Enter the Room

  Chapter 51

  In Song Sanliang's view, Song Jiyun was in a hurry to go to the doctor right now, thinking that with just a few fluffy words, he would be able to grab him carelessly and turn her over.

  But Wang Dahai's disappearance has nothing to do with him at all.

   He didn't do anything, what's so scary about him?

   This time, Song Jiyun is doomed!

   It was not in vain that he hurriedly cut through the mess before he found Wang Dahai and brought people to Song Jiyun to settle accounts.

  Thinking that the Songjia Kiln Factory would soon fall into his hands, he looked at Song Jiyun with a glimmer of complacency.

   But Song Jiyun seemed to be stunned by his words, and he came back to his senses after a while, and objected loudly as if he was unwilling to bet with Song Sanliang: "Who would hide the kidnapped people at home?"

   But with such a good opportunity, will he make Song Jiyun shrink back?

He sternly said: "Song Jiyun, you can eat indiscriminately, but you can't talk indiscriminately. You accuse me in front of so many people and ruin my reputation. You must give me an explanation. Otherwise, don't blame me for being ruthless. You report to the government!"

  The niece was sued by her own uncle, and her reputation was ruined when she stepped into the Yamen.

   That is to say, she has to look into this matter today, and she has to look into it if she doesn't.

  Song Jiyun's face was a little pale, and his usual crisp voice was a bit lacking in confidence, and he said: "Don't bully the young man and be poor. Don't you leave yourself a line when the third uncle does things?"

  Song Sanliang looked her up and down with contempt, and said something in his words: "Young man, I don't dare to bully. But for others, that's not necessarily the case."

   Talking inside and out, she doesn't like her as a woman. Bullying the non-adult males in her family!

  Song Jiyun's face was so cold that ice scum fell off.

  Master Song Jiu and Song Daliang now understood.

  Song Sanliang had nothing to do with Wang Dahai's disappearance, but Song Jiyun hurriedly made things into this situation.

  This is really a village full of mountains and rivers, no way out, and another village!

   As long as they get rid of Song Jiyun, Erfang will have no one who can pick things up.

  The two couldn't help exchanging glances, and Song Daliang hurried forward, grabbed Song Jiyun's arm, and went to Song Sanliang's house next door.

   "Isn't that right, just search and find out!" He also greeted other spectators with a playful smile, "I will ask you to help look around later, everyone, don't leave."

   Everyone, you look at me, and I look at you.

  They all felt that even if Song Sanliang really hid someone in such a big house, he probably wouldn't be able to find anything if he ran there so noisy.

  Thinking about what Song Sanliang said when he was in the kiln when he came here, he said that Song Jiyun's rooster, Sichen, was condemned by God, and they felt that it would be a good thing if Song Jiyun was allowed to ignore the kiln from now on.

  The crowd surrounded the reluctant Song Jiyun and the sweaty Wu Guanshi and went to Song Sanliang's house.

Mrs. Li didn't know why, so she was shocked when she saw this large group of people. When she knew why they came, she immediately beamed with joy, and couldn't help ridiculing Song Jiyun: "Some people's hearts are as high as the sky, and their lives are like paper." Bo. I want to be a master, but I don’t want to see if I have the life to be a phoenix!"

  Song Jiyun ignored her, and sat in the hall drinking tea with Grandpa Song Jiu, Song Daliang, Song Sanliang and others.

  The people who went to search were not their personal servants, but were selected by the kiln's own people.

   "In case people think it's unfair!" Mrs. Li said very magnanimously, sitting in the hall with her two sons in her arms, leaving only the maidservants on duty in the backyard.

  No in the inner room of the Li family, not in the courtyard of the Song Tiancong brothers, not in the study of the inner courtyard of Song Sanliang... The people who went to search were talking back and forth one by one.

  Song Jiyun sat on the teacher's chair next to him, with a dull expression, and did not move a sip of the tea in front of him.

  Mr. Li pursed her lips and smiled.

  Three hours later, all those who went to search came back.

  Everyone has nothing to gain.

Song Sanliang couldn't suppress the joy in his heart, the corners of his mouth were raised high, he looked around pretendingly, and said: "Do you have any place to look again? The warehouse where I collect calligraphy, paintings and antiques has been opened for you to search! "

  The searchers all looked at Grandpa Song Jiu and others.

  They all thought they had done their best, and they couldn't find anything even if they searched again.

  Master Song Jiu stroked his beard, turned his head to discuss with Song Daliang: "I can talk about it here, is there anything else you want to see?"

  Song Daliang chuckled, glanced at Song Jiyun who was sitting upright, and said with a smile: "I have nothing to say."

  Master Song Jiu stood up and said, "That's it!"

  Song Jiyun stood up with a wooden face.

  Some people looked down and couldn't see their expressions clearly, some looked at her contemptuously, and some shook their heads and sighed sympathetically.

  Everyone goes out.

   "Slow down!" A loud shout came from the hall.

   Everyone followed the reputation.

  I saw Song Sanliang standing in the center of the hall, and said loudly: "This matter can't be left as it is. Shall we make a contract?"

   "Deed, deed?" Even Grandpa Song Jiu was shocked by his words.

   "Words are not proven, words are evidence." Song Sanliang's eyes flickered on and off, "It's better to find out."

  Song Jiyun raised his eyebrows and was about to speak, but was stopped by Song Jiu.

   "That's fine!" He glanced at her and said, "After all, it's not a trivial matter. It's fine to write a contract."

  Song Daliang admired his younger brother a little, he has more eyes than a hornet's nest.

  Li Shi also invited several master craftsmen of the kiln factory: "You also help to be a witness!"

   Everyone stayed.

  Master Song Jiu helped write the deed.

  Because no one spoke, the atmosphere seemed a little dignified.

Song Jiyun seemed to be unable to bear the atmosphere in the room, and stood outside under the eaves until the deed of Mr. Song Jiu was written and the witnesses had their fingerprints. The book is signed and drawn.

Grandpa Song Jiu gave one of the contracts to Song Jiyun with a smile, and comforted her with a sincere look: "Girls, husband and son are the most important thing. You are going to marry in the capital in a few years. Don't worry about it, just leave it to your uncle and your uncle."

   Song Jiyun didn't speak.

   A kiln master standing next to her asked, "What's the sound?"

  Everyone looked at him, the hall was silent, and everyone heard intermittent "dong dong".

  Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay.

  Master Song Jiu was stunned at first, and then his expression gradually became serious.

   The sound of "dong dong" became louder and louder, and a young man from the kiln shouted loudly: "It's the floor of the east wing!"

  Song Sanliang's hall is a typical pattern of one light and two dark, and the east and west wing rooms are covered with floor slabs.

   Immediately, someone came over with a ladder and climbed up.

   After a while, Wang Dahai, who was covered in mess, **** and gagged, was lifted off the floor by the crowd.

  Everyone in the hall was stunned.

   "No, it's impossible!" Song Sanliang's eyes were tearing apart, and he subconsciously looked at Song Jiyun.

   With a sneer on the corner of Song Jiyun's mouth, he was slowly folding the freshly released contract.

   In the blink of an eye, what else does he not understand?

   "You little bitch!" He rushed towards Song Jiyun without thinking, "You framed me!"

   I found out that today is Qixi Festival...Happy sisters!

  (end of this chapter)