The house was crackling and burning in the night, and the air was filled with the acrid smell of smoke and fire.
Swords and sticks were facing each other inside and outside the yard, the barking of dogs that had been heard in the village had disappeared, and the atmosphere was quiet and suffocating.
"Second Uncle." Mrs. Fang pushed away the person who was protecting her, stood a few steps and looked at Shopkeeper Song outside the door. Her face flickered under the firelight behind her, and her expression was filled with sadness and anger, "Why?"
"Why? Why else?" Storekeeper Song said solemnly, "Of course it's for money."
Mrs. Fang probably didn't expect this answer, and she wanted to cry and laugh at the same time.
"Money? Do you want money?" she said, pointing to the sky, "Father said he would give you half of Deshengchang, but you don't want it. Dalang asked you to join a partnership, but you don't want it. Mother said he respects you, but you don't want it.
Song Yunping, you don’t want it, you said you don’t want it.”
Shopkeeper Song smiled.
"Then what you gave me is not mine." He said, "It was you who rewarded me. It was given by you from above."
As he spoke, he pointed to the sky with an angry expression.
"Even if I want it, I will be a grandson in front of you for the rest of my life. Not only for the rest of my life, my children and grandchildren will inherit your love. I worked hard for Deshengchang, and I deserve it in the eyes of others.
, you just give me gold and silver, is this mine? This is yours. The more I ask for, the more I owe you. The more I ask for, the more good people you are in the eyes of the world. As for me, I am
A dog from your Fang family!"
These words not only made Mrs. Fang look angry and sad, but also the nursing staff around her were horrified.
"Song Yunping, why do you think so?" Mrs. Fang looked at him and said, "What do you think of other people's good intentions?"
Shopkeeper Song laughed.
"What do I need other people's kindness for? I said before, I don't want kindness, I just want money." He Surong said, "When I carried Fang Shouyi out, he should have died neatly, and then handed Deshengchang to Deshengchang.
I, in a pretentious manner, talk about sworn brothers. What’s the use of sworn brothers? Does he owe me, or do I owe him? Is it bullying? "
Mrs. Fang looked at him.
"You are crazy." She said, putting away her sadness. "There is no need to feel sad about someone like you hurting us."
The guards protected her tightly and looked around cautiously. Apart from what they could see, they didn't know how many people there were.
"So, my father didn't die of a sudden illness?" Mrs. Fangda asked again.
Shopkeeper Song smiled and looked at her with a bit of condescending compassion.
"Daughter-in-law, no matter what, you have called me second uncle for so many years, and I have to make you understand." He said, "Yes, Fang Shouyi is certainly not ill. He is as strong as an ox.
The strong medicine almost won’t kill him.”
Mrs. Fang raised her hand to cover her mouth for a moment to block out the spicy taste.
"Then the old man is you too?" she said hoarsely.
"Yes." Shopkeeper Song Da said, "Don't ask, I took the initiative to say, and Chengyu are all my arrangements. Oh, speaking of arrangements, Su Qiniang is of course my arrangement."
Speaking of which, he smiled again.
"Speaking of it, Dalang is really an obedient and filial child. I gave him Su Qiniang. She is not good-looking and has nothing outstanding about her, but he is still very kind to her."
Mrs. Fang's heart ached like a knife. Thinking of these things, she hated Song Yunping and herself.
Thinking of the things they did to respect and love this person and their feelings, I really wanted to die.
She held her heart and couldn't help but scream in pain.
"Why? What on earth are you doing?" she yelled, her lungs breaking.
Shopkeeper Song's expression was calm and serious as always, but he could no longer hide the excitement in his eyes in the night.
"It's for money," he said, "I told you so."
"If you want money, we will give it to you. Tell me, don't you want Deshengchang? Deshengchang will be given to you." Mrs. Fang shouted.
Shopkeeper Song was also angry.
"Why are you, a woman, so unclear?" He shouted, "That's what you gave me. It's what I want. In the eyes of the world, Deshengchang is not mine. Even if it hangs on my head, people will only give it to me."
I will remember you and the good stories of your Fang family, and I will always be a waste of gratitude."
Mrs. Fang looked at him and didn't know whether to be sad or angry.
"Then what do you want?" she said.
"Where is Fang Chengyu?" Shopkeeper Song regained his solemn expression and said, "Do you think I will believe the straw-filled dummy you installed in the car? Do you think I really came here for your dummy?
"
Mrs. Fang had a dull look on her face and straightened her back.
"I would rather sacrifice my life to feed a tiger. Why should I tell you where Chengyu is?" she said.
"Tell me, of course I won't let you go, but I will let Chengyu go." Shopkeeper Song said, with kindness on his face, "I will let Chengyu live a good life until he dies."
After saying this, he laughed again, as if this was such a funny joke, he laughed but quickly stopped it.
"Anyway, don't worry." He said solemnly, "I won't kill him. I will let him live the last period of his life well, live with dignity, and have a grand funeral after his death."
Mrs. Fang looked at him and sneered silently.
"Daughter-in-law, why are you doing this?" Shopkeeper Song Da said, "Why do you let him hide around like a mouse? What's the point?"
He said and smiled.
"Forget it if you don't say it, God's will has already happened." He said, regaining his solemnity, and pointed to the sky, "Your Fang family has been wiped out by God. I can only bear this prosperity. I, Song Yunping, am the one who was destined by God."
Return."
As he spoke, he raised his hand.
"put…"
When Shopkeeper Song raised his hand, the guards around Mrs. Fang had already reacted and raised their shields.
At the same time, the sound of arrows piercing the air rang in my ears.
A scream followed.
Shopkeeper Song, who originally raised his hand, folded his arms and curled up, and his unspoken words turned into a cry of pain.
The attendants around him hurriedly came forward to check on the guardian, and under the light of the torch, there was an arrow stuck in the arm of Master Song.
The arrow had already passed through his arm, leaving only the fluttering feathers exposed.
"You are not God's will, so, you see, you are still one step behind."
The old woman's voice sounded in the night.
Accompanied by the sound of voices, the surrounding night suddenly brightened, as if countless torches were lit in an instant, and countless noises also followed.
Everyone looked around in panic, only to see countless people and horses pouring out from all around. Even the sleeping village turned out to be densely packed with people.
And these people are not ordinary people.
Fierce torches illuminated their bright armor and gleaming weapons.
Those weapons can only be equipped by officers and soldiers.
It turned out to be officers and soldiers.
The people on Shopkeeper Song's side were in a panic.
Shopkeeper Song also endured the pain and looked at the old woman walking over.
"Song Yunping, thank you very much. I finally know why our Fang family has been in such bad luck." Mrs. Fang said, looking at Song Yunping, her eyes full of anger.
Shopkeeper Song looked at her and then looked around.
"Why?" He said with a look of disbelief on his face.
"Why?" Mrs. Fang smiled coldly, "Of course because this is a trap, don't you know?" (To be continued)