At the beginning, the abandoned wife brought two children, and became the richest man by farming and

Chapter 89
"You beg that little whore! It wasn't her, if it wasn't for her, how could Binzi's legs be like this?" Song Yi ran out from nowhere, with his eyes tearing apart, he grabbed Chen Moxiang's arm and pulled it up.

As soon as these words came out, the crowd who had been noisy just now quieted down instantly, and they all looked at the arguing Song Yi and his wife in unison. Song Yi also suddenly woke up, saying that he had said something wrong.

Song Ting stepped forward and asked: "Song Yi, the big fellow found this Bin from deep in the woods. What do you mean by that?" Song Yi became silent when asked this question.

"My old man...means...means that if it wasn't, if Yiren hadn't given the money-making business to others, our Binzi wouldn't have to go into the mountains to dig medicinal materials, and he wouldn't have been injured by a beast."

Mrs. Chen was in a hurry for a while, and she didn't think about who was in front of her. She just wanted to make up a nonsense reason to deal with the difficulties in front of her.But he didn't want this sentence to poke the hearts of Song Ting's family.Their family is close to Yi Ren, but the cake stand is also paid for by Yi Ren. The last time Song Yi pushed the plain silk, it almost cost her two lives.

Now that Song Ting's family hasn't held Song Yi accountable, the couple had the nerve to come out of the courtyard and cry.

"Song Yi! You two are deceiving people too much!" Song Ting waved his hands, turned his head, and said coldly.

"No, no, that's not what I meant!" Mrs. Chen was still counting on Yi Ren to invite a doctor, so she naturally didn't want to offend the Song Ting family who were close to that dead girl.

But he said the wrong thing first, so he had nothing to say at this time. He turned his head and saw Song Zheng in the crowd, rolled his eyes, and immediately bowed in Song Zheng's direction: "Cunzheng! You can't see death No help!"

Before Mrs. Chen knocked her head to the ground, Song Shan said coldly, "Your head really should be knocked!"

As soon as these words came out, the crowd became even quieter.Everyone didn't understand why the village, who had always been kind to others, would say such words when Song Bin was seriously injured, and they all looked at each other in blank dismay, waiting for the next sentence.

At this time, among the crowd was a member of the Song family who was building a house in Yiren's house. He suddenly remembered that the last time the villager was unceremonious in front of them, saying that Song Yi and his wife were rubbing against Yiren.
A few people were eyeing each other in the crowd. Obviously, it was not just that one who thought of this.

Because Song Shan was the village official and also a man, Mrs. Chen tried her best to trick Song Yi into talking.

Song Yi thought about his only son, who was still lying bloodied, gritted his teeth, and asked, "Cunzheng. He. Why did you say that?" But he still didn't dare to look Song Shan in the eyes.

"Song Dazhong's entrance examination paper, do you want to see it?" Song Shan held a roll in his hand, and those who were close could tell at a glance that it was the bamboo mark of Zhutong Academy!

When Song Yi and Mrs. Chen heard this, their pupils constricted immediately, and they were more shocked and frightened than seeing Song Bin's injury.

"Don't say it so harshly, I won't let Song Bin die in a fight with the same clan!" Song Zheng looked at their guilty look, and the expectation in his heart that he thought it was a child messing around was also in vain.What else does he not understand!
"Song Dazhong!" Song Zheng called to his eldest son without looking back.

"Hey! Dad!" Song Dazhong came out of the crowd and responded.Song Shan didn't tell him anything, so he didn't know anything.

Song Shan actually understood that his son, Song Dazhong, was raised by his daughter-in-law in front of him since he was a child.Besides, he is old, even if he goes to Zhutong Academy, maybe his life's study path will end there.

But if he can't go on, he can't go on. Even if there is a slight possibility, a father can carry it on his shoulders!But now it is really necessary to stop this road, how can this make Song Shan calm down!

For a moment, Song Shan was even a little rejoiced, fortunately his father was gone, otherwise it would be so sad!

"Take the car and send Song Bin to the neighboring village to find a doctor!" Enduring the pain in his heart, he ordered his son, seeing his busy and silly look, he couldn't help feeling sour again: I don't know what he said. A son whose heart is smaller than his belly button, would he blame himself for not avenging him?

"Tomorrow morning, regardless of whether Song Bin is dead or alive, open the ancestral hall!" Song Shan breathed a sigh of relief just now, and Song Yi, who was grateful to Song Shan and Song Dazhong, almost stumbled. land.

Apart from opening an ancestral hall to worship ancestors every year, the Song family has not opened an ancestral hall for other things for many years.The Song family lived in a peaceful corner of Songjiazhuang, and they have multiplied from generation to generation. Up to now, there are more than 200 people, but they have always been very united, and there have been no major conflicts and disputes.

The annual ancestor worship is after the Spring Festival, which is in midsummer at this time. Obviously, Song Shan explained that the early opening of the ancestral hall could not be for ancestor worship.
Following Song Dazhong driving the carriage and taking Song Yi's family of three to the neighboring village, the crowd also dispersed.
Although he was curious about what happened to Song Bin today and what he was going to say about the opening of the ancestral hall tomorrow, the big guy who had been tossing around in the middle of the night quickly fell asleep.

Early in the morning of the second day, Song Shan was sitting at the entrance of the ancestral hall.

Because all the clan elders who are older than Song Shan have not come yet, and Song Shan has not opened the door of the ancestral hall, he is hunched, sitting on the bluestone steps in front of the ancestral hall.The formerly high-spirited Muramasa lost his former radiance, now he looked like an ordinary old man.

When the Song clan grew old, they were all taken aback by seeing such a scene.They watched Song Shan grow up, watched him take the position of the village leader, watched him always go to the county to get some subsidies for the village, and watched him go to the village to get some subsidies for the village. There are more dolls running around without hooking soldiers. But I have never seen such a depressed Song Shan.

"Dashanzi! What's wrong with you?" A clan elder who was still in good health stepped forward to help Songshan.They were old, and the village was very lively last night, so they didn't come out, but I heard what happened from the younger generation at home.

Song Shan shook his head, obviously not wanting to talk now.

After waiting for a while, Song Shan took a glance and saw that all the people who were supposed to come had arrived. He unlocked the lock on the ancestral hall, pushed the door open with a "squeak", walked to the position of the patriarch, and sat down.

Everyone sat quietly, waiting for Song Yi and his wife.

From the first light of the morning to the day when the sun was in the sky, I didn't see a single person in that family.Song Yi walked out of the ancestral hall, set up a pergola in front of his forehead, looked at the sky, and turned back to the ancestral hall.

"All of you are the elders of my Song family, or the head of the family. I trouble you to come here today, just to ask you to be a witness." Song Shan tried his best to straighten his back, and the color of twilight faded a little.

"Song's ancestral hall, remove the name of Song Yi's family!"

(End of this chapter)