Through the farm gate, the delicate husband turned black

Chapter 100 About Song Wu News
With these 20 taels of silver, the Song family lived in the village for several days.

"Hmph, what's the big deal, people who sell their own sons are so embarrassed, I really don't know how to be ashamed." A man who can't stand cowardice said.

"That's right, but his son seems to be with his ex-wife again." Someone saw Song Wu and said it somewhere.

"Did you really see it, isn't it dazzled? Old Mrs. Song personally gave the man to the matchmaker, and I heard that he sold it to the flower house..." The man continued to speak in a low voice.

"I'm not mistaken, that is Song Wu and his ex-wife." The man continued.

"Then this is interesting, what will happen if you say Mrs. Song knows that her son is not in Hualou, but went to live a good life?" A man next to him said that he didn't think it was a big thief.

"Needless to say, there will definitely be an uproar." Someone said in a drawn out voice.

A few people chattered for a while, and made a big deal about Song Wu's work with Ling's mother, and soon someone in the Song family knew about it.

"Father." Song Xiaofulang hurried in, almost fell to the ground because he walked too fast.

"What are you doing, you are so frizzy." Mr. Song even changed into new clothes because he had money.

"Father, big brother..." Song Xiaofulang couldn't speak clearly because he was out of breath.

Old Mr. Song rolled his eyes and said, "If you have something to say, put your fart on it. I want to go out and show off my clothes."

Mr. Song shook his new clothes as he spoke. People in the village were reluctant to wear them, but now that they are wearing them on him, they must be envious and jealous.

"Father, elder brother is not in Hualou." Song Xiaofulang calmed down and said hastily.

"So what if you're not in Hualou, what do you do with so much money, we'll just take the money." Mr. Song said disapprovingly.

Song Xiaofulang curled his lips, "I live with Ling Shi now. I heard that Ling Shi is opening a shop. This is going to make a fortune."

Song Xiaofulang said these words with a sour tone.

"Are you serious about opening the shop? Where is Song Wuzhen?" Mrs. Song's expression immediately changed.

"Well, it's absolutely true that everyone is talking about it." Song Xiaofulang nodded.

"Do you also believe what those people say?" Mrs. Song was a little disbelieving.

"What people say is clear and precise, why don't you believe it." Song Xiaofulang became serious.

"Father, brother has gone to live a good life, look at our family now." Song Xiaofulang was about to cry.

In fact, he is hypocritical, wishing that Mr. Song would make trouble, so that life at home would be easier.

In the past, when the Ling family was doing business, they could take whatever was cheap at home, and the food was better than that of the villagers. Since the Ling family started to gamble, there was nothing left. Now that she has made a fortune again, Mr. Song naturally wants to take advantage of it. .

"Okay, what are you worried about about this matter, what can he do without us? Well, this Song Wu is really blessed." Mr. Song said admiringly.

His eyes are full of envy, he is also a man, his wife is not so capable, and she still relies on him to search and search for a living.

"En." Song Xiaofulang heard his words and immediately walked away.

Mr. Song rolled his eyes and walked to the room.

Mrs. Song went to play with the birds in the cage in the morning, and she didn't plant the fields at home. It's really ironic, Mr. Song thought in his heart.

(End of this chapter)