I have made a fortune by farming

Chapter 677 The Pride of Heaven
By the time Song Fushan left the room where Song Tangheng lived, two hours had passed.

Song Tangheng looked at the sinking sun outside, and let out a hard breath.

His father never trained him like this!
And this Song Fushan was just chattering, talking non-stop, adding a few bowls of water in the middle, and after talking, he talked about the future, saying that their Marquis Mansion is not good enough, and that their branch will rise sooner or later in the future, Say how well the children in this family can read...

Song Tangheng's brain was about to explode.

And this person said so much, but he got not much useful information.

He saw the needles, and tried his best to ask questions, but in the end, he only found out that Song Ying had started some business by herself, and then she was smart enough to buy land and Zhuangzi.

There are too many, let alone how Song Ying met people from Kaiyang Mansion...

The crime of two hours is almost in vain.

During this time, he wasn't even allowed to eat, hey!
In the next room, Song Xinhua, who was full of food and drink, looked at the maid who was laying on the floor, and said, "Tell me... is this family really treating her well, or... just pretending?"

"Her? Missy?" The maid paused, and then said: "It's hard for others to say, but the adoptive parents who looked at the young lady should really love her. When you and the fourth young master got out of the car, The servant saw that Missy looked familiar and good-looking, so she stared at her a few more times, and found that Missy's parents had never left her eyes, as if they were worried about her, and her mother was holding Missy's hand all the time..."

"It really hurts." Song Xinhua smiled, "But tell me, if my father asks someone to take her back again, will these people be willing?"

"This servant doesn't know."

Song Xinhua smiled ironically.

One who is one's own can be discarded, so how can one really care about one who is not one's own?
If the performance is very intimate, it is because of financial interests.

Song Xinhua looked outside.

Tonight, they probably won't do anything. After worshiping the ancestors, those people should be able to act, right?

Song Xinhua touched the jade bracelet in his hand, curled up on the bed, his mind kept replaying what happened back then, the blood all over the ground, Song Ying's eyes that were desperate and collapsed but still full of begging...

Not just pitiful, but pathetic.

Miss Qianjin, well-clothed and well-fed, is just a pawn in the hands of her parents.

She sometimes thought, if she was born with bad luck and six fingers, what would happen to his father?
He would definitely throw her out like he did to Song Ying without hesitation.

"Xiao Chan, early tomorrow morning, you find a chance to give this bracelet to her, and then let her run away." Song Xinhua took off the things in his hand, and said.

"Girl! What are you talking about? Where can she go? If our Lord Hou wants to find someone, it will not be easy? And if Lord Hou finds out, I will definitely blame you." Xiaochan said quickly .

Song Xinhua was startled, and withdrew his hand: "That's right."

She is not soft-hearted, she just feels that she is too tired.

Song Ying is different from the other girls in the family. She is her only direct sister. To be honest, she doesn't really want to see Song Ying die. After all, her death will make her feel cold. A feeling of similar destiny.

"I'm confused." Song Xinhua sighed, "What does it matter to me whether others die or not? As long as I don't die, it's fine."

"Girl, don't be too sad. In fact, you are different from the eldest lady. I heard that the eldest lady is a broom star and has a bad life, but you are different. The old lady, Lord Hou and his wife all love you. Are you The proud daughter of heaven, how could she die?"

(End of this chapter)