Bring your aunt to eat big meat, the scumbag father's family is furious

Chapter 886 Let's go apologize in front of the Qiao residence.

The man stopped and turned his back to her, without answering her question.

He simply said, "Besides doing your job well, you need to reflect on why you lost this time and what improvements you can make."

"Give me an answer in a few days."

After saying this, the man left.

A flicker of surprise crossed Song Dujuan's eyes. It turned out that she hadn't come here to be a servant, but rather that someone wanted to groom her for a position.

Was the other person the one she suspected?

Song Dujuan couldn't help but laugh out loud. It was truly a case of "after all the mountains and rivers seem to have no way out, a new village appears amidst the willows and flowers."

A turning point in her life is coming.

The next day, the other members of the Song family learned that Song Dujuan's plan had failed, and that all the Song family members at the Qiao residence had been taken away and sold into slavery. Song Fusheng cried out and collapsed to the ground.

When he finally woke up, he saw that only Song Qimu and Song Qitu, along with their two young children, remained. He was deeply saddened by the depletion of the population and couldn't help but shed tears.

"It's over, it's over, the Song family is finished."

“I made such a good plan, how could it have failed? It shouldn’t have happened, it shouldn’t have happened. So many people have been taken away, my two sons, my most capable daughter Dujuan. Some are forced into hard labor, some are sold into slavery. There’s no hope for us now.”

Song Fusheng was devastated.

Song Qitu and Song Qimu hung their heads, their faces full of sorrow, while Bai and Lin wiped away their tears, completely lost.

"Grandpa, what are we going to do? Although they'll be free in five years, it's uncertain whether they'll even be there after that. Everyone knows that hard labor and slavery are miserable, especially since they're already convicted, their situation will only be more tragic," Lin said, sobbing.

Song Qimu looked completely distracted: "Will the Jingzhao Prefecture come and arrest us? Say we're accomplices?"

Hearing him say that, the others were also taken aback.

Yes, they should either hide away or at least avoid this period of turmoil.

Song Qitu said, "Grandpa, let's leave the capital quickly. They might expose us, and then the Song family will be finished."

Song Fusheng's heart was also filled with panic. No matter what, he still had two grandsons and two great-grandsons. If they were all taken away, then there would truly be no hope.

But where else could they go? They couldn't go back to Datian Village, where there was no place for them to stay, and they still hadn't paid off their debts, which would have led to a storm of debt collectors.

"Where to?" Song Fusheng tapped the table leg hard with his pipe.

“We can’t go back to Datian Village, and we can’t leave the capital. At least we can eat steamed buns and dumplings if we do hard labor in the capital. But once we leave the capital, we can only become ragged beggars.”

The Song family fell silent, their heads hanging low in dejection.

Originally, they were looking forward to entering the Qiao family and enjoying wealth and luxury, and every day was filled with anticipation. But now, all they feel is despair and hopelessness.

"Let's move to another alley and rent a small courtyard. Everyone stay put and don't wander off. Tighten your belts and make do with what you have. Break a steamed bun into two meals and get through this period first." Song Fusheng finally made up his mind.

In the past few days, the Qiao family has checked all their servants. Apart from the few who were taken away, the others are all fine.

"From now on, those who enter the government office should be carefully investigated. Their family background should be thoroughly examined. We need to find out exactly which village or hamlet they come from."

Butler Chai gave instructions to the stewards in charge of recruiting people.

Song Dujuan cleaned the courtyard, did laundry, and carried water every day. Finally, the man came again.

"Do you have any insights?" the man asked.

Song Dujuan said, "This time, I shouldn't have gotten involved. I revealed that I was a relative of the Qiao family that day. Anyone else could have done this."

“If I stay out of it, I won’t be taken away and put myself in danger.”

The man nodded: "Anything else?"

“I wasn’t prepared. I should have disposed of the human skin mask first. When I was preparing to expose it, I actually had this thought in my mind. But I didn’t expect that Qiao Lian’er would have someone draw our portraits from the beginning. I took a chance and ended up hurting myself.”

“I must never have this mindset again. Qiao Lian’er is a very shrewd and cunning person. I must be fully prepared and take precautions against any situation that may be detrimental to me.”

A look of appreciation appeared on the man's face.

"Good reflection."

The man placed several books in front of Song Dujuan: "You can read, so study these books carefully; they will be of great benefit to you."

Song Dujuan looked at the other person and said, "You can't help me for no reason. There must be something you need from me. I'd also like to ask you a favor."

"You said."

“My family members are either sold into slavery or forced into hard labor. I don’t want them to lose their lives because of this. I want them all to live.”

For Song Dujuan, family is a bargaining chip; she keeps it regardless of its usefulness.

"Okay, that's perfectly fine."

After the man left, Song Dujuan picked up these books, which were all about understanding people's hearts and scheming strategies.

A smile crept onto her lips. The reason she lost to Qiao Lian'er was because she hadn't read enough books. She had lived in the countryside since childhood and hadn't seen much of the world.

She took this opportunity to improve herself.

When she reappears in front of Qiao Lian'er, she will have been completely transformed.

After spending a few days in the small courtyard, their copper coins ran out, and they were starving and could no longer bear it. With rent due again, Song Qitu and Song Qimu had no choice but to go out and do manual labor again.

At least no one came to arrest them these past few days, and after a while of acting suspiciously, the two felt relieved.

“Going to carry sacks and do all that dirty and tiring work, for just a few copper coins, working hard all day, it’s not worth it at all,” Song Qimu said.

Song Qitu: "What else can we do? All we have is strength. We don't know how to use an abacus, and we're not as quick as others at serving tea and water."

"We still have to go to the Qiao family." Song Qimu made up his mind.

Song Qitu glared at him: "Are you crazy? Several members of the Song family have been taken away by the Jingzhao Yin department. We don't even know what they are like now. You still dare to go to the Qiao family? Do you have a death wish?"

"I have my own way of doing things, just do as I say."

Song Qitu stood still and refused to move: "I dare not provoke Qiao Lian'er. You go if you want."

"One person isn't enough; two people need to go to achieve the desired effect."

Having no other choice, Song Qimu had to reveal his plan.

"This time, we'll rely on playing the victim—"

After he finished speaking, Song Qitu's eyes lit up; it was indeed a feasible plan.

The two arrived at the entrance of the Qiao residence and knelt down with a thud.

With a sob in his voice, Song Qimu cried out, "Lian'er, no, Princess Zhenguo, our Song family has done wrong, and we have come to apologize to you."