There was no shortage of food on the way to escape, and the lucky lady was busy farming.

Chapter 53 I will save it myself

It was Yang Pinqin's voice.

Song Rutang put down the book and walked out. Outside the door, Yang Mingda had already picked up his luggage, shook off everyone's hands that were stopping him, walked up to Song Rutang, and said coldly:
"Are you satisfied now? Do you have to separate my wife and children before you can stop?"

Song Rutang was stunned: "What do you mean by this? Did I spread rumors about my second aunt, or did I poison my cousin's rice?"

Yang Mingda's face was full of disappointment. He looked at Song Rutang, his original kindness had long since disappeared:
"If you have to be merciful, please be merciful. If you weren't so aggressive, Sheng'er wouldn't have been exiled thousands of miles away.

I have already heard Rou'er say that it was you who reported Sheng'er, and it was you who forced him to admit his guilt.Now he is sentenced to exile. Is this what you want? "

Song Rutang was not surprised to have such a result.

He sneered and was about to retaliate when he heard Old Mrs. Yang's angry scolding coming from behind:
"Don't stop him, let him go!"

Yang Mingli was stunned for a moment, turned around, and hurriedly asked the juniors who were holding him to let go of their hands, bent down to salute Mrs. Yang, and shouted lightly:
"mother."

Song Rutang turned around, wondering what Mrs. Yang's attitude was.

However... in ancient times, boys have always been favored over girls, and the legitimate son of the second wife was eliminated. No matter how wise Old Mrs. Yang was, she would not be able to complain about this matter.

Song Rutang's eyes darkened, and he lowered his body and was about to salute when Old Mrs. Yang called her over:
"Tang Bao, come here and don't talk to that ungrateful thing."

Looking up in surprise, Song Rutang saw that Mrs. Yang's eyes were clear, and she suddenly felt a little surprised.

He took a few steps and stood behind Mrs. Yang. He straightened his back and looked straight at Yang Mingli.

Yang Mingli's luggage seemed to be falling off, so he put it on his shoulders again and forced a smile:
"Mom, my son is going to be exiled with Sheng'er. Please take care of your health. My son can no longer fulfill his filial piety for you."

Mrs. Yang sneered:
"Why, you are complaining about the old woman that I didn't save your son, and you are making a show for me here?"

Yang Mingli was stunned, lowered his head, pursed his lips and said:
"Mom, what are you talking about?"

"What, what I said is wrong? If you are willing to accompany your incompetent son and leave quietly, why do you need to make such a big show for everyone to see?"

Song Rutang squinted at the luggage.

Although it looks big, it is winter and the clothes are heavy. Looking at the soft appearance of the luggage, you can tell that there are only a few clothes inside, and there is probably not a single piece of food or the like.

Although Yang Mingda usually thinks things wrong, he can't act recklessly like this. From this point of view, he is really putting on a show for them to see.

Perhaps the purpose was to make Mrs. Yang feel compassionate so that she could use her connections to rescue Yang Xiangsheng.

As for himself, Yang Mingda used him as the chicken to scare the monkeys.

He turned to look at Yang Xiangsheng and said seriously:
"Second uncle, my cousin committed the crime of poisoning. Logically speaking, he should have been executed. Fortunately, I discovered it early and prevented him from harming anyone, so I was given a lighter sentence."

Seeing Yang Mingda's expression moving slightly, Song Rutang continued to say with the whole family's gaze:

"You must know this, so why are you still focused on rescuing him? Are you waiting for him to come out and poison others? Then it won't just be about being exiled."

Yang Mingda snorted coldly:
"You were able to save the entire Yang family at that time, but now it's just your cousin, why can't you save him?

You don’t need to quibble anymore, Rou’er has already told me, it’s useless to say more.

The second uncle doesn’t blame you. As long as you rescue Sheng’er, all the grudges we had in the past will be wiped out. I have the right to pretend that I don’t know about your second aunt, how about that? "

Song Rutang looked at Yang Mingda's natural expression and almost laughed out of anger.Why didn't you see him like this before?

Song Rutang recalled for a while and realized that when Zhu was targeting her everywhere, her second uncle really didn't do much to help her.

It's just that under Zhu's presence, her second uncle's presence was much lower, so she didn't notice anything wrong.

Secretly sighing that he was too slow, Song Rutang sighed. Seeing that the Yang family had different positions and was afraid that this kind of moral kidnapping would happen again in the future, he explained:
"The Yang family was only able to be released because they did good deeds and met an upright official like Mr. Lin. It has nothing to do with me.

Second uncle, in what name do you want to rescue your cousin?Or do you think it is a great good thing that your cousin poisoned you? "

Yang Mingda looked around and saw that everyone in the Yang family seemed to be on the same page as Song Rutang and had no interest in leaving.

He threw his luggage on the ground and said angrily:
"It's not your flesh and blood, and it's not you who are cut off from the incense. Of course you don't feel bad. No one can save me, so I will save it myself!"

Old Mrs. Yang was so angry that he looked like this. She covered her chest and pointed in the direction he left. She held it in for a long time without saying anything.

Song Rutang hurriedly stepped forward to give her some relief.

If Mrs. Yang is so angry that she loses her temper, she will have no one to rely on.

Just as Old Mrs. Yang was calming down, Song Rutang had a pair of hands beside her and handed Old Mrs. Yang a hand stove.

Song Rutang raised her eyes and looked at the person. When she saw that it was Yang Mingda's youngest daughter, Yang Pinxiang, she closed her eyes and said nothing.

However, Yang Pinxiang spoke first:

"This matter is my father and brother's fault. Xiang'er took care of it for them. I hope my cousin won't be in a bad mood."

Song Rutang tilted his head, remembering that Yang Songlan had explained before that the child grew up next to Mrs. Yang, she no longer had any doubts, and said with a smile:
"Your brothers and sisters all blame me, but you don't blame me?"

"No wonder," Yang Pinxiang shook her head seriously:

"My cousin is at fault. If he hadn't been imprisoned in the government, Xiang'er would have wanted to ask his grandmother to give him a good lesson and discipline him, but it's a pity that his father doesn't know how to really treat him well."

Thinking of that playboy brother, Yang Pinxiang's face was filled with regret.

It's a pity that it's too late. If he had asked his grandmother to take him and his sister over and raise them together, maybe they wouldn't be in this irreparable state now.

He smiled sadly, raised his head again and added:

"Fortunately, my cousin discovered it early and no one was harmed. If someone really wanted to die because of this, my brother would be executed. From this point of view, my cousin is still my brother's benefactor. How can I blame my cousin?"

Song Rutang tilted her head back again.

The sadness on Yang Pinxiang's face was not fake, but her words were also sincere.

From this point of view, this child is really transparent.

While sighing, I heard Yang Pinxiang say another sentence:
"Although my brother has done something wrong, he is a blood relative after all. Xiang'er still wants to make some pancakes for him to eat on the road. I heard that my cousin is a superb cook. I wonder if my cousin can give Xiang'er a lesson?"

As soon as he said this, Song Rutang immediately received a notification from the system:

[Congratulations on getting the recipe "Scallion Baked Dough Pancake"]

(End of this chapter)