When Song Lingjie was unconscious, Song Ci had already learned the whole story from the mouths of the second child’s spouse, and couldn’t help but marvel. In ancient tis, even half-grown kids caused trouble with a professionalism that wasn’t at all inferior to adults.
Just by listening to what the second child said, you could tell they had planned it well in advance, even calculating the most favorable ti for running away, which was when Madam gave birth.
Now, look, with a newborn in the family, the household was in chaos, and surely they couldn’t pay attention to these older kids, nor be particularly vigilant. Additionally, there was Song Lingzhou’s brothers breaking out in pox, which was even more beneficial.
Because the Jiang family was spinning like a top with all the busyness, they didn’t realize the child had run away. By the ti they noticed, well, the kid was out of sight.
Looking at the couple’s worried expressions, Song Ci said, "Even so, don’t be too harsh. Look what you’ve done to the child by beating him so badly."
Everyone’s eyes fell on Song Lingjie lying on the bed.
Song Zhicheng’s eyes quickly flashed a hint of guilt but soon turned cold and hard, "I still think I didn’t beat him hard enough. Mother, they’ve turned the world upside down. Not a word, not a sound, and they ran away. Do they think enlisting in the army is child’s play? Is it just a formality, a joke to them?"
Song Ci said, "That was also their own skill. You adults didn’t notice, which is your negligence."
Well, this responsibility falls back on them now.
Song Zhicheng said bitterly, "Mother, let’s not talk about it anymore. Lately, the household has been chaotic, and you know this. We really didn’t expect..."
Didn’t expect the kid to have such audacity. In the past year or two, he certainly hadn’t eaten courage capsules!
Song Zhicheng felt annoyed, grabbing his hair. Partly angry, partly embarrassed. A kid scheming right under his nose, and he had no idea—how could he not feel ashad?
Besides embarrassnt, there was even more worry—not knowing where the kid had gone. Without anyone accompanying him, could sothing have happened to him?
Thinking this way, Song Zhicheng’s heart felt like it was being squeezed by an invisible hand, both aching and painful, leaving him breathless.
Damn it, he wanted to shake the kid awake and then beat him again.
It’s driving crazy.
"Mother, Father is right. Although Zhao’er knows so martial arts, he’s still so young and has never traveled far from ho. That’s one thing. But most importantly, he has no one with him. If he encounters any danger, I..." Jiang couldn’t continue, already sobbing uncontrollably.
Song Zhicheng had to sit beside her, disregarding Song Ci’s presence, and gently patted Jiang’s shoulder to comfort her, "Don’t worry, once we find out, we’ll catch that damn kid and then you can break his legs so he can’t run."
Seeing Jiang crying like this, Song Ci’s heart was also unwilling, but upon hearing Song Zhicheng’s words, she couldn’t help but sneer.
"So you say, once you catch him, then what? Clip his wings, break his legs, let him nestle in this pile of wealth as your obedient child, living a life unfulfilled?"
Song Zhicheng beca stiff, and Jiang’s crying stopped, both of them sowhat at a loss.
Looking at them, Song Ci said, "Why did he choose to sneak away for military enlistnt instead of doing it openly? Isn’t it because he foresaw today? I want to ask, after you bring him back, what will happen to his aspiration to join the army?"
Cutting off his aspirations and imprisoning him?
Song Zhicheng’s throat felt dry, his mouth moved but he couldn’t say a word.
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