The Country Maiden: Fields and Leisure
Chapter 400 Telling you undutiful!

Chapter 400: Chapter 400 Telling you undutiful!

Song Chunhua’s tears flowed down instantly, and she threw herself towards Song Chongjin, "Chongjin, your mother was wrong! I shouldn’t have sold you, should not have signed that damn Disownment Document! I regret it! It’s all my fault! Chongjin, seeing as I gave birth to you and raised you, please forgive your mother!"

Seeing Song Chunhua lunge towards him, Song Chongjin pulled Wang Yongzhu back a step, waited until Song Chunhua finished speaking, then slowly began, "Have you forgotten that just a few days ago, in the presence of the Lizheng and two Clan Leaders, you signed the Disownment Document? For the sake of the Song Family, you sold me for one hundred taels of silver to the Wang Family, severing mother-son ties, with no further relations?"

Song Chunhua’s sobbing paused, but she soon began crying again, "Chongjin, are you really going to just watch as your own mother starves to death? Are you truly that heartless? I sold you because I had no choice, what else could I have done? But now your mother knows her mistake, can’t you forgive her? Besides, you think the upbringing I gave you is only worth one hundred taels of silver?"

A cold glint flitted across Song Chongjin’s eyes, but his voice remained steady, "Sorry, but I now belong to the Wang Family, and all possessions on me, every penny I earn, belong to the Wang Family! Before selling me, didn’t you already understand very clearly what marrying into a wife’s family entailed? It was even clearly written on the Letter of Severance..."

"I don’t care! You are my son, borne by me! Now you are dressed in fine robes, enjoying meat and wine, even buying such a beautiful golden hairpin for the Wang Family Girl! It’s all because of me; if I hadn’t sold you to the Wang Family, would you be enjoying such good days? And now, when your own mother is nearly starving to death and can’t even put food in the pot, you are going to stand by and do nothing?"

"All you care about is the Wang Family’s good life, and you want to abandon your own mother? I am going to the Yamen to sue you! I’ll sue you for being unfilial! For not supporting your own mother..."

Song Chunhua shouted hoarsely.

"Slap—" a slap sent Song Chunhua sprawling to the ground.

Old Granny Zhang stepped on Song Chunhua’s leg, brandishing a kitchen knife, "Song Chunhua, you wretch, you just had to come and cause trouble on this auspicious day for my Old Wang Family, didn’t you?"

"Want to sue at the Yamen? Go ahead! I’ll take you there myself! Let’s see who dares not to go; they’ll be the real bastards! And I have a grievance to report against you too! What now, took my Wang Family’s one hundred taels of silver and now thinking of reneging on the deal?"

"Pah! Regret all you want, just bring the silver. I won’t even charge you any interest. Bring that one hundred taels of silver and I’ll let Chongjin support you immediately. Can you bring it? If not, then what are you yelling about?"

While speaking, she patted Song Chunhua’s face with the back of the knife, and threatened in a low voice, "Song Chunhua, I’m warning you, just be wise and get out, and I’ll let today’s incident slide! If you try to pull any other trick and mess with my daughter’s big day, I swear on my life, I’ll take yours first! It’ll save us the trouble of having you, a scourge, around to harm my daughter and son-in-law in the future!"

This was spoken softly, and apart from Song Chunhua, probably only Song Chongjin and Wang Yongzhu heard it.

Song Chunhua turned pale and looked towards Song Chongjin, "Chongjin, did you hear that? None of the Wang Family are good people! That old woman, she is going to kill your own mother—"

Song Chongjin was indifferent, echoing Old Granny Zhang’s words, "What my mother-in-law says is very true. However, as a son-in-law who honors his word, now that I have sold myself to Yongzhu, I naturally dedicate myself wholeheartedly, without a second thought."

Old Granny Zhang was pleased, thinking he was indeed the son-in-law her daughter had set her heart on; how well-spoken he was.

Feeling even more disgusted with Song Chunhua, she put away the knife, and kicked the stunned woman, "There, did you hear that? Even if you bring the silver, you cannot buy your son back. From now on, he’s my son-in-law, and I will treat him as my own son! Come to think of it, I should thank you! Thank you, you foolish woman, for selling such a fine son to our house for the sake of your bloodsucking family!"

Towards the end, she couldn’t help but feel smug, oh what a smart deal she had made, especially since it cost her family not a single penny!

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The onlookers also chimed in with laughter, whether it was genuine or because they felt it necessary to ingratiate themselves with the now prosperous Wang Family.

Some loose-tongued ones went as far as to say, "Indeed, Chongjin is such a sensible and polite child and also filial. It’s just that he was born to an unfortunate mother and has suffered so much. Now, at last, his hardships have turned to sweet comfort. Staying with his sister-in-law’s family, his future days will surely be much easier, a hundred times better than being with a mother like Song Chunhua who’s always out of tune!"

"Exactly, as the old saying goes: A coarse bamboo produces a fine shoot. Who knows how much virtue Song Chunhua accumulated in her past life to have given birth to such a good child like Song Chongjin? But what a pity that she doesn’t cherish her blessings and has managed to ruin such good fortune!"

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Song Chunhua’s eyes turned blood-red as she looked at the woman who had spoken.

The woman, terrified by Song Chunhua’s fiery glares as if she was staring down the murderer of her father, took a step back initially, but feeling embarrassed, she quickly stepped forward two paces, "What’s the matter? Can’t handle the truth about yourself? With your cowardly and brainless demeanor, only your ancestors’ good deeds could explain having a son like Song Chongjin. If anyone had a son like him, would they be willing to sell him off to someone else? You’re even more heartless than a stepmother—"

"How dare you—how could I not give birth to a son like Song Chongjin? My son was far better than this bastard! If my son hadn’t died, would Chongjin have taken his place as my son? He couldn’t even compare to a single hair on my son’s head..."

Song Chunhua, hissing, grabbed the woman by the throat.

A silence like death fell upon the courtyard.

The woman, with wide-eyed disbelief, was grabbed by the throat by Song Chunhua, and it took her a good while to react. Everyone else was equally stunned by Song Chunhua’s words and didn’t know how to respond.

It was Wang Yongzhu who saw the woman’s eyes rolling back as she was being choked, and quickly stepped forward. With one vigorous motion, she forced Song Chunhua’s hand to involuntarily relax, rescuing the woman from her grasp.

Crouching on the ground, the woman coughed and gasped for air, tears and snot running down her face.

Hearing these words, the joy that had been on Song Chongjin’s face faded instantly, and he stared intently at Song Chunhua.

It took him a long while to speak, "Are you saying that you’re not my birth mother? Then, who are my real parents?"

Song Chunhua had just her wrist wrung by Wang Yongzhu, a sharp pain that brought her back to reality, and her face instantly turned pale.

Looking around the courtyard, and seeing everyone’s eyes on her, knowing that they had all heard her words, she hurriedly waved her hands, "No! Chongjin, you are my son, my own flesh and blood! I was talking nonsense just now because I was upset! I was rambling, Chongjin..."

"Nonsense! I was just thinking: which family wouldn’t thank the heavens for having a son as good as Chongjin? Filial, sensible, and hunting in the mountains to provide for his sickly mother since he was but a boy. He never indulges himself in food or clothing, spending all his earned money on you."

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