Enter the Room

  Chapter 11

In Qian's yard, Song Jiyun accompanied his mother to wash his face, comb his hair, and change clothes. Qian's anger was still there, and he kept saying that Song Sanliang was too shameless: "I never thought that he is such a person." !"

  Song Jiyun laughed straight, and advised Qian: "Don't be angry, it won't be worth it if you get angry!"

  Qian said angrily: "You child, you were not angry just now, but now you seem to be okay. If we hadn't been lucky this time, we would have been deceived."

  How can there be so much good luck in this world?

  Song Jiyun said: "There are many things you didn't think of!"

  She told Qian about sending Madam Zheng to see Mrs. Wang.

  Ms. Qian was terrified when she heard this, and couldn't help but pat Song Jiyun twice: "Why are you so courageous! What if your third uncle finds out about your affairs, and he beats you up?"

  Mother Zheng, who came in with a soup of lily and lotus seeds to cool off the heat, laughed and said, "Miss is so smart! The third master sent people to watch us, and we also sent people to watch the third master? How could he find out?

   "The ability to expose the third master today is all thanks to our young lady."

   Mrs. Qian nodded, but felt a little guilty.

   These things should be done by her.

  She asked Madam Zheng: "How much money did you spend managing the people around Mrs. Wang? I'll make up for it!"

  Everyone had smiles on their faces.

Song Jiyun stirred the sweet soup in the small gold-painted bowl with a spoon and called "Mother", and said, "Then you should trust me more? If you have anything to do in the future, you should tell me first, so as not to be taken advantage of by others." There is a loophole."

  Ms. Qian blushed, and promised: "In the future, my mother will discuss everything with you first."

  Song Jiyun smiled knowingly, and simply told Mr. Han about Mr. Qian, and said: "Later, I went to look through the ledger, and there was a clear record of two horses as a gift."

  Ms. Qian was shocked.

  She couldn't help touching her newly pregnant belly, and said in a low mood: "If only I could give you a younger brother."

  Song Jiyun sighed in his heart, and said to his mother: "Do you think this can be solved by giving birth to a younger brother?"

  Ms. Qian looked at her in surprise.

Song Jiyun thought it over and said: "Even if you give birth to a younger brother, he is so young, it is impossible for him to be in charge of the property. The character of the uncle and the third uncle is there. If they have evil intentions, I am afraid...they will do more than they are now. It's too much."

  Ms. Qian immediately thought of those children who fought over the family property, and died because of uncles and brothers who were in charge of the family business, or were children who were raised in a wrong way.

  Song Jiyun didn't expect Qian's reaction to be so severe, so he quickly stood up and helped her up, and said, "Mother, I'm just in case. Be careful, don't let your baby get angry."

   Who knew that not only did Qian not relax, but he hugged Song Jiyun in his arms, and said with tears in his eyes, "There are you three, if they dare to touch a hair of your hair, I, I will fight them hard!"

"Don't worry, we don't worry!" Song Jiyun gently patted his mother on the back, comforting her, and said, "As long as our mother and daughter are united, no one will try to bully us. Look at today, I turned the table over, Grandmother hasn't said anything yet."

   "Hmm!" Qian's eyes lit up.

  Song Jiyun secretly let out a long breath.

  Her mother would have been more alert.

  Song Jiyun talked to his mother for a long time, seeing that her mother was tired, she used the baby in her belly as an excuse to persuade her mother to go to rest, and then returned to her yard.

   At this time, it is the time for Shen Zheng in the afternoon.

  She only ate a small bowl of soba noodles and a small bowl of lily and lotus seed soup from morning to this time, and she was already hungry.

  Song Jiyun raised his chin towards the gauze cupboard, and asked the fragrant hairpin: "Have you eaten?"

   "I've eaten!" Xiangzan said in a low voice, "Brother Liu Zi brought the meal. For lunch, I ate bean cakes and loofah egg soup, and dinner was the same as Miss, white porridge with vegetables."

  Yo, she will order her servants.

  Song Jiyun entered the gauze cabinet.

  The man was lying on the small couch with his knees bent, slowly flipping through the picture book on his knees.

  Seeing her come in, he raised his eyelids and glanced at her, then his eyes fell on the drawing book again.

   Song Jiyun noticed that this was not the picture book he had read before, but a picture book she kept in the living room.

  She asked Liu Zi: "Where is the original picture book?"

  The six sons explained for a long time, "Huh, huh, huh, huh?" The meaning was that the man was tired of reading and asked him to find another one. He didn't dare to let the man out of his sight, so he asked Xiangzan to help him find a random one.

  Song Jiyun didn't ask any more questions, went to take a shower, changed clothes, and went to the hall for dinner.

  Xiang Hairpin happily brought in the dinner, and when Song Jiyun was eating, she stayed by the side, smiling "hehe" at Song Jiyun.

  Song Jiyun asked Mother Zheng: "What's wrong with this child?"

  Nurse Zheng didn’t know either.

  Xiang Hairpin said excitedly: "Miss, Miss, have you defeated the third master?"

   Song Jiyun was surprised.

  Xiang Hairpin said cheerfully: "It has already spread throughout the house. It is said that the third master is shameless and wanted to cheat our family's money, but in the end he posted a calligraphy and painting of a famous person. Stealing chickens is worthless. You deserve it!"

  She also asked Song Jiyun: "Miss, do you think you want to find a few people to make the third master famous? Let everyone know what he did?"

  Song Jiyun smiled, touched her flowery head, and said: "This is not something you should care about. Now, hurry up and clean up the dishes for me!"

  Xiang Zan smiled shyly, and ran away bouncing around.

   Madam Zheng was infected by the incense hairpin, and couldn't help but said: "Don't tell me, what happened today is really exciting! Now let's see who dares to bully us in the future!"

  Song Jiyun smiled lightly, and said to Madam Zheng: "Do you think this matter is over?"

  She looked in the direction of Zeng's yard and murmured, "This is just the beginning!"

  *

  In the evening, Song Jiyun held vigil for his father in the mourning hall.

  According to the custom, the mourning hall must be guarded day and night by dutiful sons and dutiful wives.

  There is no filial son in their family, so they are guarded by sisters Qian and Song Jiyun.

  Ms. Qian is pregnant, and her younger sister is only ten years old. Song Jiyun originally planned that she and her elder sister would stay at night, while her mother and younger sister would stay by day. But her little sister insisted on keeping her father's wake in turns, just like the two older sisters.

  When her father was alive, he treated the three daughters like treasures, but now that he is gone, everyone wants to do their best.

  Song Jiyun did not insist, except for Qian, the three sisters took turns to watch the night.

  She knelt before her father's tablet.

  The red flame rolled up the yellow ghost paper, and it was quickly burned to ashes.

  Her tears could not stop falling down.

  The next morning, Song Jiyun's eyes were swollen like peach kernels, and his vision became blurred.

  Who knew that when she returned to her yard, when she entered the door, she saw her grandmother Zeng with two close-fitting nuns, accompanied by Mrs. Zheng, sitting on the grand master's chair under the table in the hall, waiting for her.

  Song Jiyun raised his eyebrows.

   Is this another boot coming off?

   Delete, delete, delete, I am a little confused. Fortunately, I sent the text before midnight...

  (end of this chapter)