Song Zhaodi quickly grabbed him, “Father, I just heard her crying in the room again, and Grandpa was there too.”
“If you go now, you won’t get justice, and you’ll just get a scolding from your grandfather.”
“Then I need to ask her how she could say such things to you when she’s an elder.”
“Furthermore, I also believe that your grandfather is a reasonable person.”
Song Yaodong could not accept Sun Xiuhe’s behavior of standing by and watching her die, and he was heartbroken for the injustice his daughter had suffered today.
His eldest daughter is usually very well-behaved and sensible. She would only suffer in silence when she was wronged. The fact that she spoke up today means she must have suffered a great injustice.
As a father, he should shoulder his responsibilities. Even if it means facing family discipline, he should still seek justice for his daughter.
He struggled to get his cane, but before he could stand up, Song Pandi came running in. “Father, Grandpa wants you to come over.”
This means they’re going to hold someone accountable.
Song Zhaodi quickly helped Song Yaodong up, “Dad, your legs are not convenient, I’ll go with you.”
Looking at his sensible daughter, Song Yaodong felt even more heartache and nodded, saying, “Okay.”
Upon arriving at the east room, Song Dachuan’s face immediately showed displeasure when he saw that Song Zhaodi had followed him.
“Zhao Di, get out.”
Song Zhaodi didn’t move, but helped Song Yaodong continue walking inside. “Grandpa, the doctor said that Dad not only injured his leg, but also his brain. He needs to be taken good care of and must not fall again. I have to support him.”
When Song Yaodong’s leg injury was mentioned, Song Dachuan’s displeasure lessened, replaced by a father’s worry for his child, and he stopped chasing Song Zhaodi away.
“Da Dong, what did the doctor say?”
Song Yaodong told the truth. When he said, “The medicine costs thirty coins a day and needs to be taken for a hundred days,” Song Dachuan had not yet expressed his opinion. Sun Xiuhe, who had been hiding behind the door, could no longer hold back.
“What kind of medicine costs thirty coins a day? Why doesn’t he just rob us?”
“How can our family afford such expensive medicine?”
Song Zhaodi said with a forced smile, “What are you doing hiding behind the door, Grandma?”
Song Dachuan looked away awkwardly, and Sun Xiuhe realized that she had lost her composure, but couldn’t think of a good excuse.
All he could do was rely on his age and say, “Children shouldn’t meddle in adults’ affairs.”
Song Zhaodi smiled and helped Song Yaodong sit up, saying, “Then in front of my grandfather, you tell my father why you didn’t save me today, and why you stopped others from saving me?”
As soon as he finished speaking, not only did Song Yaodong glare at him angrily, but Song Dachuan also looked over.
Sun Xiuhe originally planned to have Song Dachuan teach Song Yaodong a lesson, and then have the aggrieved Song Yaodong go back and deal with Song Zhaodi, but she didn’t expect to be preemptively attacked.
Song Yaodong is Song Dachuan’s eldest son. He is an upright and hardworking man, and the pillar of the family, which makes him a favorite of Song Dachuan.
She wouldn’t gain any advantage over Song Yaodong if things went straight to the point.
All he could do was put on a fake act and say, “Oh dear, child, why have you misunderstood me?”
As he spoke, he tried to grab Song Zhaodi’s hand, but was shaken off. He then awkwardly rubbed his hands together and said, “Da Dong, let me explain. I panicked at the time and didn’t mean to refuse to save her.”
Fortunately, Shen Che pulled her out of the water…
“Yes. Shen Che is my savior. As an elder, you not only don’t thank him, but you also slander him, saying that I hugged and cuddled with him.”
Song Zhaodi’s words directly exposed her hypocrisy.
“Zhao Di, don’t talk nonsense.”
Seeing Song Yaodong’s face growing darker and darker, Sun Xiuhe couldn’t help but feel guilty and looked to Song Dachuan for help.
“Aunt Wang Guihua is a witness. Do you dare to come with me to confront her?” Song Zhaodi met her gaze, giving her no chance to refute.
Sun Xiuhe remained silent, staring intently at Song Zhaodi. How had this girl become so unreasonable?
At this moment, Song Yaodong slammed his cane down heavily, his face ashen. “Mother, is this true?”
Sun Xiuhe had never seen Song Yaodong speak so sharply and was intimidated. She said weakly, “I’m just afraid of being gossiped about. Your father has always been very concerned about his reputation.”
As she spoke, she glanced at Song Dachuan again, whose face darkened when he heard the word “face”.
“Alright, you two go out first. I need to say a few words to Da Dong.”
I knew it would turn out this way, but the fact that Sun Xiuhe didn’t retaliate today and even made her suffer a setback is already a victory in itself.
Song Zhaodi left quickly, and Sun Xiuhe followed her out angrily.
Inside the room, the father and son were silent for a while before Song Dachuan spoke first.
“Da Dong, she gave me a son and a daughter. She’s a great contributor to the Song family. Please be more tolerant of her for my sake.”
Song Yaodong was not as easy to talk to as before, and said, “Father, I can let bygones be bygones for what happened in the past, but this time, Zhao Di almost died.”
Song Dachuan had thought his son would listen and let the matter drop, but he was surprised to be disobedient, and his face immediately turned ugly.
Huo De stood up and said, “She’s not dead, is she? Besides, it wasn’t her grandmother who caused her to fall into the water.”
Song Yaodong looked at Song Dachuan in disbelief, his eyes filled with disappointment and hurt.
“Father, Zhao Di is also your bloodline.”
Song Dachuan said angrily, “She will eventually get married. You are my son, so you have to side with me and listen to me.”
Just as Zhao Di said, her father only took sides and didn’t care about their lives.
Song Yaodong suddenly felt disheartened. “Dad, I am your son, but I am also a father.”
Song Dachuan remained silent for a long time before finally saying, “Tomorrow I’ll have your mother buy some things for you to take to Chen Che.”
It can be considered a compromise.
Finally, as if remembering something, he added, “The family can’t afford your medicine, so you should have your wife borrow it from her parents.”
“Over the years, she has been unable to conceive. My Song family has supported her and her daughter for so many years, it’s time for her family to contribute some money.”
Back in the west wing, seeing his worried wife, Song Yaodong could only report the good news and not the bad.
Sun Xiuhe must not find out about selling water celery, otherwise the money will not be saved.
Before dawn, Song Zhaodi and her daughter quietly got up, grabbed their sickles, and prepared to go out to cut water celery, but were stopped.
Completely drunk, Song Yaozu, accompanied by several equally intoxicated men, staggered and blocked the courtyard gate. Upon seeing Song Zhaodi and her daughter, he slurred and shouted.
“Quickly, help my classmate inside to rest.”
Song Zhaodi didn’t move, but pulled Zhao Lanzhi, who wanted to step forward, and said to Song Yaozu, “That won’t do. Grandma said we can’t have contact with men outside the family. It won’t sound good if word gets out.”
Song Yaozu frowned, glanced at Song Zhaodi, pointed at her with his finger in displeasure, and said, “You little brat.”
“Father, Mother, I’m back. Yaozu is back.”
This shout brought out Song Dachuan and Sun Xiuhe, and Song Zhaodi’s plan to sell water celery was put on hold.
After boiling three large pots of water and finally settling the group of drunkards, Song Zhaodi came out of the kitchen and saw a plump, red rooster with its feathers bristling, head held high, fiercely chasing after the small and weak Pandi.
This chicken is ready to be served.
Song Zhaodi quickly ran over, hugged Pandi in her arms, and kicked the rooster that was rushing towards her to peck at her.
“Song Zhaodi! How dare you!”