"It's true. Today the old lady of the Song family took her second son to the Yamen to report it in person. She is also willing to help the government find relief food."
"Will the old lady of the Song family be so kind?"
"I don't know if it's true or not. Anyway, the government has announced the verdict and will be executed in three days."
People on the street were talking a lot, some were gloating about the misfortune, and some were expressing regret.
The second master of the Song family is known for being a scoundrel in all aspects of food, drink, prostitution, and gambling, not to mention the old lady of the Song family. How could two people who are so mean and love money as much as their lives be so kind?
Song family.
After Mrs. Song and Song Cheng came back from the government, they were extremely happy. The government wanted to find relief food. They confessed to Song Qi'an's embezzlement and were willing to help find relief food.
After adding more money for management, the government will naturally turn a blind eye to these family members.
"Mom, is this master really going to be beheaded?" Aunt Song came forward.
"It's true, Ah Cheng saw the notice written by the government official with his own eyes." The old lady was delighted, and then asked: "How is A Qing doing there?"
"That's it, the cartilage won't recover in two days, what are you going to do about it?"
The old lady's eyes darkened as she thought: "A-Qing has been with us since she was a child. She will not give up until she recovers her cultivation."
"It's better not to do anything at all." Song Cheng raised his hand and made a gesture of wiping his neck.
Aunt Song was startled and said in a panic: "No, A-Qing is still my daughter after all. Even if we are not close to her, she is still flesh that fell from my body."
"Hua'er, if you want A-Qing to be safe and stable in the future, you can't keep A-Qing." Song Cheng really didn't like Song Qing, especially her attitude towards him yesterday.
Keeping A-Qing here will sooner or later be a disaster.
"But...but...Mom, please say something." Aunt Song was very panicked.
The old lady pursed her lips and shook her head slightly: "A-Qing's existence is related to the life of our family. We can't be cruel at this time, but it will be difficult to do anything in the future."
Aunt Song burst into tears.
"Hua'er, we still have Yiran. Once this incident is over, our family of three will finally be able to live a good life." Song Cheng stopped her and took her into his arms.
Aunt Song burst into tears.
The old lady and Song Cheng met their eyes and nodded in unison.
West wing room.
Song Qing slumped down on the edge of the bed, her whole body weak and boneless, and shook her head to clear her vision.
Cartilage powder...
Mom actually got rid of cartilage powder.
The door to Zhiqua's room was pushed open and Song Cheng walked in.
Song Qing looked at him coldly, something flashed in her eyes.
Song Cheng met her gaze and squinted his eyes and smiled: "A-Qing, no matter how high your cultivation level is, you still don't have the strength to stand up."
"You didn't go to the government?"
"Yes, I went, but instead of surrendering, I went to give your father a reminder."
"What do you mean?" Song Qing's face turned ugly.
"You don't know, right? Your father will be beheaded in three days, hahahahaha." Song Cheng said, throwing his head back and laughing.
Song Qing's face turned pale for a moment, and her eyes were full of shock.
"A-Qing, you could have survived, but it's a pity. Seeing that you care about your father so much, go down below and be with him. You two, father and daughter, will go to hell together, so you won't be lonely." Song Cheng
Smiling evilly, the Bai Ling in her hand came closer to her step by step.
Song Qing was hit both physically and mentally, her head went blank, the cartilage her mother gave her was scattered, her biological mother...