The Country Maiden: Chapter 667 - 667 666 Haven't Given Up

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667: Chapter 666 Haven’t Given Up?

Because they felt sorry for Song Chongjin, Wang Yongzhu and Old Granny Zhang personally cooked in the kitchen that night, preparing their best dishes to comfort Song Chongjin.

Since it was the mourning period and at could not be eaten, the mother and daughter duo got creative with the vegetarian dishes.

During dinner, the Wang Family Brothers eyed the table full of colorful, fragrant, and delicious dishes, almost drooling.

Ever since the Wang Family’s days had gotten better, they had at in their als every day, which everyone had grown accustod to.

Suddenly having to observe mourning and go without the richness of oils and ats, the n found it sowhat hard to endure.

Today, seeing so many dishes, and even a rare stead egg custard — the egg being sowhat aty was an exception — Wang Yonggui reached out with the serving spoon, intending to scoop out two spoonfuls first.

He was stopped by Old Granny Zhang tapping his hand with her chopsticks: “Put that down for your mother!

I stewed these eggs for Chongjin; he’s had a hard ti and has to replenish his body since he’s out all day!

You lot stay at ho every day; why would you need to eat eggs?

Aren’t you satisfied with all this rice and vegetables?”

Wang Yonggui retracted his hand, feeling wronged: “Mother, am I your own son, or is my brother-in-law your own son?”

He truly wondered if he and his brothers were adopted.

Old Granny Zhang snorted coldly: “You might as well ask the soles of my shoes whether you’re my own child or picked up sowhere.”

Wang Yonggui imdiately cowered and obediently started to eat his white rice.

Turning her face, Old Granny Zhang looked at Song Chongjin and Wang Yongzhu with an expression full of tenderness, scooping several spoonfuls of egg custard into their bowls: “Eat it while it’s hot, have a good night’s sleep after a warm foot bath, and you’ll be fine when you get up tomorrow.”

Song Chongjin obediently cradled his bowl, nodding as he ate, feeling a warm glow in his heart.

Looking at Yongzhu by his side and then at his mother-in-law who protected him, he felt an incomparable sense of peace.

Originally, Song Chongjin had agreed to et Song Hong, thinking he might be able to use him as a channel to submit the evidence to the Imperial Court.

The cris committed by Gao Jin and his cohorts were an affront to the Imperial Court; as soon as the evidence was handed over, their fate would be sealed.

Now the difficulty lay in the fact that he lacked any connections or ans to deliver the evidence.

More importantly, the longer he delayed, the worse things could get if Gao Jin and his gang destroyed the items in the evidence.

With these thoughts, Song Chongjin’s disdain for Song Hong grew.

As an Imperial Court Official and a Lord Duke, who had uncovered the truth about the situation, he stood by idly, disregarding both the interests of the Imperial Court and the lives of those tortured and enslaved to death in the private mine.

Yet for his own selfish gains, he wanted to use this to threaten and lure Chongjin back ho…

Song Chongjin, of course, wouldn’t seek help from Song Hong and had thought of other thods, but they were still in vain.

The usually calm man now felt a trace of impatience.

Wang Yongzhu noticed his unease and, seeing that he was planning to leave ho early again, quickly held him back, insisting that he stay and relax with her for a while.

As impatient as Chongjin was, now that Yongzhu said she wanted his company, considering they were newlyweds and he was out every day, it felt quite improper, so he agreed imdiately.

Together they sat in the cozy room, drinking tea and chatting leisurely — a rare mont of peace and harmony.

But this tranquility was not to last long.

Wang Yonggui ca running into the yard with a thudding sound: “Sister, brother-in-law, two unfamiliar n have co to the front, saying they’re from so lord and they’re looking for you!”

Song Chongjin and Wang Yongzhu exchanged glances and stood up.

Could it be Song Hong’s n?

The pair followed Wang Yonggui out to the courtyard, and as they reached the front gate, they saw two sturdy n waiting.

When the n saw Song Chongjin and Wang Yongzhu co out, they exchanged looks, seemingly casual but in fact taking the opportunity to size up Wang Yongzhu.

Although she tried to suppress her awareness, Wang Yongzhu’s senses were keen, and she could still sense their presence without noticing any malice, so she remained silent.

“Gentlen of the military, do you seek

out for a matter?” Song Chongjin’s tone was very cold yet polite, clearly conveying his refusal to engage.

The newcors were personal soldiers in the service of Song Hong, the slickest and most worldly of his retinue; it was imdiately obvious to them that this young master still harbored resentnt towards his noble father.

Feeling awkward, they began, “Young master—”

Before they could finish, Song Chongjin interrupted, “I do not deserve that title.

Please, just call

by my na!”

Having thought things through, he no longer awaited Song Hong’s so-called paternal love and naturally couldn’t wait to set clear boundaries.

“Song…

Young Master Song!” The soldier, seeing Song Chongjin’s steadfast stance and rembering his own mission that day, could not afford to completely offend, so after so thought, he switched to a different title.

Song Chongjin did not respond, which was taken as an acquiescence.

“Our family head, Lord Duke, is about to leave Qi City, and before he goes, he wishes to et with Young Master Song and have a talk.

I wonder if Young Master Song has ti today?” The two soldiers claid they were checking if Chongjin was available, but in reality, they were determined to take him, willing or not.

Song Chongjin was taken aback and exchanged a glance with Wang Yongzhu, puzzled.

Having spoken so frankly before, by all logic, shouldn’t Song Hong, given his status, have already been furious enough to disown him?

Yet why did he still want to see him?

Could it be that he had not given up hope?

Wang Yongzhu also found Song Hong rather interesting; to be able to ignore his son for over two decades without a word, then upon eting, be stubborn about acknowledging him.

Wasn’t that a bit mad?

But if it was ti for a nap, then a pillow arriving at the perfect mont was quite welco.

She was curious to see just how brazenly Song Hong would speak his piece.

Thus, she smiled and said, “Brother Song, shall I accompany you?”

Song Chongjin originally had no desire to see Song Hong, but since his wife wanted to go, eting him wouldn’t cost him anything, so he quickly nodded, “Yongzhu, you wish to go?

Then that’s perfect, I’ll accompany you!”

The two soldiers were sowhat stunned.

They ca to invite the young master to see Lord Duke, not to bring the Wang Family Girl to et her in-laws.

But recalling how Song Chongjin had been so averse initially, yet imdiately agreed upon the Wang Family Young Lady’s suggestion.

They realized that today, they would likely have to take both of them away.

With a forced smile, they said, “The carriage outside is ready.

Please, both of you get on—”

As they spoke, they gestured invitingly.

Old Granny Zhang, hearing the commotion, also rushed out from the house, holding onto Song Chongjin and Wang Yongzhu’s hands and admonishing them, “Just sit for a while and co back; don’t carelessly eat anything or drink any tea!

Zhuzhu, if anyone bullies Chongjin, don’t hesitate to stand up for him, understand?”

Old Granny Zhang knew the extent of the Lord Duke’s influence and that her son-in-law might really have no choice but to et him.

Still, she was worried, though she was much more at ease knowing her daughter would accompany him.

Setting aside other concerns, what if those people intended to knock out her son-in-law and kidnap him?

With her daughter by his side, who would dare to lay a hand on him?

Her daughter wouldn’t let them off easily.