Chapter 402 Ling Ran Is Not a Piece of Mud

Shuiqing certainly knows.

Give your stepson whatever he wants, and let him get it easily. If he encounters something he can't get, won't he make a big fuss?

Give him beautiful maids and servants, and live with them day and night. How many people can control themselves? And if they can't control themselves and produce a concubine's eldest son, it is impossible for the daughters of good families to marry into the family.

Families who want to marry a second-rank official naturally look at the hardworking and well-behaved second son.

As for pleading for mercy when he makes a mistake, it is more cost-effective to plead for him. First, you can gain a good reputation;

Second, you can show off in front of your biological father. It was originally just a small matter, and you would just be scolded. After pleading for mercy, you kneel in the ancestral hall and come to the conclusion that he is useless;

Third, you can continue to spoil him, so that the stepson thinks he is not wrong and will continue next time.

Who would use such flattery on their own son? They hope that their own son will have a good reputation before marriage and be clean and self-disciplined, and have many wives and concubines after marriage.

She looked at Sang Rou and sneered faintly: "Mrs. Ling is really good." Killing without bloodshed can also leave a good reputation.

Ling Qiang snorted: "That's right! Those beautiful maids and servants, my mother was reluctant to give them to me, but Ling Ran didn't appreciate it!

He didn't accept my mother's kindness, not only did he not want one, but he also made a big fuss and angered his father and ran away from the house. Who can blame him for such a scum?"

Shui Qing listened to Ling Qiang's criticism, and a gratified smile appeared in the corners of her eyes and eyebrows.

This child is really smart and insightful. At a young age, he has already noticed the tricks of his stepmother, and resisted the sugar-coated bullets surrounded by gorgeous clothes, food and beauty.

You know how many people are only verbally filial. With a father who is a high-ranking official and a good stepmother who lives a comfortable life and gives everything they want, how many people can still remember the hardships and grievances their own mothers have suffered.

Ling Ran can give up everything, which is really proud.

But in his brother's eyes, this pride belongs to scum. Ha, who is scum will be known later.

"Ling Ran is not a piece of scum." A clear voice came from the back of the crowd.

The crowd automatically made way for Yan Qiu to come over, walked straight to Shui Qing, looked at Ling Qiang, and said clearly again: "Ling Ran is not a piece of scum."

The girl, who was in her teens, was wearing a plain-looking dress with a lavender jacket and skirt. She stood there with a straight figure and clear eyes, like a strong bamboo, fearless of wind and snow.

A loud echo immediately rang out from the crowd: "Yes! Ling Ran is fine."

"You, as a younger brother, say this about your brother. Does your father know?"

"You don't even know who is scum!"

Ling Qiang looked straight at the little girl in front of him and forgot to react for a moment.

He had seen many women. When he lived outside the mansion with his mother, they were all girls from small families. They either worked hard, were timid, were noisy and inappropriate, or were silent like quails. He always felt that they were incompatible with him and were not worthy of playing with him.

When he entered the mansion, the maids and servants in the mansion were beautiful, but his mother said that they were lowly and could not even be his concubines. Being a maid in the room was too high for them.

He felt that the girl in front of him could be his concubine!

He was willing to give her a position as a concubine!

Faced with the noise brought by the little girl, Sang Rou pinched her handkerchief angrily.

How could her son be questioned!

Just when she was about to ridicule the little girl and vent her anger for her son, she heard her son beside her pulling her sleeves and whispering, "Mom, I want her. You and her mother will settle down and let her be my concubine when she reaches the age of 15."

She was born in a poor family, so at most she could only be a concubine, but it was her good fortune and blessing to be able to enter the Ling family.

Sang Rou took a breath.

She was ready to vent her anger for her son, but her son actually fell in love with her!

She whispered and scolded, "What nonsense are you talking about!"

Ling Qiang thought that his mother didn't like the girl's background and was afraid that it would affect his marriage, so he said, "Mom, look at the yard behind her, it's not small, and she is from a good family with a clean background;

As for affecting my marriage, it's okay, mom, you should settle down with her parents first, and agree to wait until I get married before bringing her into the mansion, I believe they will agree."

Sang Rou knew that the person on the other side would definitely agree, but she didn't like it!

"You will take over the Ling family in the future, and you have to carefully select concubines. How can you find a country girl?"

For the first time, Ling Qiang felt that everything was out of control by his mother, and he couldn't even decide on the concubine he wanted.

Yan Qiu looked at the mother and son whispering, frowning, and turned to her mother beside her and asked: "Mom, what are they doing here?"

Shui Qing patted her eldest daughter's hand to comfort her, and whispered: "It's called gratitude, but in fact they want to know the whereabouts of Ling Ran."

Sang Rou raised her head and looked at Shui Qing, with a firm tone: "Ling Ran is the eldest son of the Ling family. As his mother, I have the right to take him back. Please don't stop me as an outsider."

Shui Qing smiled lightly: "What if I don't let you?"

"Then don't blame me for being rude!" Sang Rou waved to the servants behind her.

The servants stood up and drew out their sabers.

A dozen men holding sabers looked quite intimidating at first glance.

Sang Rou waited to see the scared look of Hu Shuiqing and some people on the opposite side.

As a result, not only did Hu Shuiqing not get scared and run away, but even the elderly women and children of seven or eight years old saw the big knife as if it were an ordinary object, without any panic.

What happened?

The villagers on the other side did not get scared, but many men holding hoes, shovels and rakes did.

"Who dares to be so arrogant? Bully our sister-in-law Shui Qing and ask us if we agree!"

The cheering young men rushed over with hoes and wooden handles, forced their way between the two groups of people, and fiercely protected Shui Qing and the women behind them.

Seventy or eighty men glared angrily, forcing the servants brought by Sang Rou to retreat. They clearly had knives in their hands, but they dared not move.

Being protected by a large group of strong men behind her, Aunt Li was so proud that she pulled up her sleeves, put her hands on her hips and cursed: "It's the old woman in front of me! She said she wanted to repay a favor, deceived us into letting them in, and then led the way. Come here, it turns out, she is a liar!"

Being told by an old village woman that she was an older woman, Sang Rou's eyes turned red with anger.

Ling Qiang, who originally thought his mother was too authoritarian and felt uncomfortable, saw the menacing men and his thin body unconsciously hid behind his mother.

In fear, he did not forget to come up with an idea: "Mom, if you agree, wouldn't it be a happy event? For the sake of her daughter being mine from now on, this woman does not dare to hurt us.

Besides, since she is mine, our two families are related by honor and disgrace. How can she still protect Ling Ran? She doesn't say where Ling Ran is now, she just thinks that Ling Ran will take over the Ling Mansion in the future and wants to get a share of the benefits. "