Tang Ning's words to Song Jinxiu were particularly heartbreaking.
"Also, A'ru and I are no longer members of the Song family. When I go to move my parents' graves in a few days, we will be expelled from the Song family. We will have nothing to do with Master Song in the future. Master Song should stop putting on the airs of a brother to disgust us."
After Tang Ning finished speaking, he pulled Song Ru and walked around.
Hua Wu also made a "Pooh" sound and cursed "hypocrite". She then pulled Xichun and glared at Song Jinxiu fiercely, then quickly followed Tang Ning and the others away.
"Tang Ning..."
"Lord Song, respect yourself!"
Hang Li stepped forward with a frost on his face and put his hand on Song Jinxiu's shoulder: "If you bother the girl and Madam Ru again, don't blame me for being rude to you."
He gave him a warning push, and Song Jinxiu staggered back two steps.
Hang Li snorted coldly before turning and leaving.
Song Jinxiu stood there, his face frighteningly pale.
"My dear..." Yinquan stepped forward cautiously: "Don't listen to the Third Lady. In the past, the Third Master handled all those things in private. You don't know anything about the Third Lady's biological mother. Besides, you are a junior, how can you take care of the Third House's affairs?"
Upon hearing this, Song Jinxiu lowered his eyes and said nothing.
No, he knew it was not like what Yinquan said.
He couldn't control the affairs of the third house, but if he had asked one more question, Song Ru wouldn't have had such a hard time. He claimed to be fair and that he always treated his brothers and sisters-in-law the same way, but he was actually selfish and biased in his bones, and he was never as good as he thought.
Tang Ning blamed him.
Aju also blames him.
He seemed to have done nothing, yet he also seemed to have done all kinds of evil.
The location of this box was not hidden, and it attracted attention when the people were arguing just now. However, no one came over because Song Tangning and the others were dressed richly and there was not much conflict between the three of them.
Seeing Song Jinxiu standing here, some people were already looking over here.
Yinquan moved sideways to block the gazes of those people and whispered, "My dear, the Third Master and his men have already left. Let's go back."
There are so many people around, if one of them recognizes me... I don't know how much gossip there will be.
Song Jinxiu noticed his worry, looked at the person who was peeking out from a distance, and pursed his lips with a pale face.
…
After Tang Ning brought Song Ru back to the carriage, she kept a cold face. She felt that Song Jinxiu was haunting her.
Ever since the Song family was convicted, her brother said that Song Jinxiu was still useful, so she ignored him and did not cause trouble for Song Jinxiu again. However, this man had to come to her again and again, without asking the reason, with his hypocritical face, and repeatedly preached to her by relying on their past status as siblings.
Seeing that she was sharp and difficult to convince, he actually set his sights on Song Ru.
Tang Ning thought about what Song Ru had just said about Song Qin and was forced to "relive" the pain again. The more she thought about it, the angrier she became, and she hated Song Jinxiu even more.
"We'll go to the Song family tomorrow." Tang Ning said coldly, "Move the grave and remove the family name!"
Since Song Jinxiu doesn't want peace, then no one else should have peace!
Song Ru's face turned pale. Her injuries had not yet fully healed. What she said to Song Jinxiu just now had used up all her courage in the past ten years. She looked at the angry Tang Ning with some uneasiness: "I shouldn't have asked my sister to accompany me today..."
"What nonsense are you talking about?"
Tang Ning frowned at her, and when he saw that she was uneasy, he softened his tone, took Song Ru's hand and said, "I'm angry at Song Jinxiu, not you!"
"He himself never tried to be a saint, but he used the saint's standards to demand others to do the same. He used every possible means to climb up the social ladder, but he still wanted to act like a person who was pure and innocent."
"You don't have to pay attention to what he said just now. Repaying evil with kindness is something only saints do. We don't actively harm others, nor do we do things that harm others. But when it comes to those who hurt us, no matter how cruel the means are, it's not wrong."
She doesn't want to be that saint!
Whoever wants to do it can do it!
Song Ru listened to Tang Ning's words, feeling the warmth coming from her palms. After the uneasiness in her heart was gradually calmed down, she whispered with trembling eyelashes: "Sister, I want to go see my mother."
…
Song Ru's biological mother's surname was Xue. She was beautiful and had a good singing voice.
After her death, her body was rolled up into a straw mat and thrown out of the city by the third wife. Later, a prostitute who worked in Yanliu Lane with her helped collect her body and buried it in a quiet forest outside the city.
There are many wild flowers planted around the small grave, which are colorful and very beautiful.
A woman with her hair tied up and wrapped in a cloth squatted on the ground pulling grass and said to Song Ru, "Your mother loved flowers and plants when she was alive. The peonies and peonies where she lived always bloomed more vividly than those in other people's homes."
"At that time, I thought she was a boring person. She was so poor that she fell into prostitution. Others were thinking about how to seduce a nobleman to redeem themselves, but she was pestering the gardener in the building to learn how to grow flowers and how to make rouge and powder. She said that when she saved enough money to redeem herself in the future, she would open a shop specializing in selling flowers and rouge."
She kept on talking, while weeding: "Although we have a bad reputation, we have enjoyed all the good things we deserve. Only she was reluctant to spend a penny of that pile of broken silver. But in the end, I got it for nothing. I redeemed her, but she ended up like this..."
As the woman spoke, her voice became lower.
Song Ru squatted aside and looked at the clean tombstone, whispering: "Aunt Rui, my mother's revenge has been avenged. The Song family is gone, and Song Tan will not have a good ending."
Upon hearing this, the woman immediately said, "It serves him right. The jackal in that house deserves a horrible death!"
Song Ru looked at her and said, "I live with my elder sister now. I don't have to be afraid of anyone. Aunt Rui, please come with me. I will take care of you in your old age."
The woman threw away the grass in her hand and sneered, "Why should I go with you? I'm not old enough to need you to take care of me. Besides, I just found a lover a few days ago. He has a good family and two sons. I can be his mother when I go there. Why should I go with a little girl like you?"
When she put down her hands, her beautiful face was revealed, with phoenix eyes, red lips, and delicate skin. Although she was in her thirties, she still looked as beautiful as she was in her youth.
Unlike an ordinary peasant woman, her face was particularly attractive. She turned her head to look at the elegantly dressed young girl standing in the distance and said, "You have suffered for ten years and finally met someone who loves you. Live your life well and don't worry about me."
Song Ru said hurriedly, "Aunt Rui, I told my sister about you, and she agreed to let me take you back..."
"Don't talk nonsense!"
The woman frowned and reprimanded, "Your sister is a good person. She loves you and is willing to do what you want. But you should not be ignorant of the limits. People with my background will never be clean in this life. If I go to your sister's house, should I be a servant or be supported by your elder?"
"I..."
Before Song Ru could speak, she said, "I have served others for half my life. I am not happy to be a servant, but if I were an elder, how would outsiders look at your sister and you? Would they say that you two have an elder who came from a brothel?"