"Mother, why are you crying? Who bullied you! It's the other way around! The little girl raised her head and found Mrs. Song's golden bean, and she screamed. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Mrs. Song caressed her head lovingly, stopped sobbing and said softly, "No one bullied me. I just said something to your eldest sister, and I was a little excited. What are you doing? It's all in a hurry, and I don't look like everyone's girlfriends! Mrs. Song came back to her senses, frowned and pulled her little daughter's slightly wrinkled dress.

Song Dongniang pouted and complained: "Mother, you haven't seen Song Xianiang's new clothes, but they are beautiful, and they are not the materials you picked when you made spring clothes before!" It must have been their mother and son who privately asked their father to get new fabrics. Mother, she's just a concubine, how can she climb on my head! That material is the latest satin, and this Yuncheng is the first she to wear it! If you are seen by others, you must not laugh at me! ”

The second and fourth ladies of the Song family are known to be dealt with, Song Xia Niang is a concubine, with a gorgeous appearance and a graceful posture, on the other hand, Song Dongniang, who came out, has a round face, a short and fat figure, and a childish body. In terms of appearance, the two are not at the same level at all. But Song Dongniang likes to compare with Song Xianiang, and her clothes and jewelry have to overpower her. However, Xia Niang's mouth is sweet, and she has always made Master Song happy, Song Dongniang really didn't rely on the identity of the concubine to get more benefits, in this regard, Song Dongniang was angry, and the concubine was always on her lips.

Mrs. Song nodded her head, as if she was angry, and said: "Xia Niang is your second sister, no matter how big or small, she calls her name directly, which is really a joke for others!" ”

"What a second sister, it's just that my aunt gave birth to it! My sister has only one. Song Dongniang said and glanced at Song Chunniang.

"Nonsense! My aunt gave birth to your father's child, why isn't it your sister! If you are so unruly, I will punish you carefully! ”

Song Dongniang was not happy, her small mouth was pursed higher, and her eyes were moist, "I have no rules, so Song Xianiang makes so many clothes in a quarter and wears them every day, so there are rules?" Mother, why don't you hurt me, but help her speak? ……”

Mrs. Song was troubled, but when she heard that her daughter was so well dressed, and looking at her little daughter's pitiful crying appearance, she was distressed and hated that iron could not be made of steel.

Song Chunniang sat aside, with Mrs. Song's chattering and Song Dongniang's natural coquettish retort in front of her, and she couldn't help but feel a little lost.

This is the real mother and daughter. It doesn't seem to be cautious about treating himself, there is pity and scolding, and the subconscious discipline and intimacy from the bottom of his heart seem to have not been reflected in himself.

Song Chunniang was gloomy, feeling like a third party, unable to blend into other people's mother-daughter love. Since he couldn't plug it in, and he didn't want to look stupid like a fool, he stood up and prepared to leave.

After finishing Song Dongniang, she began to complain about how much money Song Xianiang spent in January, Song Chunniang remembered the decision she made in Buzhuang like a flint, and felt that it was necessary to inform Mrs. Song, so she opened her mouth and said: "Mother, just now I saw the second sister in Buzhuang privately take the fabric, the amount is not small, I think it is not appropriate to withdraw the fabric in such a private way in terms of rules, so I asked the shopkeeper Zhang to make an IOU, and go back to withdraw it from the tent, as if it was deducted from her monthly routine." ”

When Song Dongniang heard this, the rain suddenly cleared, and she was so excited that she broke free from Mrs. Song's arms and jumped onto her eldest sister, and came to a deep bear hug: "Eldest sister, I know that you are the best!" With you here, look at that Song Xia Niang can still be arrogant! ”

Song Chunniang was not used to intimate contact with people, so she was so frightened that she hurriedly broke free from Dong Niang, "I'm also on business." ”

The eldest daughter let out a sigh, and Mrs. Song was also secretly happy, but her face was still tight: "Will your father disagree with this?" ”

"It's the rule, I'll tell my father."

With this sentence, Mrs. Song was completely relieved, "You have always been thoughtful, I can rest assured." ”

After Song Dongniang was pushed away by Song Chunniang, she hugged Mrs. Song back and yelled.

Song Chunniang somehow felt better. It seems that happiness is contagious......

However, Xia Xiaoyou probably won't be happy, and she will have to deal with her again.

Sure enough, early the next morning, Song Chunniang was still drinking porridge and eating steamed buns, and Song Xianiang came to Xingshi to ask for guilt.

"Oh, what time is this, the eldest sister is still eating breakfast. Also, you only take care of the affairs of the cloth village every day, and the morning and dusk at home are exempted, so it is no wonder that you are so free, and you can eat breakfast whenever you want. Song Xianiang twisted her small waist and wore a plain cotton dress, which was contrary to the previous showmanship. It's a pity, no matter how much the jinghai cloth skirt can't hide the demonic ye, the buttocks twisted, with an orchid finger, coupled with Gu Pan's lingering eyes, the sound of snorting makes people's bones crispy.

However, Song Chunniang had long been accustomed to Xia Xiaoyou's charm, so she was unmoved at all, and continued to eat breakfast without raising her head.

Song Xianiang was not embarrassed to be left out in the cold, she circled around the dining table and sighed: "Fresh crab meat buns, pearl rice and jade porridge, cold fungus, bamboo shoots and tofu shreds, and golden cakes, it's really a lot." The breakfast I had at my grandmother's, along with my mother, my aunt and my two younger sisters, were just two more dishes than my sister's. Sure enough, the person in charge is privileged. ”

Song Chunniang swallowed the food in her mouth, gently put down her chopsticks, and then raised her head slowly, "What?" Staying at home eating and drinking for nothing, and picking and choosing? ”

The content of the words is full of irony, which is not at all like Song Chunniang's indifferent and breezy style.

Song Xianiang smiled coquettishly and found a seat opposite to sit down, "Sister, what she said is serious, except for you in this family, who is not staying in the inner house?" If it is according to my sister's words, then wouldn't the ancestors, my wife and my sisters all eat and drink for nothing? ”

Xu consciously grabbed the handle, Xia Xiaoyou was triumphant, holding a cheek raiser, and smiling beautifully.

Xia Xiaoyou is Xia Xiaoyou, although she is sharp-toothed, she will only be hypocritical in and out of words, you must know that the things that women in the house value and are afraid of, put it here in Song Chunniang and completely disdain. For example, the extreme importance of the old ancestor Jiang family, the former head of the house.

"They do eat and drink for nothing, but they are very self-aware and don't pick and choose, just by virtue of this, the second sister should review and review herself. Otherwise, when it was passed out, I thought that my granddaughter was more particular than my grandmother. ”

Song Xianiang was choked, but she couldn't refute it. You know, the most important thing for a girl who has not been out of the cabinet is reputation. I can't compare to Song Chunniang, I am famous outside, and my reputation is not something that can be destroyed by gossip in the inner house. Song Xianiang was clear in her heart, she didn't take advantage of this little bit of cheapness and didn't love war, she put away her charming smile and asked: "I know you don't like me, and I don't force our sisterhood to be stronger than Jin." However, the withdrawal of cloth in the cloth village was approved by my father, so why do you have to dismantle my platform and make a moth that deducts the month? What's in it for you if you don't save me face at all? ”

"It's not a matter of face, and it's not a matter of what my father promised. The cloth village has the rules of the cloth village, and even the family should abide by it. Otherwise, if the upper beam is not correct and the lower beam is crooked, what will we do to discipline the subordinates of Buzhuang? ”

Song Xianiang laughed as if she had heard some joke, "Sister is really dedicated, so for the sake of the family's business, don't you think it's making wedding dresses for others?" Anyway, you're going to get married, so why work so hard? ”

Song Chunniang was cold, why is this topic again!

"My surname is Song, how can others say it?"

"Yes, yes, you are noble, you are wise, you are capable. The whole family is proud of you. Song Xianiang began to laugh again, and the charming look was somehow particularly dazzling. It's just that you're really happy to do these things? I don't think it looks like much. I advise you, don't keep being aggrieved, be careful to get sick. ”

Song Chunniang was unhappy when she looked at the smile on Xia Xiaoyou's face, since she was a child, this sister has always been able to easily provoke her temper, she is really annoying like a goblin.

"What? I'm not happy to be hit? Song Xianiang snorted, "That's what it looks like, you look a little human, and you usually pretend to be so innocent." ”

Song Chunniang decided to ignore this goblin, saving herself from adding blockage, stood up and said: "You can think whatever you like, just advise you, don't always play tricks with a little cleverness." Your own family let you, if you leave the Song family, you don't know how to suffer. I will tell my father about the cloth village. Don't worry, I won't say a word less, and I won't make myself sick. After saying that, he brushed his sleeves and left.

Song Xianiang looked at Song Chunniang's back and stomped her feet angrily, "Okay, you Song Chunniang, you really have a fight with me." ”