Farmhouse Green Plum

Chapter 602 Tong Family

Now that the Shen family has been defeated, the Shen family has turned around and decided to join another family.

The Left Councillor seems to be of the third rank. From this, it seems that Prefect Shen is still capable and may be promoted in the future.

This congratulation made Shen Jing very upset. "What is there to congratulate? Each of them looks like they were taken out of the book 'Instructions for Women'. They smile without showing their teeth, walk without swaying their skirts, and even their shyness and anger seem to be measured and measured. It's so boring."

Song Ying frowned. She didn't like the way he said this, as if those women were just goods he picked at random.

They could have lived a lively life, but weren't it these men who disciplined them into this state?

She looked at the falling ginkgo leaves and whispered, "What woman in this world would want to be the clay sculpture or wooden sculpture in 'The Instructions for Women'? It's just..."

She paused, her voice lowering a few degrees, "The path left for them in this world is so narrow that it can only accommodate this kind of appearance."

Shen Jing was stunned. This was the first time he heard such words.

Song Ying took a deep breath, suppressed the unhappiness in his heart, and said with a smile: "Perhaps, the young lady is just as unhappy about this marriage as you are, and is deliberately acting so stiff and dull to annoy you and make you think of ways to stop this marriage."

"Impossible!" Shen Jing said firmly.

Song Ying shrugged, "Nothing is impossible. Do you know her well?"

Shen Jing was speechless. He and Miss Yin had only met each other from a distance a few times at banquets, so there was no way he could say they knew each other well.

Song Ying continued, "No one in this world is exactly the same. Everyone has their own unique qualities, but you just haven't discovered them.

Since this is the person you're going to spend your life with, you might as well let down your guard and get to know her better. Maybe this will be a good match."

Shen Jing then realized that what she had just said was to persuade him, and his face immediately turned bad.

"I still have to go back to the academy. Goodbye."

He turned around, brushed his sleeves, and left. When he reached the door, he paused and said with his back to her, "Yuan Qing has won the favor of Mr. Shanxi and will stay in the capital for a while to learn from him. You don't have to wait for him anymore."

Song Ying suddenly realized that Shen Jing came to the clinic to deliver a message for Yuan Qing.

"I understand, thank you."

Shen Jing felt a little upset again and walked away with big strides.

After he left, Yuan Shan felt like a cat scratching her head, "What are you and my brother going to do?"

"Looking for a coroner."

Yuan Shan: ???

Which engaged young man and girl would meet to see the coroner?

Isn't this too scary?

The sooner the better, so Song Ying went to find the coroner that afternoon.

There was only one registered coroner in Qingshui County, his surname was Tong, and he lived on East Street near the city gate.

People were very taboo about his work in the underworld, and the child coroner did not want to offend anyone, so he moved to the innermost part of the alley and tried to go out as little as possible to avoid bringing bad luck to the neighbors.

Song Ying followed the direction Yuan Qing told him and walked back and forth three times at the east city gate, but still couldn't find the Tong family's gate.

She found the alley, but when she walked to the innermost part, it turned out not to be Tong's house.

She had no choice but to find a house with a half-open door to ask for directions.

She knocked lightly on the wooden door and called out into the courtyard, "Auntie, do you know how to get to the child coroner?"

The old woman who was busy washing clothes in the yard paused, looked up, and her eyes fell on Song Ying's hand holding the door frame. She was immediately furious: "Get out, get out! If you want to ask for directions, just ask for directions. Why are you leaning against my door? Go away! Don't leave bad luck in my house!"

Song Ying was stunned by her reaction and didn't react for a moment.

Just at this moment, a middle-aged man came out of the house, "Hey, isn't this Doctor Xiao Song? Mom, this is Doctor Xiao Song from Huichun Hall!"

The old woman who was chasing people away fell silent, stretched her neck to take a closer look, but unfortunately her eyes were so blurry that she couldn't see clearly.

But since her son said it was Doctor Xiao Song, then he must be right.

She immediately apologized, "Oh, Doctor Song, I'm so sorry. I thought someone had died in another accident and you were looking for a coroner to perform an autopsy."

"It's okay," Song Ying smiled and explained his purpose again. "I have something to ask the child coroner. I've been circling around for a long time and can't find his house. Can you show me the way?"

The old woman strongly disapproved: "It's not that I don't want to show you the way, but you are a girl with a strong yin energy. What are you going to his house for?

His family has been coroners for generations, dealing with the dead all year round, which is very unlucky. The sun will set soon, so he can't go."

"Thank you for your concern, but I really have something to ask him."

"If you have something to do, go during the day." The old woman still disagreed.

Song Ying had no choice but to look at her son. The middle-aged man did not try to stop her. "You have to go around the back of the ditch. There is a special road leading out of his house."

Song Ying looked in the direction of his finger. Behind the eaves of this row of houses, there was another row of houses on the other side, very close to each other, with only the width of a tile extending out on both sides.

It’s so narrow, how can people pass through?

After thanking the mother and son, Song Ying went around. There was a drainage ditch in front of him, so he had to walk on the steps on both sides.

After walking for a while, we reached a slightly higher ground. The ditch in the middle was filled up, becoming a small alley that was only wide enough for one person to pass through. There were walls on both sides, and you would hit the wall if you raised your arms.

At the end, there is a small door on the back wall of the house on the right. There are a few clumps of mugwort planted at the door, as if to dispel bad luck.

Song Ying walked forward and knocked three times on the mottled wooden door.

Dude, dunk, dunk.

The sound was muffled, and combined with the dark and damp environment, it was like knocking on an old coffin, which made people's spines cold.

Soon, slow footsteps were heard from inside, accompanied by the sound of iron clashing.

"coming"

With a creak, the door opened inward, and a thin man in his early forties appeared at the door.

He obviously knew Song Ying as well. He raised his thick black eyebrows and asked, "Doctor Song?"

Song Ying smiled at him and said, "You must be the child coroner, right? I have something to ask you."

The child coroner was very surprised, but he didn't ask any more questions. He made way and shouted into the house, "Yun Shu, a guest is coming. Quick, bring some tea."

Song Ying walked in. The yard was not as gloomy as the outside. There were no tall trees and the light was sufficient. There was a flower bed against the wall with low flowers planted. The whole yard was both elegant and full of vitality.

A young girl in a green shirt came out of the main hall. She was about sixteen or seventeen years old, with a pretty face and clear almond-shaped eyes.

"This is my daughter Yunshu." The child coroner introduced her and urged his daughter, "Go and get some tea."

Tong Yunshu responded, and soon came over with two coarse porcelain teacups, poured tea for the two of them, and sat down beside them, looking at Song Ying with curiosity.

"Ahem." The child coroner coughed a few times, "Yunshu, please don't be rude."