"Who is Ji Liancheng?" Song Laoer's mind turned to mush.
Song Zhenping next to him also looked confused.
The heads of the shop were Yun Niang and Uncle Han. He had known this for a long time, so he was not afraid of Song Laoer's investigation.
But the property deed of Baolinju is in my name, and I still have a copy at home!
How could it be that Ji Liancheng is now the one who has never even heard of it?
Song Liyun only knew that the original owner of Baolinju was surnamed Ji, but did not know his name.
The official's face darkened: "Now that I've seen everything, get out of here quickly and don't make the county government uneasy!"
Two yamen servants stepped forward and lifted up Song Laoer's arm, dragging him out of the county yamen without any explanation.
Song Laoer shouted out loud: "These bitches are hiding family property and clan wealth!"
His voice echoed throughout the county government office, attracting disgusted looks.
When the officer who was holding him saw that this guy was disturbing the government officials, he suddenly became anxious. He didn't know who took out the sweat towel, pressed Song Laoer's chin and stuffed it.
Song Laoer's cry suddenly stopped, and he could only make a sound in his throat.
Song Zhenping was still confused and hurried out of the office.
Song Liyun pondered for a moment, and suddenly understood what was going on.
In fact, when you want to buy land in the town, you should understand that the guard station cannot transfer the owner's land deed to the name of the military household.
The deed of Baolinju that was given to Song Liyun was probably a false certificate, and the purpose was to retain the military household.
The original owner is missing, not dead. The government has taken out the deed of the original owner's house!
If the original owner comes back... However, he will probably only be able to get some compensation, and it is impossible to get the property deed back.
Song Laoer returned to the inn in a daze, and he was really wilted.
You may look wealthy, but you don't have anything. Even the house belongs to someone else.
Tianxiang Tower also belongs to the government and the health department, so he doesn't dare to make trouble.
There are also food shops and carton factories where other people have shares. If you go looking for them yourself, there will definitely be a lot of people shirking responsibility.
Song Laoer slapped his face: "I call you a fool and let two white-eyed wolves play with you!"
"No, those cheap hooves are too scary, too scary!"
Song Laoer pinched the purse around his waist, a sinister flash in his eyes.
In another room of the inn, Song Lizheng had already written the divorce letter and was just waiting for Song Lao Er to sign his name before leaving this humiliating place.
Song Liyun ordered a table of food and said, "Master Li Zheng, no matter whether we stop kissing or not, I will never forget your help. If you are leaving today, I will practice it."
Only a few days had passed, and Song Lizheng, who was originally rosy and healthy, suddenly looked haggard.
He had a rare divorce letter in his hand, and he felt like he couldn't even lift his head when he went back.
"You're welcome. Just be nice in the future. If...oh!"
Song Zhenping helped him sit down at the table: "Master Li Zheng, I still need to have my leg treated. It's not convenient for me to go back and move the grave. I'd better go back later to see what happens next."
Song Dekui had a dark face, looking at the divorce letter that was still waiting for Song Lao Er to have his fingerprints printed, and groaned: "That bastard has had enough trouble with it. If he doesn't come to have his fingerprints printed, I will cut off his fingers and cover it up."
Song Lizheng waved his hand: "The second one is looking for money. He will definitely come, but... Daping, he will definitely ask for a large sum of money. If you want to live a peaceful life in the future, this money is indispensable."
Song Zhenping's face darkened and he remained silent.
Song Liyun had already said: "Don't worry, Mr. Li Zheng, I have prepared the banknotes. After all, my second uncle has the kindness to raise you."
She almost vomited these words, but she still relied on willpower to hold them down.
Hearing Song Liyun's words, Song Lizheng's expression immediately improved a lot: "You have to think about it this way. There are all parents in the world. Only when you raise a child do you know how hard your mother works..."
Song Dekui put the wine bowl to his mouth: "Dad, don't talk, drink, drink. This wine is from Daping. If you drink it this time, there will be no next time!"
Song Lizheng's words were immediately distorted. He glared at his son and cursed: "What the hell are you talking about? What do you mean if you drink this time, there will be no next time. Daping has to come back to move the grave, and he is not allowed to bring wine to Master Li Zheng!"
Xiao An had been at the inn with Song Dekui all morning. He couldn't stay any longer and just wanted to go back as soon as he finished his meal. Heijin must have been bored to sleep again.
While several people were eating and drinking, Song Laoer pushed open the door alone and entered.
He had already taken care of his head and face, and his whole body was tidy.
Song Liyun and others had been waiting for his arrival for a long time, and they were not surprised to see him now.
But when Song Liyun saw the small plate of soy sauce beef in his hand, his eyes flashed.
Song Laoer's face fell, and he sat down directly at the table, placing the soy sauce beef in front of Song Zhenping: "Daping, your parents and your father are definitely not willing to get to this point.
There's nothing you can do about it, this is a person's life, and I, as an uncle, can't help you.
Ah! If you and my uncle and nephew are having a fight, let’s have a glass of wine!"
As he spoke, he took out a wine glass from his arms, poured wine from the jug on the table, and handed it directly to Song Zhenping: "If you still recognize me as your uncle, drink this glass of wine!"
Song Liyunt stood up: "Brother, you can't drink this wine!"
Song Zhenping stared at Song Laoer with hatred: "Second uncle, at this time, you are still talking about whether you recognize or not. If you didn't come to Ruijin Town to cause this scene, I would still recognize you, but now... I don't recognize you!
"
He is a person who values friendship. If he had been separated for ten or eight years, had a happy family, and the previous pain had faded away, maybe he would have really put those things aside.
But Song Laoer's family colluded with outsiders to covet their own money, and he could never forgive them.
"Don't admit it? Okay!"
Song Laoer rubbed his teeth, poured the wine on the ground, pointed at the beef and said, "Young lady wants to eat the meat of the mother-in-law when she goes out. Now as long as the three of you finish the meat, I will agree to break off the engagement."
Song Lizheng looked at the plate of meat in confusion: "Second brother, where does this rule come from?"
Song Lao Er tilted his head and showed a weird smile: "Uncle Li Zheng, isn't it my family's new rule? As long as I don't take fingerprints for a day, I am qualified to make rules."
Song Lizheng slapped the table: "Boy, don't mess around! You just want money!"
"I want money, Uncle Li Zheng. I just want to give my nieces and nephews some meat to eat. Why are you anxious?"
After saying that, Song Laoer turned to look at Song Liyun, "My good niece, you have deceived your second uncle, I don't want those shops anymore.
In one sentence, for three hundred taels of silver, I will let you break off your relationship. Otherwise, I will never be done with you in this life!
To tell you the truth, I told you when I left that as long as I die in Qili County, someone will redress my grievances on my behalf."
When Song Lizheng heard Song Laoer's loud words, he was so angry that he slapped the table again: "What do you want to do with this bastard?"
His words were of no use at all and no one listened.
Song Liyun looked calm and took out two banknotes from his sleeves, waved them in front of Song Lao Er, and quickly put them away: "If you want money, you can break off the engagement first!"
The banknote passed by in a flash. Song Laoer's eyes widened and his voice trembled: "Three hundred taels, I want three hundred taels!"
Song Liyun picked up another cloth bag from his feet, put it on the table and opened it, and the bright white silver jumped into everyone's eyes.