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Song Xiang's head was banged. From the memory of the original owner, he remembered what happened before falling into the water. He was so ashamed that he couldn't even lift his head.

In this dynasty, a man's reputation is very important. If a man is provoked for no reason, he may not even be able to keep his reputation, let alone talk about marriage!

The original owner once met Feng Mian, the third son of the Feng family, who was getting off the carriage to go to the treasure shop on the way to the flower house. Seeing that he was wearing a curtain hat, he mistakenly thought he was the top man in the flower house, so he jumped on him and teased him. He acted recklessly and behaved absurdly, causing Feng Mian to faint from anger.

It was said that Feng Mian, the third son of the Feng family, was tall and beautiful, but he was frail and sickly. He devoted himself to worshiping Buddha. After his body was touched by Song Xiang, he once reached the point of seeking death and survival.

Feng Yunying, the second young lady of the Feng family, beat Song Xiang with a sap and threw him into the Canghe River outside the city to die in order to vent his anger on her brother.

Feng Yunshang looked at Song Xiang, who was all dirty and messy, with her hair askew, with disgust in her eyes, but she had to hold back her anger and finish her words: "Song Xiang, how are you going to compensate for the trouble you caused?" Our Feng family?"

"Compensation?" He knew the situation of his family and had no money to discuss compensation.

She could only discuss it shamelessly: "Miss Feng, you also know the situation of our Song family. If I want any money, I can't even afford one tael. Do you think there is any other way?"

"Other ways? Okay! Since you said so, then you can come to my house to discuss it tomorrow! I, the eldest lady, look forward to your visit to Song Xiang!"

It just so happens that my purpose is not to get money!

"Hmph! Let's go!"

Song Xiang watched Feng Yunshang out of the alley with uneasiness, then hurriedly entered the door, walking quickly towards the courtyard of the main house.

As soon as he entered the courtyard, Song Xiang shouted from a distance: "Father, Dad, I'm back!"

When Wang Xun heard Song Xiang's voice, he smiled happily and came out with his two sons: "Xiang'er is back?"

"Xian'er, why is your body so dirty?"

Song Xiang took a few steps forward and threw himself into Wang Xun's arms. Seeing this, his two brothers hid behind Wang Xun and stubbornly refused to move even half a step, as if they had seen the terrifying god of plague.

"Father, I accidentally fell into the river, that's why I'm in such a mess!"

A trace of distress flashed in Wang Xun's eyes, and he quickly ordered the boy: "Hurry up and boil hot water for the young lady!"

The boy agreed and retreated.

Song Xiang is only fourteen years old this year, and is about 1.6 meters tall. In ancient times, he was already old enough to get engaged, but in modern times, he is still a half-year-old child.

Song Xiang's eldest brother Song Zhizhou is sixteen years old this year. With the help of his maternal grandfather's family, he has already made an engagement, but he is not married yet. Song Xiang's second brother Song Zhiyi is fifteen years old and has not yet found a suitable candidate for marriage.

Wang Xun pulled Song Xiang's two brothers, and they reluctantly stood up.

Song Zhizhou angrily scolded Song Xiang, his expression extremely indignant: "Did you cause the troubles in the Feng family? Do you know what people outside say about our family? My father worked hard to send you to school, but you didn't When you cause trouble outside, you don’t care about my father’s life or death! You also don’t care about my marriage to Yi’er!”

When Song Zhiyi heard this, there was a little grievance in his tone: "Little sister, it's okay if you don't study hard. Why do you want to ruin the reputation of the Song family? If you continue like this, no one will say goodbye to us. My brother can only go to the temple and become a Buddhist disciple!"

Song Xiang let go of Wang Xun, let out a long sigh, then knelt down and said in a sincere tone: "Father, two brothers, Xiang'er did something wrong. In the future, Xiang'er will definitely study hard and support the Song family. No, I will let anyone bully my father and look down on my two brothers again!"

"You really think so?"

Song Zhizhou couldn't believe it. He exchanged glances with his brother and asked Song Xiang in a dumb voice: "Little sister, can brother believe you?"

"Brother, just trust me! Trust me one last time! I will definitely live up to your and my father's expectations!" Song Xiang hurriedly raised his hand to promise.

Wang Xun secretly wiped his tears, helped Song Xiang up, and said with a hint of bitterness in his voice: "Good boy, if you can think like this, it means you have grown up! Father is really happy for you!"

Song Xiang was not at ease. From now on, the honor and disgrace of the Song family and the support of her two brothers would all depend on her. Fame and wealth could only be obtained through studying.

Just as I was thinking about it, a medium-pitched voice came from outside the inner door: "Miss, the old lady has summoned you!"

When Wang Xun heard this, he immediately felt like he was facing a formidable enemy. Ever since the death of Song Hui, the head of the Song family, the old lady seemed to be a completely different person. She kept silent to the second house and secretly advised Wang Xun to hand over the power of the family to the second house. Song Ying's hands.

Wang Xun refused and threatened to remarry and take away all the dowry, so the old lady gave up!

However, the old lady's thoughts were very simple. She just felt that Song Xiang was not a bloodline of the Song family, but just a bastard, so she did not want to hand over the family business to Song Xiang.

Song Xiang comforted Mr. Wang: "Father, don't be afraid. Since the old lady wants to see Xiang'er, the younger generation should go and salute you! You and your brothers should sit down first, and Xiang'er can come as soon as he goes!"

"Xian'er, you haven't changed your clothes yet, how can you go to the main courtyard to say hello?" Wang Xun's worry was obvious, but it was too late to clean up.

I could only watch Song Xiang anxiously as he walked out of the courtyard.

On the way to the main courtyard, Song Xiang thought to himself as he walked: There will still be a long time to deal with the old lady in the future. If he doesn't explain it to her, this old man might continue to put pressure on the Wang family. A lot of trouble will inevitably arise.

Mrs. Qian next to the old lady saw Song Xiang coming from a distance and welcomed Song Xiang to the upper room. When Song Xiang entered the door, a pastel tall porcelain plate filled with fruits flew past her temples, and there was a bang on the door. On the bluestone floor, it broke into several pieces.

Sitting at the top was a white-haired woman who was about seventy years old. She was none other than the deceased Song Hui's mother, Mrs. Song, now the old lady!

Song Xiang suppressed his anger and saluted the old lady: "Xiang'er has met my grandmother!"

The old lady's tone was unpleasant, and she didn't have a good face towards Song Xiang: "You are such a shady leader, you don't read the book properly, and you go to provoke the young master of the Feng family! You have completely embarrassed our old Song family!"

"Those who know say that you are a little devil, but those who don't know think that you are the scourge of our old Song family and are deliberately looking for trouble with the Renfeng family!"

"Grandma will leave her words here today. Don't bring any insults to our family. Although your mother left early, your father is still there. If you don't obey the discipline again, I will Then talk to your father and ask him to remove your restraint, so as not to disgrace my old Song family."

When he said this, although the old lady was angry, there was also a sense of hatred in his eyes. He was not as cunning as the original owner remembered. Could it be that the original owner didn't like the old lady's strict discipline, so subconsciously Do you think the old lady is not a good person?

Song Xiang put away his previous hostility and said calmly: "Grandma, it was Xiang'er who did something wrong before. Now Xiang'er has changed his ways and made up his mind to study hard and support the Song family. Come."

"Grandma, don't be angry, otherwise you'll be so angry that you won't be able to wait for Xiang'er to earn your life in the future!"

The old lady looked up at Song Xiang in surprise, and after confirming that it was her granddaughter, the expression on her face relaxed: "Since you know how to repent, then study hard and stop donating money to Hualouli! "