Enter the room 2

Chapter 117

Everyone looked at each other.

This is not like what Song Daliang would do!
The division of sects will do him a hundred harms but no benefits.With his personality, it would be nice not to procrastinate, but how could he be so (so) proactive in proposing it?

Song Jiyun was thoughtful.

Grandpa Song Shiyi was furious: "So, your second younger brother Qiqi, did you not come on purpose?"

The sacrifice of Qiqi is a relatively important sacrifice.

According to Buddhism and Taoism, the soul will stay in the world after death, and it will not be completely severed from the world until seven or seventy-nine days before reincarnation. Therefore, on this day, all relatives and friends must come to say goodbye to the deceased.

Song Daliang's eyes flickered slightly, but his attitude was very tough, and he said: "It's not what you said, my second child and I have separated, so we are two families? Since we are two families, don't you come or not come as you please? I don't want to What's the matter?"

His words offended the elders of the Song family.

You know, branching is their decision.

Doesn't he accuse them of doing something wrong by saying this?

What's more, because Song Daliang and Song Sanliang didn't participate in Song Youliang Qiqi's sacrificial ceremony, their Song family's disgrace has already been thrown in front of the county magistrate.

On the spot, an elder of the clan said angrily: "Are you going to have nothing to do with You Liang's family?"

Song Daliang didn't care, he crossed his legs and said: "You dogs look down on people, if you want to curry favor with Song Jiyun, that damn girl, don't expect me to use my face to carry the sedan chair for her like you!"

Some people were indeed on Song Jiyun's side out of helplessness, as he said. They were more or less unwilling and dissatisfied that Song Jiyun, a woman, could sit on an equal footing with them, or even control them.

Hearing his words, she was ashamed.

But more people were dissatisfied with him, saying: "You remember what you said today. When something happens to your family, we don't have to follow the rules. Go if you want, and don't go if you don't want to!"

"Bah!" Song Daliang was very angry, and said bluntly to the clan elder, "Don't curse me! What can happen to our family? You think I'm Song Youliang's short-lived ghost, and I will die even if I am blessed."

His words angered Qian Shi, and she stood up angrily, supporting her waist: "You are the children's uncle, do you ever talk like that?"

Madam Zheng, who was serving beside her, hurriedly helped Qian Shi.

Qian's tears were pouring down like rain, she took out a handkerchief to wipe her tears and said, "Qi Qi is not over yet, aren't you afraid that our family will settle accounts with you at night?"

Song Daliang shrank his shoulders in fear, suddenly seemed to think of something, and immediately stalked his neck, saying: "You let him come to me! I just wanted to ask him why our brother is doing well. Once he leaves, you will Don't you recognize me as an uncle? Is it wrong for me to help your family mourn?"

"Are you still talking about reason!" Qian was very angry, pointing at him for a long while and didn't know what to say.

Song Jiyun walked over, gently supported his mother's back, gave her comfort, comforted her, and called "uncle" with a smile.

Song Daliang looked up at her.

She said in a gentle voice, "When is Uncle's kiln factory scheduled to open? Judging by your tone, are you planning on sending us congratulations?"

Everyone present obviously didn't know about this, and there was an uproar.

Song Daliang was startled, she didn't expect Song Jiyun's news to be so well-informed, she knew about it just after he gathered all the people who opened the kiln factory.

Just don't know what else she knows?
He was defensive, and revealed a little on his face: "What do you want to do? We have separated, and this kiln factory has nothing to do with you!"

Who else in the room doesn't understand.

It stands to reason that when someone in the clan has the spare energy to hire someone, the clan members of the clan will be the first choice.

It is not only to help each other in difficult times, but also because outsiders have made mistakes to pursue responsibility and have to go to court, and the clan members have made mistakes and have the elders of their own clan to help discipline them.

He was afraid that when his kiln opened, the people of the Song family would take advantage of the autumn wind, so he was in a hurry to split the clan with the Song family!
Grandpa Song Shiyi's face was like the bottom of a pot, and he ordered the boy to get a pen, ink, paper and inkstone: "This is to write the deed of division of the clan clearly and clearly. From now on, his Song Daliang matter has nothing to do with our Song family!"

He also warned everyone present: "Whoever's son dares to step into Song Daliang's kiln, see if I don't break his leg."

Song Daliang sneered at this, and when Grandpa Song Shiyi was writing the deed, he took a sip of tea from the teacup and said provocatively, "What the hell? Shog water is even better than this!"

Qian was very angry.

Song Jiyun patted his mother's hand gently, and said slowly: "Then you don't need to drink!"

Song Daliang's hand froze when reaching for the fruit.

Although he was not reconciled, he had to admit that deep down in his heart he was quite afraid of Song Jiyun.

But he couldn't lose his momentum at this time.

"You think I'm a rarity!" Song Daliang sneered, picked up the big red plum in the fruit plate, took a bite, threw it in the fruit plate in disgust, and said, "If it wasn't for the division of clans, you think I would come to your house ?”

"Oh!" Song Jiyun raised his eyebrows while listening, and said, "Since this is the case, it will prevent our two families from getting tired of seeing each other."

"Eleventh Master," she turned her head and said, "By your hand, you can give us another contract! Uncle doesn't like everything in our house, and we don't want to lick our faces and give away the left side and give away the right side." Go up—would you write us a deed of divorce? From now on, we and the uncle’s family will walk on his single-plank bridge, and I will walk on my Yangguan Road, so we won’t come and go anymore.”

Everyone was stunned.

There are also conflicts in the clan who want to divide the clan, but the more the clan is divided, for the sake of each other's face, everyone moves more frequently.They have never seen such a split and broken family in their lifetime.

But Song Jiyun was really tired of Song Daliang.

She reminded the elders of the Song family: "It also prevents my uncle from being troubled by anything in our family."

Everyone immediately thought of Song Daliang's ability to cause trouble.

They are also afraid of being implicated!
Immediately, a clan elder said firmly: "That's fine! Anyway, Elder Song isn't going to associate with us anymore. After breaking up the relationship, changing the name is justified."

Grandpa Song Shiyi also came to his senses, and he said decisively: "Okay! I'll write another deed of divorce, and we'll take them to the yamen together later."

Although breaking off marriages is a disease, but the current county magistrate has taken good care of the Song family and Song Jiyun, so he should support this divorce agreement.

Everything in front of him was developing as Song Daliang expected, but for some reason, he felt a little uneasy in his heart.

A person without a clan is like a lone goose separated from a flock of geese, perhaps not used to it for a while?

He comforted himself, but he didn't want to be seen on his face, and said more arrogantly: "Don't regret it!"

"Don't regret it!" Everyone refuted him, and the two contracts were written in a short while.

Grandpa Song Shiyi went to the yamen together with two other clan elder representatives, the Song family and Song Daliang.

The dinner that Song Jiyun arranged to thank the clan elders was out of reach.

She sent Mr. Song Shishi and others to the door.

But when Song Daliang got on the sedan chair, he stopped him, and smiled and said in a low voice: "Sister Tao, how are you?"

(End of this chapter)