Second Sister Nongmen has space

Chapter 290 Silver
"Who is Ji Liancheng?" Song Laoer's mind became muddled.

Song Zhenping next to him also looked blank.

The owners of the shop are Yunniang and Uncle Han, he knew this a long time ago, so he is not afraid of Song Laoer's investigation.

But Baolinju's deed is in his own name, and there is a copy at home!

How come it's Ji Liancheng now, I haven't even heard of it.

Song Liyun only knew that the original owner of Baolinju was Ji, but not his name.

The official's face darkened: "Now that everything has been read, call out quickly, so as not to disturb the peace of the county government!"

Two yamen servants stepped forward to take Song Lao Er's arms, and dragged him out of the county yamen without any explanation.

Song's second son yelled out loudly: "These bastards are hiding family property and family property!"

His voice resounded through the county government office, attracting disgusted eyes.

The yamen servant who was carrying him saw that this guy disturbed the yamen officials, and suddenly became anxious. He didn't know who took out the sweat towel and pressed Song Laoer's chin.

Song Laoer's cry stopped abruptly, and he could only make a sound from his throat.

Song Zhenping was still dazed, and hurried out of the office.

Song Liyun pondered for a moment, and suddenly understood what was going on.

In fact, when he wanted to buy the land in the town, he should have understood that there was no way for the guard to transfer the owner's land deed to the name of the military household.

Most of the Baolin residence deeds given to Song Liyun were fake certificates, and the purpose was to retain military households.

The original owner is missing, not dead, it is because the government took out the original owner's deed!

If the original owner came back... However, most likely he would only get some compensation, and it would be impossible to get back the deed.

Song Laoer returned to the inn in a daze, but he was really listless.

Looking at the wealth, but there is nothing, even the house belongs to others.

Tianxianglou is also owned by the government and the guard, so he dare not make trouble.

There are also food workshops and carton factories where other people have shares. If I go to find them myself, I will definitely have a lot of words to shirk responsibility.

Song Laoer slapped his face: "Call you a fool, let the two white-eyed wolves play with you!"

"No, that cheap hoof is too scary, too scary!"

Song Laoer squeezed the purse on his waist, with a venomous look in his eyes.

In another room of the inn, Song Lizheng had already written the divorce letter, and he would leave this shameful place only after Song's second child signed his name.

Song Liyun called a table of dishes to come in: "Master Li, no matter whether we kiss each other or not, you will never forget your help. If you want to leave today, I will do it."

In the past few days, Song Lizheng, who had a rosy complexion and a healthy face, suddenly became haggard.

The once-in-a-century divorce letter came out in his hands, and he felt that he couldn't lift his head when he went back.

"You're welcome, you just have to be good in the future, if... Sigh!"

Song Zhenping helped him to sit at the table: "Master Li, I still need to have my leg treated, and it's not convenient to go back and move the grave. I'd better go back after seeing the day."

Song Dekui's face was dark, and he looked at the paper, which was still waiting for Song Laoer's fingerprints, and hummed: "That bastard has had enough trouble, if he doesn't come to press his fingerprints, I'll cut off his fingers and cover it."

Song Lizheng waved his hand: "The second brother is looking for money, and he will definitely come, but... Daping, he will definitely ask for a large sum of money. If you want to live a quiet life in the future, this money is indispensable."

Song Zhenping's expression darkened, but he remained silent.

Song Liyun had already said: "Don't worry Li Zhengye, I've prepared the banknotes, after all, Second Uncle has the grace of nurturing."

She almost vomited these words herself, but she still relied on her willpower to suppress them.

Hearing Song Liyun's words, Song Lizheng's complexion suddenly improved a lot: "You have to think this way. There are no wrong parents in the world. Only when you raise a child do you know how hard your mother is..."

Song Dekui took the wine bowl and stuffed it to his mouth: "Father, don't talk, drink, drink, this wine is Daping's filial piety to you, if you drink this time, there will be no next time!"

Song Lizheng's words were distorted in an instant, and he stared at his son and cursed: "What are you talking about, what are you talking about drinking? This time there will be no next time. Daping will come back to move the grave, and he is not allowed to bring wine to Li Zhengye!"

Xiaoan was in the inn with Song Dekui all morning, he couldn't stay anymore, he just wanted to go back after dinner, Hei Jin must be bored to sleep.

While several people were eating and drinking, Song Lao Er pushed the door open and entered by himself.

At this time, he had already taken care of his head and face, and his whole body was cleaned up.

Song Liyun and the others had been waiting for him for a long time, so they were not surprised to see him now.

It's just that Song Liyun's eyes flickered when he saw a small plate of sauced beef in his hand.

Song Laoer sat down at the table with a sullen face, and put the sauced beef in front of Song Zhenping: "Daping, at this point, your father, mother and your grandfather are definitely not willing.

That can't be helped, this is human life, and it's me, the uncle, who is sorry for you.

what!You and my uncle and nephew, we still have a glass of wine! "

As he spoke, he took out a wine glass from his arms, poured wine from the jug on the table, and handed it directly to Song Zhenping: "If you still recognize me as an uncle, then drink this glass of wine!"

Song Li stood up vigorously: "Brother, you can't drink this wine!"

Song Zhenping stared at Song Lao Er with hatred: "Second Uncle, what do you say at this time whether you recognize it or not, if you don't come to Suijin Town to make trouble, I will still recognize it, now...don't recognize it! "

He is a person who values ​​friendship. If he has been separated for ten or eight years, there is a happy family, and the previous pain fades away, maybe he really put those things aside.

But Song Lao Er's family colluded with outsiders to covet his own money, and he would never forgive him.

"No? Good!"

Song Laoer rubbed his teeth, he poured the wine on the ground, pointed to the beef and said, "Young lady wants to eat Li Niang's meat when she goes out. Now, as long as the three of you finish eating the meat, I will promise to divorce you."

Song Lizheng looked at the plate of meat in doubt: "Second brother, where did this rule come from?"

Song Lao Er tilted his head and showed a weird smile: "Uncle Lizheng, is it my family's new order? As long as I don't press my fingerprints for a day, I have the right to set the rules."

Song Lizheng patted the table: "Second brother, don't mess around! You just want money!"

"I want money, Uncle Lizheng. I just want to give some meat to my nephew and niece. What are you in a hurry for?"

After finishing speaking, Song Laoer turned to look at Song Liyun, "Nice niece, you have lied to your second uncle, I don't want those shops.

In a word, give 300 taels of silver, and I will let you break off your relationship.Otherwise, I will never end with you in this life!
Let me tell you the truth, I told you everything when I left, as long as I die in Qili County, someone will take my place. "

Song Lizheng heard Song Lao Er's lion's words, and was so angry that he slapped the table again: "What do you want to do with the bastard?"

His words were of no use at all, and no one listened.

Song Liyun took out two banknotes from his sleeve with a calm expression, waved them in front of Song Lao Er, and quickly put them away: "If you want money, you can break off the marriage first!"

The bank note flashed by, Song Laoer's eyes widened, and his voice trembled: "300 taels, I want 300 taels!"

Song Liyun picked up a cloth bag from his feet, put it on the table and opened it, and the bright white silver jumped into everyone's eyes.

(End of this chapter)