New widow

Chapter 77 Fighting

Master Chu San sneered: "Is it your Song family's business to establish an heir? What a big statement."

"Your surname is Chu and my surname is Song. We, the Song family, want to have an heir, so naturally it has nothing to do with your Chu family." After saying these irrelevant words, the third master of Chu was already furious. He stretched out his hand to pull the elder Song: "No. Related? You are so embarrassed to say these words. If it weren't for our Yongning Marquis marrying a daughter in the past, your British government could afford such a daughter-in-law. "

"What you said is that it's okay to coax other people, but you can't coax me." Seeing that Mr. Chu San was trying to talk about the past, Mr. Song simply pushed Mr. Chu San away and looked at him. Master Chu San said: "What you say as concubines can only be used to coax others, but it is useless in front of me."

"Are you going to break off the relationship?" Mr. Chu San didn't expect that Mr. Song, who had been gentle and gentle in front of him for a few days, would act ruthless at this time, so Mr. Chu San said angrily.

"I, the Song family, are kind-hearted. Otherwise, if you and your people had made a big fuss there that day, we would have broken off our relationship." At this time, Mr. Song seemed to have everything under his control, and there was no need to worry about it anymore. After coaxing Master Chu San, his tone became very mocking.

"Okay, you are all lying to me." Mr. Chu San shouted, Mr. Song waved his hand: "This is not a lie. Our family will accompany you to play here. I will be responsible for the accounts these days, and I will also As for your nephew, the food, drink, and accommodation of the people you brought are provided by our Song family. How can this be a lie? Have you ever seen such a cheat? "

"I'm going to see that woman." After saying that, Mr. Chu San walked out and Song

The eldest master was not worried at all at the moment. He walked out slowly behind the third master Chu and said, "Okay, you go see the third younger brother and sister."

"You!" Mr. Chu San turned around and pointed at Mr. Song's nose. Mr. Song just looked at him with a smile: "What, you still want to fight with me?"

Mr. Song is almost sixty, and his grandson is already very old. Even if Mr. Chu San really wants to fight with him, he is worried that if he punches him, Mr. Song will lie down on the spot and falsely accuse him, so Chu San The master could only retract his fist, turn around and walk out.

"Uncle, where are you going?" Mr. Chu San just walked a few steps and met Song Jing head-on. Hearing Song Jing's words, Mr. Chu San reached out and pulled Song Jing over: "Come on, let's go see someone. "

"Uncle..." Song Jing wanted to shout again, but Mr. Song had already walked up to Song Jing and said to Song Jing: "You should change your words. He is obviously your uncle, how can you call him uncle?"

Song Jing's face suddenly turned red. Ever since he was sensible, people have said that although he is a child of the Chu family, because the Song family has no children, he is equivalent to the adopted son of the Song family. His surname is Song since he was a child, and he is also called by all titles. For aunts and uncles, not uncles and aunts.

"Besides, Chu Jing's name is very nice, why should we call him Song Jing?" Mr. Song's words really hit Mr. Chu San's heart. Mr. Chu San turned around and was about to slap Mr. Song in the face. Go: "What nonsense are you talking about here? What does the name of our family have to do with you?"

I originally thought they were just fighting, so the servants stood far away, but Master Chu San slapped Master Song in the face whenever they disagreed.

Go, this scared the servants and ran over to break up the fight.

Song Jing hugged Master Chu San tightly: "Uncle, it doesn't matter what your name is."

"You don't even know what your name is. It doesn't matter much." Mr. Chu San was hugged by Song Jing. Song Jing was a young man. Even if Mr. Chu San tried hard, he couldn't break free. What's more, Mr. Chu San was worried about Song Jing. He was injured and did not dare to work hard. He just said dissatisfiedly to Song Jing.

"I," Song Jing could only say the word "I", but Mr. Song already laughed loudly and spat in Mr. Chu San's face: "Bah, what are you doing to get this huge fortune? Dare to say anything.”

Mr. Chu San was spat at and became angry. He was about to hit Mr. Song. Seeing that the two men were about to fight again, the servants inside were so panicked that they hurriedly stopped the fight and reported the news.

Naturally, the news was first reported to Master Eleven. When Master Eleven heard about it, he showed a smile and said to the servant: "You are confused. Report this to Madam first."

"But, when the gentlemen outside are fighting, why do they have to report it to the inner courtyard?" Seeing that the young man still looked puzzled, Mr. Eleven deliberately pretended that he didn't understand why he didn't understand at this moment: "At the moment, Madam is in charge of the entire Duke's palace. If we don't let Madam make the decision on such a matter, how can we let others decide it?"

When the boy heard this, he shouted, turned around and ran towards the inner courtyard. Master Shiyi smiled and figured that the fighting was about the same here. After all, both of them were old, and there were so many servants trying to break up the fight. Then he walked over slowly.

As soon as he walked into the courtyard, he saw Song Da

The master was half lying on the ground, with blood already on his forehead. Mr. Chu San was not much better either. His clothes were almost torn off and one of his eyes was black and blue.

"Brother, what's going on?" Master Eleven called out and hurriedly walked towards Master Song. Master Song covered his head with his hands and said to Master Eleven: "Brother, you came just in time. This man , this man is so shameless, kick me out."

"I am the uncle of this family, no one dares to chase him away." Mr. Chu San also shouted loudly when he heard Mr. Song's words.

Song Jing, who was still bandaging Master Chu San's wound, said hurriedly: "Uncle, please don't be angry yet."

"If I don't stay angry, I'm afraid the two of us will be kicked out of this house." Mr. Chu San said, holding his forehead with his hand: "You are just too reasonable. If you ask me, you will go directly to the mourning hall." , go kneel down in front of your father and tell him how they bullied you these days. When the condolences come, you say that you are a filial son, and then say it bitterly, this title will be yours."

"Uncle, I am a scholar." Song Jing said very embarrassedly. Mr. Chu San sneered: "Scholar? Even if you study all your life and get a Jinshi by luck, you will only be a seventh-grade official, not even qualified to go to court. None. But as a British government official, you can also work on duty this morning."

"Mr. Chu San said it well. Since the noble family has such a prestigious title, why don't you see Yong Ninghou returning to the capital?" Su Qiao's voice had already sounded. Mr. Chu San glanced at Su Qiao sideways: "You don't come either. Excite me, I know what you are thinking, yes, my nephew is older than you

Big, but you were married into the Song family by a matchmaker. As his heir, he also wants to recognize you as his mother. He will definitely not disown you as his mother. "

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