After hearing Song Ming’s words, Song Wangyue narrowed her eyes.
Seeing him like this, Song Ming took another step back, somewhat regretting that he had come over to tell her, this girl should not think that he had other intentions.
“What’s wrong, girl Yue?”
Xiao Zheng raised his voice and asked coming this way.
Song Ming was so frightened that she turned around and scattered towards her house.
Seeing him like this and thinking he was bullying Song Wangyue, Xiao Zheng turned his foot and was about to follow him when he was called back by Song Wangyue, “He was telling me that my family had gone to the county.”
Xiao Zheng stopped his feet.
“I still have to trouble Uncle Xiao to accompany me to the county.”
“You’re still polite with uncle.”
Xiao Zheng called out to the coachman to turn his horse around and escort Song Wan Yue towards the outskirts of the village when she got on.
Song Ming leaned out of the window of his house and looked out, seeing the carriage pass by before he let out a sigh of relief and lay back on his bed.
A little more than half an hour later, the carriage arrived at the entrance of the Wei Yuan Dart Station and stopped.
The formerly lively dart board was now very cold, with white paper on the front door and white streamers in front of it, intermittently coming from inside the door.
Song Shen stood in front of the gate, a white sash tied around his waist, and when he saw the carriage stop, he quickly greeted it, “May I ask where you are from ……”
“Second Brother.”
Song Wangyue lifted the curtain of the carriage.
“Little sister.”
Song Shen froze, then walked over to the car, “When did you come back?”
“I just returned home, and when I heard Song Ming say that you had come here, I rushed over, what’s wrong with this?”
“The Qi family is so miserable ……”
The big head of Qi’s family took his men on a darting trip and they were all killed, Madam Qi couldn’t bear the shock and committed suicide, the big darting agency is now left with Miss Qi alone, grandparents have asked the family to come and help.”
“Is that so?”
Song Wan Yue glanced towards the dartboard and introduced, “This is Uncle Xiao, Sister Yao’s father.”
Upon hearing that it was his elder brother’s father-in-law, Song Shen hurriedly saluted, “Greetings, Uncle Xiao.”
Xiao Zheng held his hand, “Family, no need to be polite.”
“Then, you guys wait a moment, I’ll go in and call out to grandma.”
Song Wangyue stopped him, “I’ll go in, you stay with Uncle Xiao and talk for a while.”
Song Wangyue walked inside the dartboard.
Song San Xiao was kneeling in front of the hearse in mourning clothes, Qi Ying was crying in front of the coffin, while Grandma Song was persuading her and Liu Cui Lan was squatting in front of the coffin burning paper.
Hearing footsteps, Song Sanxiao looked up, “Yue’er!”
Qi Ying’s crying paused for a moment, then cried even louder.
Grandma Song and Liu Cui Lan came out from inside the hearth and were relieved to see her safe and sound.
Song Wan Yue walked over and her eyes fell on Song San Xiao’s mourning clothes, “Third Uncle this is ……”
Grandma Song looked back at Qi Ying who was crying in pain and lowered her voice to explain, “Grand Master Qi and Madam Qi have both left, and Qi Ying is a girl, so only your third uncle can be the mourner.”
Song Wan Yue nodded and entered the hearth, walking up to Qi Ying and squatting down in front of her, “Sister Qi, I’m sorry for your loss.”
Qi Ying couldn’t stop crying.
Song Wangyue patted her shoulder, “I remember you still have two brothers, where are they?”
Qi Ying’s sobs stopped abruptly and she raised her eyes to look at Song Wan Yue.
After crying for days, her eyes were so swollen that only a slit was left, and before she could say anything, tears flowed out again, “He, they also, also ……”
After saying a few words, she couldn’t continue.
Song San Xiao was distressed and opened her mouth to tell Song Wan Yue not to ask.
“I remember you saying that they also run a dart board, how big of a dart does it have to be that so many people are needed to transport it?”
Qi Ying kept shaking his head, “I don’t know, because of the betrothal, my mother and I went to pick up my aunt, who knows ……”
“Yeah ……”
Song Wan Yue looked at the empty courtyard, “How come I didn’t see anyone from your aunt’s family for such a big event as Uncle Qi’s death?”
“Aunt, aunt’s family is also out, out ……”
Qi Ying couldn’t say anymore and cried bitterly again.
Song San Xiao was really distressed, “Yue’er, just don’t ask.”
Song Wan Yue looked at him, “Third Uncle, you should know that Qi sister still has two brothers, they should have married and had children long ago at their age, and their children must be a few years old, even if the adults are dead, there are still children, is it hard to believe that they also followed the dart walk and were killed?”
When she said this, not only did Song San Xiao freeze, but even Grandma Song and Liu Cui Lan also froze.
That day, Qi Ying stumbled to the stall and said that all the people in the dartboard had been killed, and her mother had killed herself when she heard the sad news.
Qi Ying fell to the ground in tears.
Song San Xiao heartily climbed up to help her, “Yue’er, don’t ask for now, wait for a few days.”
Grandma Song and Liu Cui Lan also couldn’t bear it in their hearts.
“Yes, don’t ask Yue’er yet.”
Song Wan Yue gave Qi Ying a deep look and pulled Grandma Song to the side, “Father and Mother stayed in the capital waiting for Grandpa Great-Grandfather to come back together, it was Uncle Xiao who sent me back, he’s outside right now. Where are grandfather and second uncle?”
“They’ve gone to get the things for the funeral, I’ll let your second aunt go and find them.”
He said, handing her the key to the mansion, “You take them to the mansion to rest first.”
Song Wangyue took the key and went out of the dartboard.
Song Shen and Xiao Zheng were chatting happily.
Xiao Zheng knew that Song Si had a younger brother and thought that he was just an ordinary country boy, but he did not expect that Song Shen’s every word and deed exuded an air of shrewdness.
Song Wangyue shook the key in her hand, “Let’s go to the mansion first.”
Thinking that grandfather and his own father were both away, Song Shen untied the white belt around his waist and got into Song Wangyue’s carriage to accompany them there.
Thinking that Xiao Zheng was outside, he lowered his voice and said to Song Wangyue, “You don’t know, when news came back that you and big brother had donated a million taels of silver, I didn’t sleep a wink all night.”
That was a million taels, not a hundred taels, not ten thousand taels.
Although he knew it was the right thing to donate, he just couldn’t contain his heartache and he spent the night cooking pancakes on the bed, having always slept with his pillow.
“It’s only a million taels, we’ll make it back soon.”
When he heard how loud she was speaking, Song Shen was so shocked that he almost bit his tongue, and raised his hand to her forehead, “You don’t have a fever, do you?”
Song Wan Yue pushed his hand away, “Now that the pill business has crossed the clear path in front of that person, the whole of Daxing Kingdom should know about it, within a few days, medicine merchants from all over the country will come over, you imagine that by that time ……”
Song Shen slapped his head, why hadn’t he thought of that.
“Shouldn’t we expand the scale and build a few workshops?”
“That’s for sure, not only the business of pills, but also the business of hot pot base and herbal tea will have to be expanded.”
Song Shen’s eyes lit up with excitement, “I’ll go back tonight and think about where it would be appropriate to build these workshops.”
“Don’t think about it, there is a ready-made place.”