The Songlian man went to the street where the Zhang family was located and made several trips back and forth down the street before finally locking in on the Zhang family.
Looking at the bedding, although it was not of the finest quality, it was better than that used by ordinary people, and was clearly used by the underlings of a rich family.
The man had a plan in mind, and walked up to the door of the Zhang family and asked the gatekeeper, “May I ask, did the house throw something out yesterday?”
The gatekeeper sat in the shade of the doorway and gave him an answering look, “What are you asking this for?”
“It’s like this, my daughter-in-law took some things back and said she picked them up on the street, I saw that they were not bad and was afraid she had extra feet, so I came over to ask.”
“How dare you pick up the things of dead people, you really aren’t afraid of bad luck.”
Song Lian man froze, “The dead man’s things?”
“Yes, it was two of our Young Master’s personal servants who were killed for defending their master, those were their things.”
“Huh?”
The watchman waved impatiently, “Ask and go.”
The Songlian man was undeterred, “How did the two of them get killed defending their master?”
The janitor stood up and took two steps in front of him, pushing up his sleeves, “I said you want to fight, don’t you? You can’t just pry into the affairs of the Zhang Mansion, can you?”
“No, I ……”
“Get lost! Get out! Get out!”
The janitor got on and pushed him.
Songlian man did not dare to return it and could only leave the entrance of the Zhang House.
……
Inside the restaurant
Song Wan Yue told Song Si and Gu Yi what had happened. She was afraid that Song Si would be worried and hid the fact that Song Lian’s men had tried to trick her into selling her body.
After Song Lian’s marriage, she seldom took her man back to her mother’s house, but occasionally went back for the New Year holidays. As she had little contact with her family, Song Si did not know Song Lian’s man, let alone what he did for a living.
But listening to Song Wan Yue’s words, she knew that this man was not a good match.
After hearing this, Song Si frowned slightly for a moment, then stood up and
“I’ll go there.”
Song Wangyue stopped him, “That man is quite scheming, I went to the door he thought it was because our family was so poor that they wanted those things back, if you go to the door again, I’m afraid it will cause him to be alerted and the things will be even less likely to arrive.”
Song Si sat back down, “Then how is it going to work?”
“Let’s go to the door and steal it.”
Steal?
Song Si and Gu Yi looked at her at the same time.
Song Si had a surprised look on her face, as if she couldn’t believe that these words were coming out of Song Wan Yue’s mouth.
Gu Yi’s eyes instantly lit up at this point, and his eyes dripped around several times in excitement.
“Little girl, how are we going to steal it?”
Hearing the restrained eagerness in his voice, Song Si held his forehead, “Don’t you listen to the wind, the most disdainful act in the world is stealing, we must not do something like that.”
“Our stealing is not the same as other people’s stealing.”
“Right! Yes! Right!”
Gu Yi nodded and agreed, “The little girl is right, our stealing is not the same as others’ stealing.”
“Stealing is stealing, what’s different?”
“It’s just different anyway, isn’t it, little girl?”
Song Wangyue knew Song Si would not agree when she made up her mind about this, and was not prepared to persuade, “Actually, there is another way, that is, we take silver to the door in exchange, however, it is likely that he will lionize us, and the amount is something we cannot afford.”
Song Si was silent.
The herbal tea in the tavern was only earning a few hundred dollars a day, and Song Wangyue had just taken twenty taels away, which was almost a month or two’s income, and it was inconvenient to pay out any more money.
But if he didn’t get the key back, he wouldn’t be able to prove his innocence.
“Let me think about it.”
……
At the same time, a carriage stopped at the entrance of the Song family, and the Zhang house butler arrogantly got off the carriage, looking at the “dilapidated” courtyard of the Song family, he could kill a fly with his frown.
He stood still and instructed one of the servants, “Go and see if there is anyone in the house.”
The boy was about to take something off the cart in front of him, when he heard the words, he retrieved it, walked to the entrance of the Song house and shouted inside, “Is there anyone there?”
Song Shuren had just returned a short while ago.
He had listened to Song Si’s instructions and had not told the family about Miss Zhang’s visit to the stall today, and after eating, he was ready to rest for a while before going to the field.
“Who is it?”
The boy’s question fell, and Song Shu came out of the house in a gruff, inquiring voice.
As soon as the boy saw someone, he didn’t answer and turned back to go out.
Naturally, the butler heard it too, and with his back turned away, he walked into the door with slow, deliberate steps, extremely disgusted.
When Song Shu finished asking, he saw that no one answered and wondered, so he came over to look at the door, but before he could reach the door, he saw someone walking into his house.
“Who are you?”
The housekeeper didn’t answer, looked him up and down several times and asked rhetorically, “Who are you Song Si?”
When he came up and asked Song Si, Song Shu became wary and did not answer him, taking a few steps back and scanning out of the corner of his eye to see where the broom was kept at home.
“Answer!” The butler looked arrogant and overbearing!
With this poor household of the Song family, it was their family’s good fortune to have married their young lady.
When the rest of the Song family heard that Song Shu’s voice was not right, they also came out of the house.
“Who are you?”
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Song Lin asked as he limped forward.
The housekeeper swept a glance at him, his eyes paused on his lame leg, and quickly moved away in disgust, this Song family is poorer, but there is a cripple, and I don’t know what kind of person Song Si is, will it affect Miss’s child in the future?
“I am the steward of the Zhang House.”
The word “Zhang House” entered her ears and Grandma Song lifted her feet and walked towards the kitchen house, Liu Cui Lan also followed her in.
“What are you doing here?”
Song Lin questioned.
The butler glanced at him with an extremely ugly face. This Song family didn’t even have any upbringing, he had been in the courtyard for so long, and they didn’t even move a chair for him.
“Our master said that he could go out and help Song Si clarify that the matter of the jade pendant was a misunderstanding.”
Grandma Song and Liu Cui Lan paused in their steps as they came out of the kitchen room.
The rest of the group also thought they had heard wrong and froze in place.
The steward scanned them, disdaining them even more, for the country people were country people, with no education at all.
It was Song Lin who reacted first.
“I’m afraid Master Zhang still has some conditions, right?”
“Good, as long as Song Si agrees to marry our young lady, our master will instantly go to the academy to help him clarify.”
There was a silence in the courtyard.
Liu Cui Lan took the rolling pin and took two steps to reach the housekeeper and struck him with a blow, “I knew you didn’t have good intentions, it wasn’t enough to harm my son once, you still want to harm my son for the rest of his life.”
The housekeeper was hit coldly and screamed in pain.