New widow

At this moment, Song An was dead, and all the undecidable matters were left to others. Su Du couldn't help but sigh when he thought of the thin-looking woman. He didn't know if she could face these things and get through this difficulty.

In Song An's mourning hall, as soon as he entered the mourning hall, Mr. Chu San pulled the man to his knees and exchanged tears: "Brother-in-law, brother-in-law, I brought the child back, but you are not here. Brother-in-law, open your eyes and see look."

The crying was so sincere that it made it difficult for Mr. Song to step forward and tell them to get up, so he could only let them cry there.

The man knelt beside Mr. Chu San, but he only looked at Song An's spiritual tablet, with nothing in his expression.

Su Qiao and Song Zhen stood there. Song Zhen wanted to ask Su Qiao why this happened, but when the words came to her lips, Song Zhen did not ask. So in the mourning hall, only Master Chu San's cries echoed.

Mr. Chu San had cried enough, so he stood up and said to Su Qiao: "This country has national laws and families have family rules. This heir has been established long ago. Now that my brother-in-law is gone, naturally my nephew will inherit the title. You should also call all the servants out and identify the master of this mansion."

"Mr. Chu San, what you said is wrong. Our Song family knows nothing about this heir, so why did he become the master of this house?" Mr. Song would not allow this cooked duck to fly away, so naturally he wanted to Block there.

"In your Song family's account book, there are pieces of silver and cloth sent to me every year. When this child got married five years ago, we even sent 1000 taels to him so that he could buy a house and start a family."

As he said this, Mr. Chu San sneered.

: "Of course I know that you don't want to admit it and want to establish another heir. This is human nature. It's just that our Chu family will not suffer this loss."

"Third brother and sister, third brother and sister, this heir is your son." Mr. Song was so anxious that he could only call Su Qiao, but Su Qiao just stood there without saying a word. .

Seeing that Su Qiao remained silent, Mr. Chu San became even more proud: "That's it. It was clearly written on this paper in the past. I also have correspondence here, and your Song family also has accounts."

"How can we let you just say that this is the heir of our Song family?" Seeing that Suqiao didn't say anything, Mr. Song could only deny it.

"I have correspondence here." As he spoke, Mr. Chu San took out a letter from his sleeve. Mr. Song reached out to pick it up, but Mr. Chu San pushed his hand away: "I know you are What kind of person, listen to this letter, I will read it to you."

"That's unreasonable!" Mr. Song was so angry that his beard stood up. Mr. Chu San had already begun to read: "Uncle, listen, listen, he will call me uncle by then?"

"Okay, stop arguing and read it." As the oldest and most senior among them, Uncle Song Wu could only let Mr. Chu San read the letter.

"I heard that Jing'er has grown up and is discussing marriage. Now that I have a thousand taels of silver, I hope my brother will buy her a house and a hundred acres of fertile land." After reading this, Mr. Chu San did not forget to add another sentence: "Have you heard it? ? This child will follow your Song family’s ranking, Jing!"

At this time, the person named Song Jing raised his head and looked at everyone: "I have followed my uncle since I was sensible.

When my uncle grew up, letters often came to him from the capital, and he often asked very clear questions about his studies and other matters. Five years ago, my uncle presided over my marriage and bought a farm and a house. I wanted to refuse, but my uncle said that this was purchased by my father for me. Since it is given by the father, it cannot be shied away from. "

These words and this letter made Mr. Song open his mouth. He didn't know how to object, saying that this letter had nothing to do with this person or the Song family.

Mr. Chu San looked around at the Song family members in the hall, with pride in his smile: "Okay, I've also heard that your Song family has been making trouble these days to establish an heir. Now that the heir has been established early, then it's okay There's no need to make a fuss, Jing'er, even though your aunt has passed away, and you've never seen the two mothers you married later, you should also come forward and pay homage to your father's new wife."

Uncle Song kept looking at Su Qiao, hoping that Su Qiao would stop him. When he heard Mr. Chu San's words, Uncle Song was so anxious that he had no choice but to say loudly: "My family doesn't recognize her."

"What, do you want to ignore the wishes of the deceased?" Mr. Chu San asked this question. When he mentioned the word "dead man", Mr. Chu San's eyes started to shed tears: "In the past, when I was still in the capital, , I often come here to play. At that time, my sister was still there, and my brother-in-law was also very kind to me. When the servants in this house met me, no one would call me uncle, but now..."

"Okay, stop acting." Su Qiao had already interrupted Mr. Chu San. Mr. Chu San instantly put away the tears in his eyes and looked at Su Qiao: "What do you mean by this?"

"This child must have some connection with the Duke of Guo, so the Duke of Guo takes good care of him, but he is the Duke of Guo.

My heir, Mr. Chu San, you dare to say that this child dares to recognize him, but the Song family will not recognize him. "Suqiao said it bluntly.

Master Chu San pointed his hand at Su Qiao's face: "What nonsense are you talking about? This kid is just..."

"Then let me ask you, you keep saying here that when Mrs. Chu passed away in the past, in order to look good at the funeral, she established an heir. Where was this heir chosen? Who made the decision?"

Su Qiao had already interrupted Mr. Chu's words, and Mr. Chu's arrogance became more and more arrogant: "Of course it was the Duke who made the decision. My brother-in-law also said at the beginning that in order to comfort my sister, I specially selected him from among the nephews of the Chu family. A smart and handsome man."

"It's a joke. There are so many people from the Song family who don't want to choose someone from the Chu family." Su Qiao retorted, and Master Chu's face turned ugly: "I haven't returned to the capital for so many years. Why, now in the capital? Is it the woman who makes the decision?”

"Mr. Chu San, why don't I understand what you are saying? Even if you want to choose an heir, you should choose among the nephews of the Song family. Why did you choose from your Chu family?" Mr. Song also asked. After hearing the reason, Master Chu San was about to retort when he heard Madam Huang step forward: "Madam, Grandma Chen is here."

Aunt Chen? Is it Song An's nanny, Nanny Chen, who was in charge of the internal affairs of the Song Dynasty? Mr. Song's eyes couldn't help but light up, and he hurriedly walked out of the hall: "Nanny Chen is here, so I should go out to greet her."

"Old lady, come in, don't dare bother the eldest master." Grandma Chen's voice has already sounded. She is also seventy this year. She lives in a village in the countryside and lives comfortably. However, the power she has accumulated over the years in charge of internal affairs is still there. Look

Seeing her come in, the servants couldn't help but stand upright again.