Chapter 68 Funeral

Qi Bosong raised his head and said with a smile, "Don't say it, I didn't use a corrupt official in the past. Usually in the palace, it is the reward of the master at most. Now, I finally understand why so many people desperately refuse to stay with the emperor. They must come to the place. No wonder, how much oil and water is there around the emperor? If you don't do well, there is a risk of losing your position and being dismissed. I heard that the money in the county magistrate's mansion is enough for people in Ili City to live for a year without doing it. Where did the money come from? How much salary can he get a year as a seven-grade sesame official? Where did the money at home come from?

Zhen Xing walked to him with a smile and said with a smile, "Okay, okay, I just want to say one sentence to attract so many complaints from you. One thing is, if our store continues to operate like this, sooner or later it will turn yellow.

Qi Bosong squeezed his mouth slightly and looked at Zhen Xing with his bright eyes. He closed his eyes slightly, raised his head slightly, and sucked the warm air in the room.

"It still needs to be done. Take your time." Qi Bosong said.

Zhen Xing raised her eyebrows. She came to ask him what he thought. Unexpectedly, she was dismissed by his words.

"Oh, help others figure it out. I'm not the only one in the store!" Zhen Xing said an annoy.

Qi Bosong laughed and stretched out his hand to hold Xing Zhen. Xing Zhen was like a loose-haired rabbit in spring, grouping into a small ball, nestled in Qi Bosong's arms, very excited.

"Okay, don't worry. The boat is naturally straight to the bridge, and there must be a road before the car reaches the mountain. Promotions can't be done all the time. If you want the store to continue to develop, you can't take immediate benefits!" Qi Bosong said.

Zhen Xing raised her head, and Qi Boxong rubbed Zhen Xing's forehead with his chin.

"But what should we do now?" Zhen Xing said.

Qi Bosong thought for a moment and didn't say anything. The arm holding Zhen Xing was tighter.

As soon as Boss Song died, the family suddenly had no leader. Boss Song's son is only a teenager. Boss Song's daughter-in-law is also an authentic woman and never participates in business affairs. As soon as Boss Song died, her daughter-in-law had nothing left to cry, and she couldn't think at all.

From the staff to the customers, the Song family is watching the future development of the Song family. I heard that several guys even secretly discussed whether to change jobs to other people's homes.

Not to mention customers, businessmen don't have the mind of a saint. As soon as Boss Song dies, how many of them have been calculated for a long time? No way, taking advantage of the chaos of the Song family, those accounts have become dead accounts. Obviously, the goods should be purchased, but it is also closed. As soon as Boss Song dies, can this store continue to open? Who dares?

This is a businessman, and profit is the only thing for profit. The so-called falling into the well, this is what businessmen do. Do you want to do business without profit? No way.

Boss Song's wife is anxious and hasn't seen the money for half a month. What should the family eat?

On this day, Boss Song's wife sent Boss Song's son, especially to Qi Ji. She was obviously here to thank her uncle and aunt for helping with some funerals. In fact, she came to ask for help.

Qi Boxong and Zhen Xing could not see this. When the boy didn't say anything, Zhen Xing turned her eyes and asked Xiao Fuzi to bring two cups of tea. He sat aside with the little tiger in his arms.

"Uncle Qi, you have also seen the situation of our family. Nowadays, we all think that our family is a piece of fat, and we can't wait for everyone to come up and have a bite!" The young master of the Song family said.

Just as Qi Bosong was about to open his mouth, he suddenly heard a noise outside. Zhen Xing couldn't help but be shocked. Is it because the Yu faction has come to make trouble again? It's impossible!

Thinking about it, the little guy of the Song family hurried in.

"Young master, go back and have a look! The third uncle came and beat his wife!" The little guy shouted desperately.

"Ah?" The young master of the Song family and Qi Bosong couldn't help shouting out.

Zhenxing raised her leg and was about to rush out when Xiao Fuzi suddenly pulled Zhenxing's sleeve.

"Master mother, don't mind your own business. His third uncle is not easy to mess with. Besides, it is difficult for a clean official to cut off the housework. What's the reason for you to go? Xiao Fuzi said.

In a word to remind Zhen Xing, Zhen Xing took a look at Qi Boxong.

Qi Bosong frowned and said, "Where did so many things come from? Let's go and have a look!"

Zhenxing nodded and suddenly said hesitantly, "When you get there, try to suppress your temper!" Anyway, we are also outsiders!"

Qi Boxong nodded and took Zhen Xing's hand. The two went to the Song family together.

With a "pop", a tea bowl was thrown to the ground. Coincidentally, the fragments fell at the foot of Qi Boxong, who was about to reach into the door. Zhen Xing was shocked, called out, and pushed Qi Boxong fiercely. Qi Boxong stagled. If it hadn't been for Zhen Xing's quick eyes, the fragments would have been inserted into Qi Boxong's feet.

The two looked up again and saw Widow Song's hair spreading, with tears and snot on her face. Widow Song held scissors in one hand and pointed to her chest. She kept crying and looked at the man opposite.

Zhenxing didn't care about the accusation and shouted in surprise, "Sister-in-law, what are you... what are you going to do!"

"What do you do? He Song Laosan is going to force our mother and son to death. OK, I will do as he wishes! Let me show you!" With that, Widow Song wanted to insert the scissors into her chest.

Just as Zhen Xing was about to move, Qi Bosong suddenly pulled Zhen Xing's sleeve. Zhen Xing couldn't help turning her head and saw Qi Bosong's calm and confident look.

"Don't say it so badly, who will force him to die? My eldest brother owes us money. Now, I'm here to ask for it. Isn't that okay? Is it possible that the wind blows in our house? Who didn't work hard to earn it? Now, if you don't say a word, you don't want to pay back the money? Is there any king's law in the world? Song Laosan scolded.

Qi Bosong smiled and covered Zhen Xing's cold hand in his hand. I already have a general idea of this in my heart.

"We didn't have any money. You look at the account by yourself. You haven't received any money in half a month. Where did you get the money? Where can I give you the money!" Widow Song shouted.

"Don't have money? It's okay if you don't have money. Sister-in-law, I don't think you have the ability to run my brother's store. I'll take over this store. You have to pay back the money!" Song Laosan said.

Widow Song suddenly wiped up another tea bowl and fell fiercely at Song Laosan's feet.

"You son of a bitch! Our family only owes you three hundred taels of silver. Do you want to use this little money to coincide with our store? Are you still human? Bastard!" Widow Song scolded fiercely.

Zhen Xing was about to open her mouth and help Widow Song scold Song Lao San. Qi Boxong suddenly took the lead and said seriously, "I don't care about your two families. However, Brother Song and I don't have an ordinary friendship. It's natural to pay off debts, but one thing is that you can't bully orphans and widows. Since he is a man, he can't rob other people's stores by despicable means, right? Since you want the Song family's store, if your sister-in-law wants to sell it, you can simply give a price! But one thing is that this house is ours. No matter who manages it, the rent will be negotiated again. In the past, fifty taels of silver were rented to Brother Song, which was our friendship. Now, if we want to change the owner of this store, we have to make the final say about the house!"

"Uncle Qi!" Boss Song's son shouted.

Qi Bosong turned his head and glanced at him, saying to himself, "This boy is really a fool."

Boss Song's son is a fool, but Song Laosan is not a fool. Qi Bosong's words were obviously to help Widow Song. If you change the master, you have to pay more rent. Who should I tell this? Didn't you tell him to listen to Song Laosan?

"It's not my turn to ask outsiders to interfere in our family's affairs!" Song Laosan said angrily.

"No one wants to interfere in your family's affairs, but this house is ours, and we can rent it to whoever we want. What's the matter? Our house is still free for you to live in? Zhen Xing said angrily.

Song Laosan took a breath and looked at the two people fiercely. Qi Boxong secretly winced at Widow Song. Widow Song pulled up her loose hair and did not cry.

The widow Song said to Song Laosan, "We don't have cash at home. If you want the goods, take them away." The house is someone else's, and they are willing to rent it to you or not, that's his business. Our family is now an orphan and widow, and at worst, we will fall into the streets!"

With that, Widow Song cried again.

Song Laosan suddenly pointed to Widow Song's nose and said, "Don't come here. Although this house is not yours, my brother bought a piece of land at that time and just waited to build a house next spring!"

"Your brother has no money. Where did he come from? He did make a piece of land, but suddenly there was no money in the family, and the government didn't sell it!" Widow Song said.

"I don't care! Since there is no land, you can mortgage the house!" Song Laosan said angrily.

"Hey hey hey, what are you talking about! This house is ours. Who are you talking to? What a big tone. This house is mortgaged to you now. Do you dare to take it? What are you thinking!" Zhen Xing said angrily.

"I didn't tell you! Sister-in-law, mortgage your ancestral house to me!" Song Laosan said.

Zhen Xing couldn't help it anymore. She broke free from Qi Boxong's hand and scolded, "You are too bullying! After all, you are also a brother-in-law. Why did you come up to force your sister-in-law? Are you going to let your sister-in-law and nephew sleep on the street? What's wrong with you!"

Song Laosan sneered twice. At this time, Widow Song said, "In front of everyone, I took out all the account books. There are more than 200 taels of silver in the house. You can take it. The house is someone else's, and we won't rent it. In addition, our plaque is enough for your three hundred taels of silver!"

"Are you confused? Is a plaque worth tens of taels of silver? Stop dreaming! Today, either you take the money or you hand over your ancestral home!" Song Laosan said with slanted eyes.