Her Cultivation Diary
Chapter 361 - Chapter 361 361. What grievances have you suffered_1

Chapter 361: 361. What grievances have you suffered?_1 Chapter 361: 361. What grievances have you suffered?_1 Song Tan understood it clearly: no matter how angry her father got, he was still blood brothers with Song Sancheng. There had once been true brotherly love between them.

There was also her grandparents… The grandmother had been silent by the kitchen all along, and Wu Lan also tried hard to suppress the anger that made her want to come out and fight. It was all to leave some affection between father and son…

If that was the case, and the uncle claimed he was wronged, then let’s lay out clearly what grievances he had suffered, one by one.

Just then, as she slightly raised her head, she saw Secretary Xiaozu climbing up from the ridge and hurriedly making his way over.

Song Dafang and Mao Li were still supporting each other, standing at the entrance to the yard–they were truly scared!

But Song Tan became curious again: “They look pretty proficient at this. Do they really bite?”

“How could they!” Sun Shouping boasted proudly: “They are treasured and raised like dear children in our homes, who would let them bite someone? That’s so dirty!”

“Mainly, during training, there’s a module for this. They’ll only surround and bark loudly. In case someone harbors bad intentions, at the very least, they can be an imposing presence.”

“They will not bite unless it’s a matter of life and death.”

He didn’t forget to brag a little about his own skills: “Don’t worry, the dogs I train don’t cause trouble. They are top-notch in that regard!”

Avoiding trouble means peace of mind for the owner and considering the dogs’ lives as well.

Song Tan nodded and then slowly walked over, silently standing in front of the car window, blocking the driver’s door.

Then she waved to Sun Shouping, who called over the three big dogs back to his side with a shout.

It wasn’t until then that Secretary Xiaozu caught his breath, tried to maintain his cadre demeanor, and slowly walked over:

“What’s going on? I heard noise coming from your home from far away.”

What an impartial and stern facade!

Song Tan quietly gave her a thumbs-up, then concisely and clearly explained:

“My uncle doesn’t want to support my grandfather. He feels wronged by our family.”

“What? There’s such a thing!”

Secretary Xiaozu’s face showed surprise: “It seems that I haven’t done enough in the moral education aspect! Well, I can’t let the elderly suffer from ungrateful descendants, nor can I allow the children to unjustly suffer–come, uncle, what grievances have you suffered? And why won’t you support [him]? Tell me everything clearly.”

After speaking, seeing Song Dafang’s cheeks turn from pale white to bright red, she smiled again in an exceptionally amiable manner:

“Don’t worry, I’m the village secretary here, named Zu Jun, just call me Director Zhu–if you have any grievances, tell me!”

Song Dafang: …He wasn’t brainless. If he had any grievances, he would just call his family. What was there to tell the village secretary?

At this moment, hesitantly: “I… well… I have things to take care of at home… Yes… I need to go back…”

But Song Tan was still firmly standing there, not moving an inch:

“Uncle, didn’t you say you were mistreated at home and that grandpa is biased? You can’t leave like this.”

“Let’s clarify things. If my dad owes you anything, can I repay it on his behalf?”

She then pushed with both her palms on the backs of Song Dafang and Mao Li, causing the two to involuntarily straighten up and return to the courtyard as though their feet didn’t touch the ground.

Before the exclamations of Song Dafang and Mao Li could be heard, Qiaoqiao had already obediently moved some stools, arranging them in the center of the yard:

“Secretary sister, please have a seat.”

“Good kid.”

Secretary Xiaozu, mimicking the posture of an official from television, felt a little excited inside. Now, seeing Song Dafang’s demeanor, she was even more affable:

“Come on, tell me–start with your childhood. What grievances did you suffer when you were little?”

She even opened her notebook, ready to record at any moment.

What kind of grievance did I suffer as a kid?

Song Dafang thought for a moment. He wanted to say that he did farm work at home as a kid while his little brother sat by the roadside playing–but then he thought again, how old was Song Sancheng at that time? Besides playing, what else could he do?

So, he opened his mouth and then closed it again.

Secretary Xiaozu didn’t rush him, seemingly extra considerate, “What’s the matter? It doesn’t matter if you can’t think of anything from when you were little–how about this, tell me about a grievance from when you got married. For example, when you two got married.”

What grievance did I suffer when I got married?

Song Dafang thought and thought: Mao Li was a well-known capable woman in the region ten li around, and he paid a 200 yuan bride price to marry her!

His brother’s wife, Wu Lan, came into the family a few years later. They also gave a 200 yuan bride price at that time, so both sides were the same… Song Dafang got stuck again.

“No problem.”

The smile of Secretary Xiaozu remained amiable, “If you can’t think of anything from when you got married, could it be that after you had your own household, they kept asking you for financial help? Come on, tell me how much money you’ve spent.”

Well, Song Dafang found that even harder to articulate.

Just buying things for the holidays, and in these past two years, giving 300 or 500 yuan for the old folks’ birthdays or the New Year–but how much could that add up to?

He just couldn’t open his mouth.

He might have done his calculations, but in his heart, he actually understood everything. Not just him, now Mao Li was also looking at the village officials, no longer daring to feign ignorance.

Counting it up at the moment, his face felt burning hot, and he just couldn’t utter a word.

Looking at the young secretary watching him with that look, he grew even more embarrassed and annoyed.

Song Dafang could only clear his throat and ignore the odd looks filling the courtyard, “Director Zhu, you’re young and might not understand some of our village customs…”

Zu Jun closed her notebook and her expression turned serious as she looked at them, “What customs?”

“Being young and scheming to scrape money from the elders without considering the family’s livelihood. And when you’re older, not wanting to fulfill your duty to support them and only knowing how to complain and shift the blame–is that the ‘customs’ you’re talking about?”

After she said these words, she didn’t give Song Dafang a chance to rebut but turned her head to look at Song Youde, who sat silently smoking on the side:

“Old Master, as a member of the village, I need to try to mediate as much as possible.”

“Could there be any misunderstanding between you and your son that I need to clarify for you?”

“What mediation?”

Song Youde didn’t even glance at Song Dafang:

“There’s no need for mediation. I have hands and feet; I don’t expect my son to provide for me in my old age. If I really were to die in my bed, the village wouldn’t just watch me have nowhere to be buried.”

Song Sancheng quickly said, “Dad, rest assured, I definitely wouldn’t–”

His words had barely left his lips when he was fiercely glowered at by Wu Lan. Only then did he spit a few times and realized what he had just said.

So he quickly tried to fix it, “I mean, I definitely wouldn’t let you die–”

Forget it, no more fixing.

Better to play the mute.

Zu Jun took several deep breaths to barely suppress the urge to laugh out loud, then fixed her gaze on Song Dafang:

“Well, I’ve understood the situation. Both father and son don’t accept mediation. And indeed, you don’t want to fulfill the duty of support, so Old Master Song has unilaterally severed ties with you, right?”

“However, Old Master, legally we do not recognize this kind of–”

“It doesn’t matter. As long as we know in our hearts.” Song Tan said with a smile:

“We are not like those cold-hearted and ruthless people who would abandon their family for a bit of money.”

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