bestfiction Chapter 849 Uncle's Family, Down on Their Luck, Searching for Relatives
Chapter 849 Uncle's Family, Down on Their Luck, Searching for Relatives
This family also shares the surname Song. The old man's name is Song Fusheng, who is the younger brother of Song Fuwang, the old man of Song family, and thus Song Ruier's great-uncle. They live at the westernmost end of Datian Village and have always been quite well-off.
The Song Fusheng family didn't have much contact with the Song Fuwang family. Even though the Song Fuwang family was relatively well-off, their two sons were good-for-nothings, and the whereabouts of the third son were unknown. The Song Fusheng branch was afraid of being implicated, so they tried to stay away from them as much as possible.
Therefore, whenever Old Lady Song mentioned Song Fusheng's family, she would curse them.
She cursed Song Fusheng for bullying her husband who died young, and for looking down on her brother's family. The Song family always suffered losses in front of the Qiao family, but Song Fusheng never offered any help. Only when he kicked Qiao Yunni out of the family did Song Fusheng, along with those distant relatives from his ancestors, come to the Song family to "seek justice." After that, he always refused to see anyone.
Song Ruier also harbored strong resentment towards her uncle's lineage.
Because he had once personally gone to their door to beg, but they wouldn't even give him a sip of water, and were eager to send him home.
These people are not relatives, they're not even strangers.
Song Ruier immediately realized that even though her family had come to the capital, they still looked miserable. Farmers value their land and homesteads as their lifeline, and they would not leave their hometown unless they were desperate.
Something must have happened to this lineage. As for why they came to the capital, could it be because Qiao Lian'er is in the capital?
What karma! I used to ignore him, but now I'm even worse off than him.
Song Ruier's eyes flickered. In this way, he would have another weapon to deal with Qiao Lian'er.
He came out of the teahouse, his right hand tucked into his sleeve, blocking the family from view.
"Young man, what can I do for you?" asked Song Guangtian, the bearded man.
"Are you going to find Princess Zhenguo?" Song Ruier wouldn't reveal his real name; after all, he had changed his appearance, and none of the Song family members would recognize him.
When he saw through it all, Song Fusheng and his family were very surprised.
They didn't know the boy, yet he immediately saw through their purpose for coming.
It couldn't have been those randomly selected passersby who tipped them off, could it?
Song Dujuan asked warily, "Who are you?"
Song Ruier smiled and said, "You can't go to see the Princess Zhenguo like this. You'll just be driven away when you get to the door."
“How could we be driven away? We are relatives of Princess Zhenguo. We have traveled for months to come to her for refuge. She should take good care of us,” said Zhou, the wife of the timid Song Guangdi.
How naive! Song Ruier laughed to herself.
After so many encounters, doesn't he know what kind of person Qiao Lian'er is?
In her eyes, her uncle's family had nothing to do with her, and she would never allow them to gain any benefit.
“Princess Zhenguo is busy with affairs every day, and the Qiao family is heavily guarded. If you only go to the gate and say that you are her relatives, and you look so destitute, you will easily be mistaken by the servants of the Qiao family for beggars trying to claim kinship and be driven away. Then you will never want to see her again.”
“Relatives are relatives, blood ties are blood ties. How can that be faked? Ordinary people wouldn’t dare to claim to be related to Princess Zhenguo,” said Wu, Song Guangtian’s wife.
Song Ruier sighed helplessly: "If you don't believe me, go and try visiting the Qiao family's gate. Visiting a high-ranking family in the capital is not like visiting people in the countryside. If you don't seize the opportunity the first time, you may regret it later."
They then stepped aside.
Song Dujuan pondered it and felt that what the other person said made sense.
The rules of wealthy households are indeed different from those in the countryside. Even in wealthy towns, there are several people guarding the gates, and people are not easily allowed to enter.
Seeing that the Song family was about to continue forward, she spoke up: "Grandpa, I think we still shouldn't disturb Lian'er so suddenly, after all, Lian'er's status is different now."
Song Dujuan has always been a woman of her own mind, and Song Fusheng would listen to her words to some extent.
“That’s true, but we still need to find Lian’er. How can we see her if we don’t go to her house?” Song Fusheng said.
“What do you think we should do? We’re exhausted, hungry, and tired. If we don’t eat soon, we’ll collapse on the street,” Zhou said, frowning.
She has a son and a daughter. From a young age, her daughter has shown to be smarter than her brother, and she has been unhappy with Dujuan for a long time.
Why does a girl always want to show off?
"How about this, I'll treat you to a meal and tell you what to do next."
Song Ruier still had some money on him, which he obtained by selling the jade pendants and jewelry given to him by those noble young men.
The Song family's eyes lit up when they heard there was food to eat.
Although they were tempted, they stood there looking at each other, without making a move.
The bearded man, Song Guangtian, shook his head: "We don't know you. You suddenly appeared and are so nice to us. You must have your purpose. Tell us what you want to do first."
Song Ruier smiled and said, "You don't know me, but I know you. I'm from your place, which is only a few dozen miles from your village. So I know you're looking for Qiao Lian'er. I'm just showing you the way because we're from the same hometown."
The Song family was very surprised.
Song Dujuan asked Song Ruier several key questions about that area, such as what towns and counties were there, and what the famous dishes of each place were, and Song Ruier answered them all fluently.
Now, the Song family all believed him.
Looking at Song Ruier again, although she was plain-looking, her blue robe was made of fine material and had an air of nobility, making her look like a scholar.
"Alright, since we're from the same hometown, we'll reluctantly believe you." Song Dujuan rubbed her stomach; she hadn't eaten anything since finishing the last dry biscuit yesterday, and she was so hungry she was almost fainting.
She knew that even if they came from the same place, the other party had no reason to help them for no reason; of course, they had their own plans.
But right now, filling our stomachs is the priority.
If someone helps them, they should reciprocate; what's wrong with that?
Song Ruier took her whole family to a noodle shop and ordered a bowl of noodles for each of them.
As soon as the steaming noodles were served, the whole family, young and old, devoured them.
Besides Song Fusheng, he had two sons, Song Guangtian and Song Guangdi, and two daughters-in-law, Wu and Zhou. Song Guangtian had two sons, Song Qijin and Song Qimu. Song Guangdi had a son and a daughter, Song Qitu and Song Dujuan. Song Qijin and Song Qimu were married to women, Wei, Bai, and Lin respectively. Song Qijin had a three-year-old son, and Song Qitu had a two-year-old daughter.
Looking at this large family, Song Ruier smiled. There were fourteen people in total, and they all wanted Qiao Lian'er to take care of them. Qiao Lian'er's good fortune was yet to come.