Uncle Song didn't expect that he had already been seen by his niece. After hearing her sarcastic words, Uncle Song pulled the corners of his mouth stiffly and said that Song Shuangshuang just knew how to joke.

"You must have seen it wrong, kid. I just got here."

Song Shuangshuang snorted coldly and ignored his words.

Although the old lady was dissatisfied with Uncle Song's behavior in the past two days, in order to gain more benefits at the moment, the old lady did not show any displeasure to Uncle Song and even said a few words to help him.

"You little bastard, stop stirring up trouble. As a child, you shouldn't interfere in matters between adults. Let your father speak.

Third brother, do you agree with my solution? Otherwise, none of you can think of a solution."

Look at the old lady's distorted face with gnashing teeth, and the eldest brother's indifferent but calculating look.

The sadness and loss in Song's father's heart completely disappeared.

Never mind, he should have figured it out long ago.

My repeated tolerance will not bring about their concession, but will only make them become more demanding.

“I still say the same thing, I can’t give you a job, and I can’t give you 500 yuan either.

It’s a hundred dollars at most. If you accept it, I will publish an announcement in the newspaper once the newspaper office starts working to announce that we are severing our relationship.

If you don’t agree, you and your brother’s family will get nothing.”

Song's father thought of using the one hundred yuan to buy out this family relationship, which would fulfill his wish as a son.

Song Shuangshuang frowned, thinking that Song's father was really indecisive. He had been bullied by the old lady for several days in a row, but he was still willing to give her money.

What do you think!

If it were him, he wouldn't give the old lady a penny.

Song Youlin saw what his sister was thinking, touched her hand and shook his head.

No matter why Song's father chose to give the old lady money, they couldn't interfere now.

Old Mrs. Zhang felt that one hundred yuan was too little and far below her expectations, but things had come to this point today and the third brother would definitely break off relations with her.

But what can I do?

Old Mrs. Zhang felt a little regretful. She should have chased those stupid kids away and talked to the third son alone about this matter.

Thinking of this, Old Lady Zhang glared at Song Shuangshuang.

Song Shuangshuang: "!!!"

Hey! This old lady dares to glare at her!

Song's father obviously saw it as well, and moved to the side to block Mrs. Zhang's view.

Old Mrs. Zhang was at a loss and could only look to Uncle Song beside her.

Uncle Song has also been thinking of a solution, but he is waiting for the old lady to come to him.

Seeing the old lady looking at him, Uncle Song pretended to clear his throat and said to Father Song:

"Third brother, we are all family, how can you break off relations with our mother? If outsiders knew about this, they would definitely poke you in the back.

You have to know what kind of people are those who published the announcement to sever ties with the government.

What will the leaders in the factory think if they find out about you doing this? You should quickly admit your mistake to our mother and this matter will be over.

From now on, no one should talk about severing ties with us."

Uncle Song took a step back and pretended to persuade the mother and son not to sever their relationship. In fact, he knew very well that the relationship had to be severed today.

The purpose of saying this is nothing more than to disgust Song's father and make him willingly pay more money in order to quickly break off the engagement.

His idea was good, but the old lady couldn't understand it. She stared at him with wide eyes and asked Uncle Song who he was speaking for.

"Uncle, you can't think of any useful ideas with your brain, so don't act so self-righteously.

Even if you say something, my dad will have to sever his relationship with the old lady and your family today."

The brother and sister looked down on Uncle Song.

He was a little smart. Didn't he see the look in his father's eyes just now? He didn't have any feelings for him or the old lady. If he had any feelings, it was just disappointment.

He is still trying to smooth things over. Does he know what life is like?

After hearing what Song Youlin said, Uncle Song felt that Song Youlin was just like his sister and had become annoying after working in the countryside for a while.

Uncle Song felt embarrassed that his thoughts were seen through by a child.

"Old Three, do you think so too?

Don't you care about the relationship between mother and son or the relationship between us brothers at all?"

Song's father sneered

"The old lady has always treated me as her own son, and has always been squeezing me to support you.

And you, have you ever considered the brotherhood? You have always accepted it with a clear conscience, and now you have the nerve to say such things to me? "

That little bit of brotherhood has long since disappeared.

Of course, Song's father knew what kind of person Uncle Song was.

Normally he lets the old lady and his daughter-in-law play the bad guys, and he enjoys it silently without saying anything. When things get out of hand, he won't say a word and say, "I didn't know anything."

How could he not know? He knew everything, but he just pretended to be a good person.

"That hundred dollars has bought out the relationship between us. From now on, we'll go our separate ways. I don't have a mother like you, nor a big brother like you.

Please stop disturbing our family's life."

After saying this, Song's father turned and went into the house.

Although the old lady was not happy with only getting a hundred dollars, it was better than nothing.

The third brother has completely alienated herself from her, so she might as well rely on the eldest brother's family.

At least the two children from the eldest family were raised by her, so they are definitely better than the children from the third family, and they will be able to be filial to her in the future.

As for money, she has plenty of ways to get the third brother to pay for it.

So, when the old lady saw Song's father take out the money, she reached out and took it without thinking.

Song Shuangshuang and Song Youlin helped their father at the same time.

The old lady glared at him, "Why, do you still want to regret it?"

Father Song also didn't quite understand what the two children were thinking.

Song Shuangshuang asked her father to wait for a moment and went into the house to get manuscript paper and a pen.

"Don't worry, we won't regret it, and we'd rather sever ties with you.

Let's write a statement of agreement first, clearly stating what happened and how much money my father gave you.

This will prevent you and your good son from spreading the news that my father has no conscience. You deny your responsibility and say that you didn't get a penny, and then try to blackmail us.

This way my dad can explain it to people at the newspaper office."

Old Mrs. Zhang and Uncle Song's family are almost like scoundrels. She has to do something for Song's father and mother and minimize the impact of public opinion.

Old Mrs. Zhang and Uncle Song's faces became noticeably darker.

I thought this girl was so smart.

"There's no need to be so troublesome. I can't write. I just promise not to come." The old lady now only wants to get the money quickly and doesn't want to write any agreement at all.

If she wrote this, how could she come to the third brother to ask for money again?

Seeing that the old lady was getting impatient, Song's father raised his voice a lot, saying, "What is there that you don't understand?"

Put the money directly into your pocket.

"It's not a problem. All three of my children can write. My eldest brother can read, too. When Shuangshuang finishes writing, you can ask him to check if there are any problems."

This has cut off the old lady and Uncle Song's escape route.

Song Shuangshuang didn't waste any time. She placed the manuscript paper on the wooden board covering the water tank, unscrewed the pen cap and started writing, reading as she wrote.

Song Youhui felt it was too cold outside and wanted to ask Song Shuangshuang to go into the house to write, but was stopped by Song Youlin.

“Just write it outside.”

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