I have made a fortune by farming

Chapter 407 Who Matters

I thought he could improve after three months of hard work, but he didn't expect it to get worse.

"Second and third, take Brother Xian to change clothes." Song Laogen said into the room.

In the next room, many people were hiding.

At this moment Song Jinshan and Song Yinshan also came out, their faces were embarrassing, they looked at this elder nephew with mixed emotions, while the Dafang couple stayed in their room right now, they were crying silently.

Song Fushan naturally didn't quite agree with this matter, but Song Laogen was in charge of the house, and he couldn't say "no" to the old man's arrangement.

"Do you want to stop it? If you really want to get on the bridal sedan chair and make a scene known to everyone, it will be irreversible." Song Fushan said sullenly.

"I want to go to you, I have no money." Da Yao looked at the empty box.

She has thought too much these two days.

Since the elder son was sensible, she sneaked around in private and offered delicious food and drink. The son was sweet since he was a child, and asked for a few copper coins from time to time. She gave it whenever she could, and never refused.

It's not that she didn't teach her son reasoning, it's just that the husband and wife are busy, so they teach less.

Now she regrets it.

Especially when thinking about the appearance of her mother-in-law that day, she regretted letting the old lady help her take care of the child.

She often has to do work, and the child likes to hang around the old lady. Sometimes she said a few words to her son, and the old lady also defended her. Here comes the meaning.

What's more, when my son was a child, he often told her that his mother-in-law was kind to him.

She is a mother, so she feels a little bitter in her heart, so she tries her best to treat her son better, hoping that he will be filial to her in the future.

At this moment, she knew that she had done something wrong.

It shouldn't be like this, just like Da Geer, now following Er Ya, he is becoming more and more sensible...

"Hey! Injustice!" Song Fushan sighed and covered his head.

Dayao was stunned.

On the other side of the main room, Song Jinshan and Song Yinshan didn't dare to disobey the old man's wishes, and brutally dragged him into another room.

Song Xian was taken aback: "Second uncle and third uncle, are you crazy!? What are you doing?!"

"If you want to marry, that's fine. I'll let you marry today." The old man braced himself, shaking his hands slightly, "Put on your clothes casually, with the help of a rope, and keep your mouth shut."

Song Jinshan and Song Yinshan are both people who are used to rough work, and their strength is not ordinary. How can Song Xian, a white-faced boy, resist it?
After a while, he was put on a red dress, and a red hijab was hung on his head.

With his hands tied with hemp rope, Song Xian was a little unbelievable.

Just as he was about to speak, Song Jinshan stuffed a piece of cloth into his mouth.

This dragged the person out again.

"Dalang, my heart hurts, too? I've raised you for so many years, and I don't ask you to repay me, but you can't spoil the relatives in the family like this?" Song Laogen's eyes turned red, "You use kinship to do that?" Forcing me, it's insulting our old Song family, your father, your father and mother's life, you don't even look at it, it's not that grandpa is cruel, it's all done by yourself..."

"Now, don't you want to marry into the family? Okay, go, I have prepared the sedan chair, and I am going to send you over there. When you arrive at the door of Pei's house, be filial to the people of Pei's family, learn to be well-behaved, and get off For the rest of your life, bear it if you can." Song Laogen wiped away his tears.

"..." Song Xian stared.

Song Laogen still wanted to hear a few words from him, so he pulled the cloth head off first.

"Grandpa, are you crazy? What are you doing? It's not shameful to be ashamed! Don't you understand all the truths I told you just now? Now you want to send me to marry, I think you are old-fashioned! You think Erya’s money is more important than my grandson, don’t you!?”

(End of this chapter)