Overturning the little milk bottle of the metaphysics boss, everyone loves it

In a few days, the Hou Mansion began to decorate with lanterns and festoons, brocade red carpets meandered to the Hou Mansion, and the maids and servants were too busy.

During the engagement, Jing Wan'er and Song Lianze stood in the front hall wearing festive red clothes.

Everyone around was laughing and laughing, but Jing Wan'er felt embarrassed.

Song Mochuan was very surprised when he learned about the two of them.

"You, now that you have grown up, you don't talk to dad first if you have anything to do!"

Song Mochuan said with a slight complaint, but his brows and eyes were full of relief and joy.

Song Lianze pursed his lips, "Is it the child's fault, I hope dad will forgive me."

"Father, don't be angry with elder brother." Song Baoling also said with a playful smile.

The guests around also joked, "That's right, General Song, it's too late for me to be happy hahaha."

Song Mochuan laughed loudly, "Look at what you said, it seems that I don't agree with this marriage."

"Yu Zikong, why are you standing there? It's time to eat." Lianjiao tugged on his sleeves, and Yu Zikong came back to his senses.

"Could it be that he left? Maybe he has something important to do!" Lian Jiao felt a little strange.

Taking advantage of everyone in front, Hou Rui went to the back door alone. The door opened a crack, and Hou Chunhong had been waiting outside for a long time.

Hou Chunhong put his hands behind his back, "I'll run errands for you when you close it, open it quickly and let me in."

She has always been worried about Hou Chunhong's work, but she just hopes that this time she will be more reliable.

The people around started booing, and Song Lianze's face was blushing in a rare way when people were in high spirits on happy occasions.

Although there are not many people here, if you and Hou Chunhong spend their time here, they will definitely attract attention.

You can't be doing big things in a muffled voice, right?

"No, didn't Prince Jun come early in the morning?" Lian Jiao also followed around to look for Jun Tingsheng.

"It should be here tomorrow. There is still more than half a month before we get married. Don't worry."

Hou Rui was almost pissed off, there was no good luck, but there was a mother who was holding back.

"There must be a lot of good things in such a big battle today. Just let me in. I have dressed up like this. I promise not to be discovered."

Yu Zikong had a vague guess in his heart. When he just came in, he saw Chai Liang coming, but he didn't pay much attention to him when he greeted him.

Hou Rui pressed against the door, looked around, and lowered her voice, "Why are you here? It's fine if you bring the things, where are the things?"

"Miss, the counting has been completed, but the two tigers, Zhao Ping, and the others haven't come yet." Lianjiao read while looking at the roster.

Song Baoling is not surprised, "Erhu and the others are probably on the way, and the third brother has something to do outside today, so he will be later."

There was a sudden pause, "And... the third young master."

"Today, under the witness of all the guests, my son exchanged tokens with Ms. Jing's family and Jing Wan'er, formally engaged, and we will get married again in half a month. Everyone must not be absent at that time."

She thought that Jun Tingsheng was always by Miss's side, after all, whenever he came to the Hou Mansion, the first thing Jun Tingsheng would do was to look for Song Baoling.

Jing Wan'er lowered her head, "My parents are old and not in good health. The journey is so far, so I didn't plan to come when we got engaged."

"Mom, what if I let you in and someone found out? Stop making trouble, and give me the things!" Hou Rui jumped anxiously.

Seeing Yu Zikong coming, Song Baoling glanced left and right, "Lianjiao, did you forget little uncle when you counted the number?"

"Besides, after you get the good things, mother can ask you less money, the ones you give are not enough!"

"At that time, as long as you drop it lightly, you're done!"

Song Baoling closed her mouth knowingly, she had never met Jing Wan'er's younger siblings, but seeing her like this, she must not be looking forward to it very much.

Although Jing Wan'er had a smile on her face, her mood was obviously not as high as before.

Compared with the lively and festive scene in front of the Hou Mansion, the backyard is much cooler.

"I brought you what you wanted, let me in quickly." Hou Chunhong pushed the door, eager to enter.

"It's the first time I've seen the young master blushing!" Lian Jiao muttered, when suddenly a hard object poked her lower back, she jumped up in fright, almost screaming out.

Shouldn't someone like Song Baoling sit at the head table?

"Sister Wan'er, why haven't you seen your parents, brothers and sisters on such an important day?" Song Baoling sneaked up to Jing Wan'er's side.

The people in the front hall knew nothing about it, Song Mochuan read the words.

Turning around, she saw Yu Zikong with a smirk on her face, and the hard object poking her waist was the fan he carried with him.

Yu Zikong opened his fan and said quietly, "It seems that I came at the right time."

Hou Chunhong straightened her body, rolled her eyes, and said like a rascal, "No, unless you let me in."

"Take it easy, you two went to see Miss Jing across the street, it's like they've never seen a beauty before." Yu Zikong clicked his tongue a few times.

"Mother, I've made an agreement with you, don't make trouble for me." Hou Rui reminded her.

Lianjiao kicked it over, and said grimly, "You're looking for a beating, right? Where did Erhu and Zhao Ping go?"

"But they will come when they officially get married." Jing Wan'er smiled, "My sister and brother are already on their way."

"Hey!" Hou Rui knew that she couldn't yell back, so she could only stamp her feet on the spot, afraid of being seen, and left in a hurry with her dress in her hands.

Hou Chunhong persuaded her kindly, and Hou Rui noticed that she didn't know where to get the maid's clothes, and she was indeed the same as other maids if she didn't look at her face.

Hou Rui weighed it and found that the weight was about the same, but she couldn't see any liquid inside, so she was a little worried, "Are you sure it's chicken blood? Don't make a mistake."

Lianjiao nodded, "That's all, everything else is here."

"Hey, shopkeeper, will you sit at the same table with us?" Erhu rubbed his head.

Erhu and Zhao Ping were probably the happiest. In order to look decent today, they went outside and bought two nice clothes.

"Of course, I've confirmed it several times. Can the fake chicken blood on the spot be fake?" Hou Chunhong ran away after finishing speaking.

Hou Rui was a little moved, and as soon as she let go of the movement against the door, Hou Chunhong quickly came in.

And according to Jun Tingsheng's personality, he would usually greet them when he left.

Hou Chunhong nodded perfunctorily, and handed her the pocket, "Don't worry, it's full of chicken blood, just lift up the skirt and tie it around your waist."

Song Baoling smiled, "It's all the same, my father and grandmother are enough there."

Since this table was specially made for people from Ji Ren Tang, the table was a bit small, just enough for a few of them, but the position was a bit off.

"Miss Song is really unique. She is willing to stay with such a person."

Li Shuzhen made a deliberate circle from the side, with disdain in her eyes as she passed by, her posture was extremely proud.

Song Baoling rolled his eyes in a very speechless manner, "Miss Li, it's quite unique for you to go around on purpose just to scare me off."