The aristocratic surname likes to gather surnames and live, and the Song family is a big surname in the north, and it is the first surname in Mocheng. Given the custom of not separating branches, it makes sense to occupy so much land.

When the carriage slowly drove into the main gate of the Song Mansion, as many small servants shouted "the three young men of Dongjie bring their families back to the house", and dispersed in all directions, the carriage kept going east along the avenue in the door for a moment, until the carriage ran away again, and then stopped in front of a gate located in the easternmost part of the mansion, and the sound of boiling came from outside the car.

"Respectfully ask the three young people to get off the ......"

"Respectfully invite Young Master Sun and Miss Sun to get off the car......" The girl was busy asking Song Han to get out of the car, and outside the car where the Song sisters and brothers were riding, there was also the girl who stepped forward to respectfully ask the two of them to get off.

When Song Rumu, who had already cleaned up, was worried in her heart, she did not forget to help Song Nianzhi tidy up her clothes. After reaching out and touching Song Nianzhi's little hand, which was a little cold due to nervousness, Song Rumuqiang smiled and said: "Don't worry about Nianzhi, as long as you remember to behave well after getting out of the car, talk less and listen more, and don't bother your father." ”

"Well......" was specially instructed by his sister Song Rumu, and Lu Yixuan secretly kicked two feet behind him at this time, Song Nianzhi also puffed up his chest when his little face was slightly red, and held his sister's hand that was also a little cold, and when he realized that his sister also had a lot of worries like him, Song Nianzhi smiled with a big smile: "Sister, don't worry, Nianzhi won't get into trouble."

From the milk doll who could only be coquettish back then, to the yellow-haired boy who often comforts her in turn, Song Rumu, who has witnessed all the growth and changes of Song Nianzhi, the panic in her heart seems to have been turned into a pool of spring water by this kind of emotion, soft and clear.

The change of mood made Song Rumuzhu's round and jade little face smile sincerely, and there was appreciation and relief in that shallow smile, and more of the happiness brought by the tacit understanding between the two sisters and brothers.

"Brother Xuan, please get out of the car first, our sister and brother will follow", Song Rumu, who was no longer nervous, remembered Lu Yixuan's noble status and Mrs. Song's stammering with Lu Yixuan, so he said to Lu Yixuan, who was full of curiosity outside.

"Poof...... What kind of reason is this? I am a guest, and you are the master. You go down first, I follow", Song Rumu accepted Lu Yixuan's humility with a smile. In fact, she just wanted to see Lu Yixuan's changes after seeing Song Nianzhi's many changes.

With the support of the girl. The Song sisters and brothers stepped on the stool and slowly got out of the car, followed by Lu Yixuan, who waved his hand and refused the girl's support, and abandoned the stool and jumped to the ground as soon as the cloak was swinged.

"Hey...... In this way, we will not distinguish between before and after, and we will not be in vain Mu'er's heart, and there will be thoughts. Lu Yixuan, who stepped on the ground at the same time as the Song sisters and brothers, in no particular order. Standing in the snow, ignoring the girl who stepped forward to hold an umbrella for her to avoid the snow, she whispered to the Song sisters and brothers with her eyebrows.

Song Rumu, who was holding the girl under the umbrella with her eyes, heard this, and the silver tooth smiled secretly at the touch. Song Nianzhi, who had been told by Song Rumu before, stumbled with his shoulders trembling slightly.

"Niece, nephew, come and see your great uncle." Song Hao, who had already gotten off the car with Song Han, saw Song Han and his eldest brother Song Zhi standing in the gatehouse and said politely, so he beckoned to the Song sisters and brothers who were standing by the carriage and watching.

When he came to the eldest uncle Song Zhi, he naturally inevitably bowed down. In the middle of the comings and goings, the girl in the backyard came out of the gate. Song Zhi, who was standing in front of the door and talking, saluted and said, "The eldest young master, the lord and the lady let the slave and maid come to take a look, why hasn't the third young master been admitted to the hospital yet?" ”。

"Haha...... When he went back, he said that the man would arrive soon. After sending the girl away, Song Zhi turned around and picked up his nephew Song Nianzhi, and smiled at Song Han: "It seems that my father and mother can't wait, hurry up and ......."

Song Han, who had already endured patience for a long time, was overjoyed, so he naturally hurriedly took his daughter Song Rumu and student Lu Yixuan and followed into the courtyard gate.

Different from the exquisiteness of the green water surrounding the door of the house under the eaves of the small bridge in the south of the Yangtze River, the northern houses are mostly simple, and the style of opening up and being wide and simple is large. But it is incomparable to the compact pattern of Jiangnan.

After walking along the open atrium for a long time, passing through several courtyards that resembled gardens, when I came to the only small building in the courtyard, I saw the girl who was already waiting in front of the door. Lifting the curtain and reporting inside the door: "The guest has arrived." ”

"Presumptuous...... I haven't seen the third young master and haven't heard of it, but what can you say? Do you have to take a board to remember how to speak? After a low scolding voice came from inside the curtain, it sounded again: "Master and Mrs. are overjoyed, the third young master has arrived with Young Master Sun and Miss." ”

The servants outside the house and inside the house all exploded, and many servants and girls who had never seen this third young master followed several other little masters. Hide in the shadows and peek out.

"Unfilial son Song Han and a pair of children knelt down to ask their parents for forgiveness!" On the snow in front of the door, Song Han didn't care about everyone's wait-and-see, and only cared about his parents in the door. Seeing that there was no summons in the house for a long time, regardless of the obstruction of the two brothers, Song Han threw his cloak back, pulled a pair of children around him and knelt down.

"Hurry, hurry...... It's snowing outside, so hurry up and let my third son and my precious grandson and granddaughter hurry into the house. The old lady Song in the house couldn't wait to say.

"Ahem...... Mrs. should be self-respecting, the third child has not returned home to visit his parents for many years, it is really a great unfilial act, thinking that he is an official outside, and he can't help himself, and let him cool off for a while outside before he can talk about the past. As soon as Mrs. Song finished speaking, an old voice said slowly.

Mrs. Song, who has seen a pair of grandchildren, in addition to the non-trivial thoughts about her grandson and granddaughter, really regrets a pair of children and grandchildren in her heart, which is not as good as Master Song who has never met. Seeing that his master suddenly lost his temper, he hurriedly said: "Master, how can you be ruthless?" San'er is already a weak scholar, and he has been drinking a lot in the past few years, so how can he stand the cold outside. Besides, you just don't miss San'er, how can you give up ...... pair of delicate grandchildren."

Song Zhi and Song Hao's daughter-in-law next to him received the urging eyes of her mother-in-law, and she also hurriedly stepped forward to persuade: "Father-in-law, the third brother is a person who has become a big official after all, and he is kneeling outside in such ice and snow, so that others are afraid that they will gossip." ”

"Hmph...... What do you know? I just want to show those people who looked down on us in the past, no matter how big an official my three sons are, they have to kneel down like an old man when they get home. Do they have such sons? Master Song, who was sitting in the main seat in only a thin robe, twisted his beard proudly, as if he didn't expect that there were snowflakes larger than goose feathers floating outside.

"Alas~ You, everything is good, but this grudge is really bad." Mrs. Song listened to her husband's words, so she had no choice but to turn around and ask the fourth aunt beside her to hurry up and take a look.

The goose feathers and snow flying in the sky blurred all the vision, and also dimmed all the people and scenes, but it could not erase the big and two small figures kneeling in front of the door. The faces of the three people under the umbrella were solemn, without a trace of complaint, and they refused to get up no matter how persuaded by the Song brothers.

And Song Rumu, who was kneeling with Song Han, felt a burst of cool air coming from under her knees, so cold that she couldn't help but shiver several times, and even made her worry about Song Han who was recovering from a serious illness. She couldn't figure out why Song Han couldn't kneel, and she didn't understand why the old couple in the house wanted to treat the father and daughter like this.

The fourth aunt, who received the order of Mrs. Song, came out and saw this situation, and immediately began to count the girls who were waiting, and said sharply, "I don't even know how to pad the three masters, where are your usual cleverness?" Don't hurry up and wait for the ......", so the people who were secretly watching hurriedly took the thick mats prepared in advance, and prepared to serve the three people kneeling in the snow to use.

"Big brother, what's wrong with Dad? When the third brother came back, he was the happiest one, why do he do it now? The only thing that knew that on the way back, Song Hao, who had been seriously ill with both Song Han's father and daughter, couldn't help but stomp his feet and hate.

"Alas~ It's not for that little face......" Song Zhi, who knew Master Song best, said after a deep sigh.

"No, I'll have to talk to my dad. On the way back, the third brother and niece were seriously ill, and kneeling like this would kill them. The words of the eldest brother Song Zhi made Song Hao suddenly realize, and he secretly hated to hurt people.

Song Hao lifted the curtain and entered without even beating the snowflakes off his shoulders, and a small guy in the room pulled his throat and shouted: "The master's house on South Street, North Street, and West Street is ......."

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