"Hmm." Seeing that his son came back to his senses and asked for peace, Master Song didn't say anything else, but raised his finger and pointed to the wooden box on the desk that was the same as the one Song Qingyi saw before, "This year's glazed craftsman mat is next month, this is a few pieces of glazed ware sent below, I chose some, you are the head of the next generation of my Song family, now that you are married, you should study the practice of scholars." ”

Then Master Song paused, and then glanced at Song Qingyi, who was still standing with his eyebrows furrowed, and said with a little depression, "As for the family matter you said before, since you insist, it will be arranged in two months." However, although I have allowed you, you must know in your own heart the difference between concubines and concubines, and don't do anything to lose face for the Song family before your daughter-in-law has news. "Since ancient times, there is a difference between the concubine, before the birth of the concubine, if there is an eldest son in the family, it is not only a slap in the face of the wife, but also a humiliating practice of family style.

Song Qingyi himself is the eldest son, and he has no resistance to the rules of the eldest son insisted on by the family, even if he loved his younger sister deeply in the previous life, after marrying Qi Runyun, he still followed the rules and rested at Qi Runyun at the beginning of each month, until it was confirmed that the eldest son was in Qi Runyun's belly. What's more, in this life, he was not ready to really marry that woman at all. Especially knowing what the consequences of his persistence will be, he will naturally not be like in his previous life.

"Yes, father." Let herself make a faintly happy expression, Song Qingyi understands that the play still has to be a full set.

Seeing that his son responded to his words and did not object, Master Song nodded with satisfaction, "Then from tomorrow onwards, don't go out and run around, follow me to my own glass factory to have a look." "The son-in-law of the Song family has always been exposed to the skills of making utensils when he is young, and when he reaches adulthood, he should understand the complete set of crafting techniques of the Song family, and then learn to manage a crafting workshop. Because Song Qingyi was not interested in making utensils before, he spent more days in the academy than at home, and Master Song didn't think about forcing him to take over the family business early, so he didn't think that he would almost destroy his relatives. Although the Song family sometimes inevitably oppresses people because of the strange way of marrying the eldest son, it is also very insistent on the rules of the eldest son's wife, just like Qi Runyun, because the eight characters of the birthday are suitable as the wife of Song Qingyi, she has been brought to the Song family since she was ten years old, and has been educated by the eldest daughter-in-law of the Song family, and has been in the Song family's Xi Liyuan for fifteen years. What's the use?

"Got it, father." Still listening carefully, Song Qingyi does not reject his father's future study arrangements for him, he now understands that a person cannot be endlessly free in his life, people must always learn to be responsible, learn to grow up, in the last life he was under the protection of his parents, just live his own free life, unscrupulous, and finally get a result, harm himself and others. So in this life, he will pick up the mundane things he doesn't like, and seriously pick up the responsibilities he should have done.

Seeing that his father had finished speaking and waved him to leave, Song Qingyi thought about it and asked, "Father, can you give me some relevant books?" "This is also no way, at the beginning of his last life, he was not interested in Liuli, and then the family property was taken away without a chance, he had almost no good contact with the formal theory of the ancestral skills of the family, he only knew where the most important techniques and crafts of the ancestral skills of the family were recorded, and where to save zài, but those things are not what he can contact now, and even if he touches it, it is useless. He now needed something more introductory, simple but systematic.

Master Song was slightly stunned when he heard this, and his sister-in-law's calm and quiet meeting today had already surprised him, after all, before yesterday, the father and son were still fighting for the marriage they just said, but he didn't expect that it was just a night in a cave room, this child seemed to have transformed, and he was not impatient about marriage, and now he asked him to ask for a skill book that he had not been interested in before.

Master Song's stunned expression was just for a moment, no matter what changes his son had, it was always good to be willing to let go of the family's affairs, and immediately nodded and said, "I'll let Yu Nan send it over to you in a while." ”

Uncle Nan's surname is Yu, and as Master Song's personal entourage, there is no one else who can call this full name except Master Song. Song Qingyi, who had been separated from this point in time for a long time, almost didn't react to who this person was.

After talking to his father, Song Qingyi's tumbling feelings in his heart had calmed down. Walking out of the study, the heaviness of his heart dissipated a little, if he didn't take the initiative to marry that woman in this life, he would see what kind of means those two adulterers and adulteresses would use to stir up his life.

Now that there is still half a year left before the disaster in his previous life, Song Qingyi knows that what he has to do now is to familiarize himself with the relevant knowledge of glaze skills, pass the assessment of his father, and let himself really get started in the practice of the family, only in this way can he take a good look at the methods of those enemies, and then return them one by one!

When he returned to his yard, Qi Runyun really hadn't gotten up yet, Song Qingyi went to take a look, and saw that the man's face was still a little pale, sleeping on the bed covered with mandarin duck quilts, looking extremely thin and fragile.

Song Qingyi frowned, how could this person look so weak, he didn't seem to have heard of any deficiencies in his body in his previous life, but after thinking about it carefully, he didn't think of any detailed things about this person, the only thing that was deep in his heart was the tragic appearance of the cave room and this person before he died, and the one in the middle seemed to be blank, and sure enough, he was confused by that woman at that time, and he ignored his wife to such a point, it was really damned!

Gently straightening the corners of the quilt, Song Qingyi exited the bedroom, and saw his little servant Liuguang standing in the courtyard waiting for him, and hurriedly stepped forward as soon as he met his gaze, "Young master, Uncle Nan sent someone to send a box of books, and the small one asked them to send the study." Because of his order not to disturb Qi Runyun's rest before leaving, Liuguang's voice in front of the door was specially suppressed.

Song Qingyi knew that the books he and his father had asked for had been delivered, so he nodded and went to the study.

Seeing the box in Liuguang's mouth, Song Qingyi knew why the strange look on his little girl's face was when he spoke.

Because the box is so big, it's no longer within the scope of the bookbox.