushed to grab the rooms.
"I want this one."
"This one is mine."
Song Ruier stood in the courtyard, clenching his fists. His head was spinning, but he dared not actually faint.
He didn't want to wake up one day to find himself with nowhere to stay.
Song Guangtian came out of the main room and said, "Rui'er, although you have passed the imperial examination, there is a distinction between elders and juniors in the family. You must respect your uncle. This main room will be for your uncle to live in from now on."
Song Ruier swayed.
Qiao Lian'er watched this scene in the courtyard, covering her mouth and bending over until her stomach hurt from laughing, but she had to control herself from laughing out loud.
Song Ruier remained silent, a murderous intent flashing in his eyes. Yes, how could he forget that his whole family was here?