Quick, female general, I traveled through time to save my father

Chapter 343: The Mother of the Bomen Raises Her Stepson 10

The more Shen Shishan thought about it, the more proud he became, as if he had already seen Sirong kneeling on the ground begging for mercy.

"The second oldest brother listens to me, the eldest brother!" He straightened his back and said firmly, "How dare he disobey me?"

His wife rolled her eyes, leaned closer and whispered:

"If you ask me, after Junbao goes to the capital, he should get closer to the second brother...it's not impossible for him to inherit the title in the future!"

Shen Shishan's eyes lit up and he clapped his hands on his thighs: "Yes! Our Junbao is the best at talking and is also very decisive in doing things. The second son will definitely like him!" It was as if he had already seen his son calling the shots in the Earl's Mansion.

His wife suddenly remembered something and lowered her voice, "But Shen Junyao...that bastard is, after all, the second son's biological son."

Shen Shishan scoffed, his face full of disdain: "What's wrong with being his biological son? That kid is so timid, what can he achieve?"

He became more and more excited as he spoke, and even began to think: "The second brother has been at the border for so many years, without even a family member around him, he must miss us very much.

When he comes back, our Junbao will come to do something, and the second brother will definitely value him! "

His wife also became excited: "That's right! Once Junbao wins the second brother's favor, maybe he can squeeze that wild brat out..."

At this point, she suddenly lowered her voice and gave her husband a mysterious push, saying, "Don't be idle either. Go and tell our son what to do."

Shen Shishan immediately got up and went to look for his son.

In this way, the couple kept Shen Junbao in charge until midnight, and then returned to the room and whispered until dawn.

As soon as the sky was getting light, Shen Shishan came to find Sirong in a hurry with his wife and dark circles under his eyes.

Sirong was sitting by the window drinking tea. When she saw him coming, she didn't even raise her eyelids. She just asked slowly, "So what are the arrangements for your brother Pan?"

Shen Shishan waved his hands impatiently:

"She's just a little girl, and she has a lot of housework to do. Just keep her at home to help your sister-in-law with the work!"

Mrs. Shen nodded in agreement, a smile on her face: "That's right, that's right! Just let her stay at home with me, and when she's old enough, I'll find her a good husband."

The couple sang the same tune, completely unaware that there was anything wrong with their decision.

Sirong pondered for a while, then slowly spoke:

"If you really value the military treasure, you might as well send it to Uncle. Only when a boy goes to the battlefield can he have the opportunity to earn military merit."

Shen Shishan was stunned, obviously not expecting Sirong to make this suggestion.

"This……"

Sirong smiled slightly, her tone gentle but unquestionable:

"I think Junbao has a ruthless nature and is well-suited to martial arts training. If he is taught by Master himself, his talent will not be wasted."

She was not trying to please Shen Shigen or Shen Shishan.

Shen Junbao does have a reckless courage. If he is trained properly, he may become a useful person.

But she would never raise him herself.

Just because he had beaten Shen Junyao, he would never be able to get her support.

As for what he would become in the military camp...

It all depends on how Shen Shigen disciplines him.

In the original plot, Shen Shigen is not a wise master except that he fights for his life.

Sirong tapped the table with her fingertips, her tone calm but unquestionable:

"As for Pan Di's child, I do have a liking for her and would like to keep her by my side and train her for a few years. This will also help her find a better future in the future. What do you think, brother and sister-in-law?"

When Sirong said these words, a hint of coldness flashed across her eyes.

That gaze was as sharp as a knife, sending chills down Shen Shishan and his wife's spines, and the unhealed wounds on their bodies began to ache slightly.

Shen Shishan swallowed hard and said, "Then, let's do as you say..."

"No!!!" Mrs. Shen suddenly interrupted with a sharp voice, digging her nails into her palms, and looking up with suppressed fear.

Sirong raised her eyebrows slightly, a cold light flashed in her eyes: "Oh?"

This woman was sarcastic and cunning, with many secrets, but she rarely disobeyed her husband. Since Shen Shishan had just nodded in agreement, she shouldn't have said anything in reply.

This light-hearted question made Mrs. Shen's knees go weak and she almost fell to her knees.

"Well... Pan Di will be coming of age in two years, and we have already started looking for a husband for her..." Her voice got lower and lower, and her eyes were wandering.

Sirong tapped the table lightly with her fingertips, her tone calm but unquestionable: "I'll find her someone in the capital. Isn't that better than the one in this county town?"

"Well... I won't bother my sister-in-law." Mrs. Shen avoided his gaze, twisted the corner of her clothes with her fingers, and her voice became lower and lower.

Sirong frowned slightly.

Isn't she Pan Di's biological mother? If her daughter can marry into a wealthy family, shouldn't she be ecstatic?

Shen Shishan also frowned, glared at his wife in dissatisfaction, and signaled her not to talk too much.

But Mrs. Shen acted out of character and grabbed his sleeve and dragged him out the door.

Sirong had excellent hearing and vaguely caught a few words: "Bride price...dowry...will it be in our hands by then?"

Sirong's lips curled up in a sneer.

She finally understood.

Mrs. Shen was not afraid that Pan Di would not marry well, but that she would marry too well, so well that they could no longer control her, and so well that all the betrothal money that should have gone into their pockets would fly away.

Shen Shishan was dragged out of the door and angrily said in a low voice: "Are you crazy? What's the benefit of offending her?!"

Mrs. Shen gritted her teeth and lowered her voice even lower:

"You're so stupid! If Pan Di really gets taken to the capital by her, will we still have a share of the betrothal gifts and wedding gifts in the future? She can just make up an excuse and say that her husband's family didn't give it to us. Can we still chase her to the capital to ask for it?!"

Shen Shishan was stunned and his eyes flickered.

Yes, if you can’t get the money, what’s the point of having a good marriage?

Inside the house, Sirong lowered her eyes and gently stroked the edge of the teacup with her fingertips.

She originally thought that bringing Pan Di to the capital and not letting him get tortured would be enough to give Shen Junyao an explanation.

But now it seems...

It is better to get away from such parents.

The couple went back to the front hall, tugging and pulling each other, their eyes avoiding each other, but it was obvious that they had reached an agreement.

Shen Shishan rubbed his hands and forced a flattering smile:

"Um...sister-in-law, your sister-in-law and I have discussed that Junbao will be sent to Lao Er, but Pandi should stay at home."

Mrs. Shen quickly chimed in, wiping her eyes hypocritically: "Without the little girl around... I, as a mother, feel so empty inside!"

What a play of deep love between mother and daughter. If Si Sirong hadn't heard the words of calculation just now,

Sirong suddenly chuckled, pulled out a silver note from her sleeve and gently placed it on the table.

Five hundred taels.

Shen Shishan's eyes instantly glued to her and his Adam's apple rolled.

"Since my sister-in-law is reluctant to part with her daughter..." Sirong pointed at the banknotes with her fingertips, "Then I will take back the buyout money."

Mrs. Shen rushed to the table and said, "Wait! What do you mean by buyout?!"

Sirong folded the banknotes slowly and calmly: "I originally thought that if you were willing to set Pan Di free, these five hundred taels would be considered as compensation. But since you and your daughter have such a deep affection for each other..."

She made a gesture to take it back, but Shen Shishan held the banknote in his hand and said, "No, no, no! The child's future is more important! How can we delay her?"

For an ordinary family, thirty or fifty taels is the maximum amount they can give to marry off their daughter.

Fifty taels? Only an old bachelor with a terrible reputation or a widower whose wife has died would be willing to pay that!

Five hundred taels? Enough for them to marry off ten daughters with some left over!