Chapter 132: Are you going to fall off the horse?

When Wang Ma helped Zhou Liniang out and handed her over to the two officials, Zhou Liniang no longer had any strength to speak.

Wang's mother was also frightened enough, her face was pale, her lips trembled, and her mind was full of one thought: The most terrible person in the Song family is back, and she must be honest in the future.

The two officials clamped her left and right, looked at her soft and boneless legs, and asked curiously: "Hey, is her leg injured?" ”

Song Xifeng explained with a smile: "Punish her for kneeling for a while, but I didn't expect her knees to be broken." ”

The official snorted and said, "I didn't expect this kind of poisonous woman to be quite delicate, and she broke her knees when she knelt down." ”

"yes." Song Xifeng responded, took out two ingots of silver and handed them to the two officials respectively, "This person must have a grudge against me, if she talks nonsense and accuses me, I also ask the two eldest brothers to help explain to Lord Qin." ”

The efficiency of the Qingxian Yamen is not good, these two ingots of silver are already their wages for half a year, and the two officials are busy and respond with a smile: "It's easy to say." Her comrades have all confessed, killing people pays for their lives, no matter how she is false, she will not escape death. ”

"So I'm relieved, hard work two big brothers."

Song Xifeng personally sent the two yacha away, and not long after watching them go away, it happened that Song Beibei and the release also brought Song Quexian back.

Song Qixian looked much better, except for her face was a little pale, everything else seemed to be fine.

Song Xifeng hurriedly greeted him and called "Dad".

When Song Qixian saw her son coming, she suddenly lowered her head in shame and whispered: "I caused all this, I led the wolf into the house, and the whole family was harmed...... If you hadn't come back, I don't know what I would have done. ”

Song Xifeng stepped forward to help Song Qixian: "Dad, don't say such kind words in the family." Zhou Liniang was so vicious that she used her child to deceive you, and her father was also deceived by her. ”

At the mention of the child, Song Qixian suddenly clenched Song Xifeng's hand: "That child...... He ......"

Song Xifeng chuckled: "Don't worry, Dad, that child is not yours." I went to see the miracle doctor, and the miracle doctor proved that the child could never be your flesh and blood. ”

Song Que Xian was surprised: "How did you prove it?" ”

Song Xifeng was stunned for a moment, he would never let his father and sister know about taking out the child to drip blood to recognize his relatives, so as not to scare them.

Just as he was quickly thinking of a reasonable reason, Song Beibei suddenly pulled up Song Xifeng's palm and wrote the word "month" on it.

Song Beibei looked at Song Xifeng curiously, she wanted to ask if the month was not right.

Song Xifeng also immediately followed Song Beibei's words and said to Song Qixian: "That miracle doctor can even tell when the child is conceived, the miracle doctor said that it has been three months, and you haven't touched her in three months, right?" ”

Song Qixian breathed a sigh of relief, nodded and said, "Absolutely not!" I didn't go out during that time, and I stayed at home with your mother every day. ”

On the way back, he heard that the government had found out that Zhou Liniang was the murderer of Jiuguan, and he began to struggle again, he wanted to seek justice for Jiuguan, and he was worried that Zhou Liniang's flesh and blood in the womb were really his own, and he couldn't bear to watch her die.

Now I don't have to bear it.

But as soon as she thought of Lin Liao, Song Qixian's heart began to feel weak again, "I don't know if your mother has forgiven me now." In fact, when Zhou Liniang said that I had touched her and said that the child was mine, I didn't have the slightest impression......"

Song Beibei sighed deeply, shook his head and muttered in his heart, what do you admit if you don't have an impression?

This kind of thing should be bitten to death from the beginning, and you haven't done it from the beginning!

And what's the use of hesitating here now? Hurry back and coax it.

Song Beibei took Song Qixian's hand and went inside, and took her directly to find her mother.

asked about the whereabouts of the subordinate Lin Liao at this time, and the brother and sister took Song Qixian straight to the Song family's account room.

Lin Liao was flipping through the account book in the account room at this time, with an abacus in his hand, and he was calculating and remembering.

With the encouragement of her children, Song Quexian walked up to Lin Liao and called softly: "Liaoliao......"

Lin Liao continued to crack with the abacus as if he hadn't heard it.

Song Qixian looked back at Song Xifeng and Song Beibei at the door, and the brother and sister raised their fists together, looked at him with firm eyes, and cheered him on.

Come on! Your wife is the only one you can coax!

Song Qixian took a deep breath and organized her words, regardless of whether Lin Liao was listening or not, she said directly: "Liaoliao, I was injured that day, I was bent on coming back to see you, how do I know that I lost consciousness after taking the medicine brought by Zhou Liniang, and after waking up, she said that I had touched him, in fact, I had no impression at all, I didn't know if I had done it at all." ”

Later, she said that she was pregnant with my flesh and blood, and I saw that the time was right, and I fell for her plan...... I swear to you that I will never touch ......anything else in my life."

"Oops!" Lin Liao hurriedly raised his head to interrupt him, and said angrily, "You are nagging, I have to start again halfway through the calculation." ”

Song Qixian was stunned for a moment, leaned over and glanced at the account book: "What are you counting?" ”

Lin Liao stepped aside and motioned for him to sit down.

"Of course, no matter how much money our Song family has been taken away by Zhou Liniang, Second Uncle Song and the patriarch in the past few days, money is a trivial matter, if we still sell our land deed, it will be troublesome."

Song Qixian heard her say "Our Song family", and her heart was happy, this is to forgive him.

He hurriedly sat down next to Lin Liao, took the account book and said, "Madam, I'll just settle this, I heard the release, you and Beibei almost had an accident in the fire a few days ago, you just woke up, let's go and rest." ”

Lin Liao took the account book back again: "I also heard what Dongfeng said, didn't you also wake up after Zhou Liniang pricked a needle in your brain?" You're not in good health, you can go and rest, or I'll take care of it. ”

The brother and sister at the door glanced at each other, stifled a smile, and walked in together.

Song Xifeng picked up a stack of account books, and Song Beibei picked up the pen and inkstone.

"Dad, mother, both of you are resting, leave this to me and Beibei." Song Xifeng rubbed the top of Song Beibei's hair, looked at his sister and said, "Beibei, can you help the fourth brother count?" ”

Song Beibei nodded again and again, creating time for his father and mother to get along, of course it was great.

The brother and sister didn't wait for Lin Liao and Song Qixian to speak, and they ran out of the account room together quickly.

In the account room, Lin Liao and Song Qixian looked at each other for a long time, and a thousand words were hidden in their eyes.

The brother and sister found a pavilion and sat down, and really began to settle accounts seriously.

The main thing is that Song Xifeng is calculating, and Song Beibei is sitting on the side, drinking tea and reading the script, accompanying him.

Song Xifeng finished calculating for more than an hour, shook his head and sighed: "This time I came back in time, the patriarch hasn't taken much from our family." However, in the early years, when our grandfather had not passed away, he took a lot of benefits from our branch and embezzled a lot of business. ”

When Song Beibei heard this, he was so angry that he put the book in his hand on the table.

Why? He, the patriarch, usually didn't give their family any help, but he still took their family's things?

It's too lacking! Definitely going back!

Even if it is handed over to the imperial court, it will still contribute to the country.

Song Xifeng and Song Beibei thought about it together, and said, "This money must be returned, and it is good to keep it for Shen Zhao, and it can also dredge the spy bureau." The spy bureau is Dayong's Discipline Inspection Commission, have a good relationship with them, won't they go sideways in the future? ”

Song Beibei smiled and stretched out his palm to Song Xifeng, give me five!

Song Xifeng didn't check for a while, and really high-fived her.

After the shot, I realized that something was wrong......

Isn't this high-five a celebration habit of modern people from the United States? How can an indigenous person in the north have this habit?

Song Xifeng's smile faded and asked, "Beibei, who taught you this high-five gesture?" ”