80s Raising a Baby

Chapter 345 Chapter 345: Domineering

"Master, master, it's not good, that group of people came to make trouble with Grandma Song again." Xiao Yang shouted in a hurry after seeing the situation over there.

Ye Qian frowned, "Who?"

Xiao Yang: "It's Grandma Song's nephews."

Only then did Ye Qian come to her senses, and she ran out after talking to Aunt Zheng.

Aunt Zheng suddenly panicked, "Hey, Xiaotian, I..."

Before the words were finished, the person disappeared. Aunt Zheng sighed slightly, turned her head and ran outside, muttering as she ran: "I must go and see such a big thing."

"Otherwise, the old man will come back and ask me what to do." As he spoke, no one was there.

Seeing the other children in the room, they quickly put down their things and rushed out.

When we arrived at Mrs. Song's place, I saw a large group of people standing in the yard, including men, women and children.

And Mrs. Song stood alone opposite them, forming an opposing trend.

The leader was an old man who was holding a dilapidated notebook and read to Aunt Song: "Song Ci, you have been married since [-], and the things of the Song family have nothing to do with you long ago." , allowing you to stay for so long is already taking care of you, so pack up your things and leave!"

After hearing this, Mrs. Song couldn't help but sneered, "Leave, where are you going?"

The old man on the opposite side was taken aback by Mrs. Song's question, and replied with an unhappy expression: "Of course I'm going back to your husband's house, otherwise where else can I go."

Granny Song suddenly glared at him viciously and said, "Bah!"

"My husband's family has long since disappeared, and it's not that you don't know it. You are not guilty of what you said."

The old man: "Is there anyone? You are also the daughter-in-law of someone else's family. You are a married old girl. What do you mean by staying in your mother's house? Otherwise, people will think that our old Song family has no one."

Aunt Song: "It's just that there is no one else, and I can't even accommodate an old woman."

When the old man saw that Mrs. Song didn't give him face so much, he immediately turned black and yelled at Mrs. Song: "Song Ci, don't be shameless. Letting you stay for so long is enough to give you face."

"Otherwise, you want us to kick you out!"

As soon as these words came out, several elderly people began to gear up.

The coldness on Ye Qian's face became even worse when she heard this, "I see which of you dares!"

Ye Qian walked towards Mrs. Song as she spoke. When everyone heard her voice, they all tacitly made way for her to come out.

Ye Qian led a few young men all the way to Aunt Song's side with a sullen face, reached out to hold her arm, and said to Pengfei who was behind her, "Go and get a chair for Grandma Song."

As soon as Pengfei heard this, he ran into the house immediately, and after a while, he pulled out a heavy chair, put it in front of everyone, and shouted: "Grandma Song, sit down quickly."

Mrs. Song had a decent momentum when she was alone just now, but she was a little thin after all.

As soon as Ye Qian and the others came, Granny Song's aura immediately increased by two levels. She sat on the chair slowly and looked at them seriously.

When the old man saw Ye Qian standing next to Mrs. Song, hesitation flashed in his eyes, and he said to Ye Qian in a deep voice, "Boss Tian, ​​this is a private matter between us and Mrs. Song, so don't worry about it. "

Ye Qian sneered, "Private matter. What kind of private matter? It's not embarrassing for you, a group of outsiders who have passed the fifth service, to come here to ask for Mrs. Song's house."

What Ye Qian said was three-point ridicule, seven-point sarcasm, and those with bad tempers immediately exploded after listening to it, pointing at Ye Qian and saying: "Boss Tian, ​​we don't care about it because of Director Chen's face, you If you want to understand, leave immediately."

The sneer on Ye Qian's face grew even bigger after hearing this, "Director Chen? What does this matter have to do with Director Chen?" "

Seeing Ye Qian pretending to be confused while pretending to understand, the young man who questioned her immediately blushed.

"You know it yourself."

Ye Qian shook her head: "I didn't count."

The boy became even angrier after being teased by Ye Qian, "You..."

Before finishing the rest of the sentence, he was stopped by the elders on the side.

"Boss Tian, ​​we know that you have an unusual relationship with Song Ci. If you want to stay here, then you can stay here as long as it doesn't affect us."

Ye Qian snorted coldly after hearing this, but didn't say anything.

The old man didn't react at all. He looked up at Mrs. Song and said, "Song Ci, the water poured out by a daughter married since ancient times."

"Wan didn't go back to her mother's house to share things, but considering that your husband's house is gone, we decided to give you a hut so that you can spend your old age peacefully."

After hearing this, Aunt Song raised her head and glanced at him casually, and asked lightly, "Oh, I don't know where you want to assign me?"

When the old man heard Mrs. Song say this, he thought she agreed, and immediately replied in a soft voice: "There is a small house next to our ancestral hall, where you can spend your old age peacefully."

"Don't worry, we will take care of your affairs after death, and we won't leave you alone without anyone to collect your body."

Mrs. Song smiled sarcastically, "Bah, you people are too ugly to eat. Let me tell you, there is no way to want this house."

Seeing that Mrs. Song was so tough, the women who came together couldn't stand up immediately, "Auntie, what do you mean, who else do you want to give this house to us?" When she said this, she glanced at Ye Qian from time to time .

Granny Song saw through her thoughts at a glance, and replied angrily: "No one will give it to you white-eyed wolves."

The woman immediately replied unhappily: "Grandma, look at what you said. You have no relatives in this world except us. If you don't give it to us, who else can you give it to? Maybe you really plan to give it to someone with a different surname."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Mrs. Song to return, she continued: "Although we are a little far away, we are also related by blood. After all, there are no two Songs."

"To put it bluntly, if you went that day, the house would be allocated to us based on the relationship. It is absolutely impossible to give it to a person with a foreign surname. It will be divided early and late."

"Instead of doing that, you might as well divide up earlier, and let your great-grandchildren get married earlier, just thinking about you."

After listening to her words, Mrs. Song's expression remained unchanged, and she suddenly raised a smile, and replied with a nonchalant smile: "Don't worry, I've thought of this a long time ago."

"According to what you said in the past, it is not bad. After my death, it is really possible to share these things with you. Unfortunately, you have forgotten that this is not the past, this is the new society."

"The set you said has long been useless. As for my house, I really don't intend to give it to you."

Then she took Ye Qian's hand and said to them, "This is my goddaughter, let me introduce you."

"If I die, I will give her all these houses. As for you, don't make that idea."

As soon as she finished speaking, everyone's expressions changed. After all, no one expected that there would be such a variable as Ye Qian.

Moreover, Ye Qian's status was not ordinary, none of them dared to offend her.

(End of this chapter)