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Song Sanshun pushed his stepmother away and said in a cold voice: "If you want to go crazy, just attack your own son. Don't think that I am a soft persimmon to be manipulated."

If it weren't for the fact that his biological father was here, he would have really wanted to kick him away.

Song Laoliu also pushed Old Zhao: "Are you mentally ill? Is Sanshun standing in front of his house bothering you?"

Mrs. Zhao staggered back, almost falling, and then sat down on the ground again, slapping her thighs and crying.

At this time, Xiao Zhao and Song Yufeng ran out of the house, glared at Song Sanshun fiercely, and even advised them to drag Mrs. Zhao home.

Mrs. Wu was afraid that her husband would suffer a loss, so she held Chang'an in one hand and dragged him back with the other.

Song Laoliu also came back and said to Song Sanshun: "I heard that Song Jizu took his family money out to buy fertile land, but met two swindlers. The village they took Song Jizu to see did not belong to them at all. After that, Song Jizu took the land deed I went to collect Zhuangzi, but he was beaten out. It turned out that the land deed in his hand was fake. Hehe, what a retribution."

Song Sanshun looked calm and asked, "How much has he been deceived?"

"Who knows, it's probably quite a lot. Think about it, a farm would cost at least more than ten acres, right?" According to the market price of good farmland, which costs five guan per acre, Song Jizu was defrauded of at least a hundred dollars this time. Guan Qian.

Song Laoliu continued: "Your father has already gone to settle the accounts with Zhao Lu, who took the lead. It is estimated that there will be a good show when he comes back. When the land deed was signed, it was said that Song Jizu's uncle was the guarantor, and he also took over the people who sold the land. of."

Song Sanshun smiled slightly.

He had guessed that Zhao Lu was indeed a sinister person and even defrauded his nephew and son-in-law out of his money.

Everyone knows that there are bees in Tieniu Town. They often hang out in casinos and restaurants, and even people from the dental industry collude with them.

I just walked around the casino and occasionally revealed that Song Jizu's family wanted to buy fertile land, and those people rushed over after hearing the news.

I don’t know what method they used to let Zhao Lu lead those bees who specialized in deceiving people to find Song Jizu and give them a guarantee.

That's fine, let them go dog-eat-dog.

However, since my own father lost so much money, the first thing he did when he came back was probably to take back these old houses.

as expected.

In the afternoon, Song Baqi and Song Jizu came to the old house.

Song Sanshun was pounding rice with a stone mortar, and he didn't stop when he saw them coming.

Song Baqi stood aside and watched his son pounding rice. After a while, he said, "Sanshun, dad wants to discuss something with you."

Song Sanshun put down the gavel and looked at his father quietly.

Song Baqi coughed slightly and said, "Jizu was deceived and has some money to spend. Dad wants to discuss with you. Give the two acres of land to you first to Jizu, and wait for him to get the money back. I’ll give you the land back again.”

Song Sanshun couldn't help but sneer when he heard this: "Dad, you talked a lot, don't you just want to take back my land? What a coincidence, those two acres of land have been transferred to others by me."

"What? You mortgaged two acres of land? To whom?" Song Baqi was instantly angry: "You prodigal, that land belongs to me! It's good to just plant it for you, why do you use it to mortgage it privately?"

"Since you said so, dad, let's figure it out."

Song Sanshun decided not to hold back anymore and said word by word: "When my brother became a Ding, the court allocated fifteen acres of Ding fields, but you sold them within a few years. The more fields you have, the more taxes you have to pay. If you encounter In drought and flood years, even the seeds can be lost.”

"When I became a man, you still sold the fifteen acres of Dingkou land allocated to me. You said you needed money to get me a wife, but my in-laws' family just received your usual betrothal gift. The new clothes I bought when I welcomed the bride were all the same. The total cost is less than two thousand yuan.

Dad, please tell your son, fifteen acres of land, even if it is only low-grade land, there are three acres and one acre, right? Where did the money from selling the land go?

In this separation, you only gave me two acres. My son just bought grain and planted it, and you come to ask for it again. Do you want to force your son and his family to die? "

Song Sanshun said, squatting on the ground, covering his face and crying.

Song Baqi was speechless and flushed by his son's words. For a long time, he couldn't think of a reason to teach his son a lesson.

When Mrs. Wu saw her husband crying, she couldn't help crying.

For a while, the only sounds in the poor courtyard were the sobs of the couple.

Even the people standing outside the fence watching the excitement couldn't help but raise their sleeves to wipe their eyes, and more people looked at Song Baqi with unkind eyes.

Chang'an looked at his uncle and then at his grandfather who looked angry. He pursed his lips and tried not to cry, but clenched his fists tightly.

Grandpa is so bad, he comes to steal uncle's things again!

His family was obviously so rich and lived in a beautiful big house. They also raised a lot of chickens and had eggs to eat every day, but they still wanted to steal his uncle's land.

Even the three-year-old Chang'an knew that if there were no fields, there would be no food to eat in the future.

Without food to eat, she and her uncle and aunt would not survive the winter.

Because there are no wild vegetables to satisfy hunger in winter.

"Uncle, if you don't cry, Chang'an, Chang'an will earn as much money as you can in the future." Chang'an threw himself into his uncle's arms, tried his best to say a complete sentence, and wiped his uncle's tears with his small palms.

Song Sanshun hugged his little niece and cried harder.

At the age of twenty-two, this was the first time he cried so heartbreakingly, and he cried away the only feeling he had for his father.

Seeing his son crying miserably, Song Baqi's old face became more and more embarrassed. He opened and closed his mouth several times, but finally said nothing and turned around to leave.

Song Jizu glared at Song Sanshun gloomily, the scars on his face scratched by the cat became more ferocious, and followed Song Baqi away.

The spectators sighed and whispered to each other, all cursing that Song Baqi was not a thing, and that Song Jizu should have been defrauded of his money. This was all retribution.

When Song Sanshun saw that his biological father was gone, he immediately stood up, wiped away his tears, went to the kitchen to scoop out water to wash his face, and then continued pounding rice.

Today at noon, he will cook a meal of rice and then make some side dishes to celebrate.

After pounding the rice, I asked my wife to winnow the chaff at home, and I took my niece to the pond outside the village to touch snails.

The snails in early spring are plump and there are not many leeches in the pond. It is a good time to eat snails.

Song Sanshun placed his little niece by the pond and let her stay with Goudan, while he rolled up his trouser legs and went into the pond.

Song Laoliu also followed, went down to the pond from the other side, and said with a smile: "Sanshun, let's see who can touch more snails today."

Although he is a few years older than Song Sanshun, he still has his youthful temperament and likes to go to the river pond to fish and touch shrimps.

There was little rain this spring, so the water in the pond here dropped a lot, and many snails and river mussels were exposed.

Chang'an squatted by the pond and saw several snails bigger than eggs sneaking into the mud.

"Snail! Snail!" the little doll screamed. Just as he was about to go down, his trouser leg was bitten by Hua Hua.

"Huahua, let go, let go!" The little doll tried to free the trouser leg from Huahua's mouth, but Huahua ignored her and desperately dragged her to the shore.

"Don't come down, uncle will catch you." Song Sanshun saw this scene, walked over on the mud, threw the big snails in his hand to the shore, then bent down and fished out a few big snails from the mud.

Chang'an picked up a lot of snails and smiled from ear to ear. He piled them up one by one regardless of the mud on them.

With so many snails, a lot of meat can be picked out.

Chang'an took a sip, touched Huahua and said, "You are watching from here, I'll go over there."

Ever since he uttered his first complete sentence, Chang'an's tongue seemed to have been smoothed out and he could speak much more smoothly.

She was in a good mood and ran to the other side quickly, hoping to catch a snail herself.

There are several large rocks here, which used to be used for laundry when the water level was high.

Now that the water level in the river pond has dropped, the big stones can't reach the water surface, so the villagers have spread a layer of small stones downwards, so that you can walk deep into the river pond from here.

Chang An quickly ran to the place closest to the water and squatted down to see if there were any snails under the water.

Suddenly, her little cousin's vicious voice sounded in her head: "Go to hell!" 】

Chang An suddenly turned around and saw his little cousin appearing behind him at some point and pushing towards him. (End of chapter)