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Song Jizu dared to conspire with three people to murder my life, why should I not dare? Song Sanshun raised his eyes and looked at his father.

I still remember that when I was a child, my father would often beat her, as well as myself and my brother, when my own mother was still alive. When she was six years old, her mother was beaten so hard by her father that she could not get out of bed. She passed away within half a year, leaving her two young brothers behind.

His poor mother, who was busy in the fields every day, never had a good day, ended up being beaten to death by her father in front of her.

At that time, he was not very sensible and did not know that there was something fishy about his mother's death. Later, his stepmother came in. His father was very kind to his stepmother and son. Not only did he never beat or scold them, he was also very considerate to them and gave all the good things in the family to them. Everything was brought to the mother and son.

He and his brother were confused and had discussed it privately, but they were too young to understand the twists and turns inside.

Until today, when a villager revealed that Song Jizu was his father's illegitimate son, he suddenly had an enlightenment.

It turns out that it wasn't because I didn't do well enough that I was rejected by my father. In fact, no matter what I did, I would never be favored by him.

In this case, why should he be a good son who is careful to please his father in everything he does? That father's love is something you can't get.

If you are not filial, then you are not filial. As long as you have a clear conscience, you don't care what others think.

Song Baqi stared at his son with a gloomy expression, and said after a while: Song Sanshun, don't regret it!

My son has nothing to regret. Song Sanshun looked at his father calmly.

At this moment, Song Sanshun suddenly felt that his previous self was very ridiculous.

In order not to make his father angry, he lived cautiously every day and tried his best to be the most filial child. Even if he knew that his stepmother was treating his wife and niece harshly, he would endure it just to avoid embarrassing his father in front of him.

But once your thinking changes, looking back you look like a joke.

No wonder his stepsister looked down on him, no wonder Song Jizu's children didn't respect him. It turned out that he was too cowardly and like a wimp in their eyes.

Song Sanshun felt that he was not unjust for the useless reputation he had gained through humiliation.

Now, he didn't want to seek perfection, let alone wronged himself and his wife.

Okay! Let's cross your Yangguan Road from now on, and let's cross our single-plank bridge! Song Baqi pointed at Song Sanshun and said, Even if you starve to death, don't come to my door to beg for food!

Song Sanshun: Don't worry, Dad, even if my son dies of hunger, he will stay far away from your family.

It's best to remember what you said today! Song Baqi walked away with a puff of sleeves.

Song Sanshun said to his back: I hope dad will remember it too.

Song Baqi gritted his teeth secretly and walked away without looking back.

The patriarch was so angry at Song Sanshun that he pointed at him and shouted: Look what you said? You don't have any contact with your father's family? Can these words come out of your mouth?

If I don't tell you, my nephew will never be able to straighten his waist. Song San responded. Compared with the hundreds of dollars of medical money, it is more cost-effective to not have any contact with them.

From then on, he could legitimately not help Song Jizu's family plow the fields, hoe and plant rice, nor do they grind rice and grind flour, chop wood and carry water.

He and his wife can just cultivate two acres of dry land. In their free time, they can go to the market and do some small business to supplement the family income.

Of course, Song Jizu would not let him go, but it was not the right time to take action.

The patriarch sighed, sat down and continued eating dumplings.

Originally, he wanted to take people to Zhaojia Village to send Song Jizu and Zhao to the county government, so that those people could have a taste of prison life. However, Song Baqi insisted that it was a dispute between brothers and there was no murder.

With Song Baqi interfering like this, even Li Zheng felt that this was a family matter of the Song family, and they could just go back and solve it on their own. As for the foreigner who had hurt his head, he could only admit that he was unlucky.

Therefore, the clan leader wanted to get some rations or money compensation for Song Sanshun, as well as give him an explanation. However, Song Baqi was unwilling to pay a penny and asked his own son to shake hands with the stepson to make peace.

Alas, Sanshun was right. Instead of fighting for the medicine money of three melons and two dates, it would be better to cut off all contact with Song Baqi's family.

After everyone finished eating the dumplings, they went home one after another.

By now it was getting dark, so Wu packed up the pots and pans in the kitchen, boiled water for her husband and niece to wash, and fed some water and grain to the pheasants in the basket.

The pheasant was very nervous, refused to eat or drink, and huddled in the grass nest motionless.

Wu looked at it for a while and then let it go.

Song Sanshun was lying on the kang in a daze, while Xiao Changan sat beside him and recited the eight words Heaven, Earth, Xuanhuang, Universe, and the Great Desolation.

At night, Xiao Yuyu must make random checks. If she can't memorize it, or doesn't recognize the words, Xiao Yuyu will conjure up a ruler and spank her. It's so scary.

Chang'an touched his butt, too nervous to close his eyes for fear of accidentally falling asleep and dreaming about small fishes.

Usually she wanted to play with the little fishes in her dreams, but now she didn't want to dream.

Go to bed early. Mrs. Wu wiped her niece's face and washed her feet, tucked her into the bed, and said softly: Get up early tomorrow, and Auntie will take you to dig shepherd's purses.

All the wild vegetables dug yesterday have been used up today. If we don’t get some back, there will be no food at home.

Chang'an nodded, closed his eyes, and soon fell into sleep.

When Mrs. Wu saw Chang An sleeping, she said to her husband: Thanks to Chang An today, if she hadn't been dragging me to find you.

She didn't dare think about the scene.

If she hadn't arrived in time and hit someone with a stone, there was no telling whether her husband would survive.

Song Sanshun took a deep breath and slowly talked about what happened after he and Song Jizu Zhao Quan went up the mountain.

Then Song Jizu deliberately tricked me into the mountain. He planned two sneak attacks from behind, but I hid both times. Later, Zhao Quan called another person, and the three of them surrounded me.

When Song Sanshun thought of Song Jizu's proud expression at that time, he couldn't help clenching his fists.

The plan of those three people was obvious, they wanted to kill themselves on the mountain and bury them on the spot. Sadly, their own father was involved.

Wu grabbed her husband's hand and comforted her in a low voice: Sanshun, don't be afraid. In the worst case, we will sell the two acres of land and live in a mountain village.

Song Sanshun shook his head: No, I'm not afraid of them.

The worst he could do was fight them to the death, but his wife and niece were innocent, and he didn't want them to die because of him.

Last time the old witch asked you to fetch water in the dark, she must have had bad intentions. Xiuying, you must pay attention to that family's actions next time, and fight back as soon as you find something wrong. Don't worry about hurting anyone.

After a pause, Song Sanshun added: When we go out to pick wild vegetables tomorrow, please invite Sister-in-law Qian to accompany us. One more person will help us a lot.

Yes, I know. Mrs. Wu patted her husband's hand and stood up to blow out the oil lamp.

After turning off the light and lying down next to her husband, Mrs. Wu said softly: It's strange to say that that day when my mother-in-law came to ask me to carry water, it was Xiao Changan who tried her best to stop me from going. Later, sister-in-law Qian and her husband helped me carry a load. , my sister-in-law came back and said there was no shortage of water at my mother-in-law’s house.”

Song Sanshun closed his eyes, suddenly feeling a little scared.

What would have happened if the wife had gone to fetch water that day?

The well outside the village is so deep that if you fall in, you won't be able to get up.

Did the old witch want to cause her wife to fall into the well?

If his mother and son were framed twice, there might be a third or fourth time.

The more Song Sanshun thought about it, the more frightened he became.

No, you and your wife must not just sit back and wait for death!

Xiuying, let's take out that piece of gold and redeem it. Song Sanshun whispered.

Wu's heart skipped a beat: What do you want to do?