Jin asked his son, as the saying goes, there is nothing to do, and it is either a traitor or a thief, and the two of them don't have much to do with each other, how can someone give them these things?

"Mother, what are you talking nonsense?"

Song Mingjiang's handsome face was red, and even his earlobes were red.

"Don't be shy, a good man, don't squirm like a girl."

Jin glanced at his son, "This man should be married, and the woman should be married, your age is not young, although your father is gone, but our Song family has also been a champion before, and it is not lower than the threshold of their Patriotic Mansion." ”

"If you are really interested in the girl of the Shen family, my mother will beg your aunt to go and let her call the shots for you."

"Mother, there is really no such thing," Song Mingjiang wanted to explain, but he felt that his explanation was weak, looking at his mother's unbelieving appearance, Song Mingjiang knew that he really jumped into the Yellow River and couldn't wash it away, so the best explanation is not to say much, otherwise, I am afraid that I will really be misunderstood.

Jin didn't think about calming things down, the words were all here, if she didn't make it clear, she was afraid that she wouldn't be able to eat or sleep.

"Jiang'er, I think the big girl of the Shen family is good."

"Big girl?"

Song Mingjiang was stunned for a moment, "Mother is talking about Sister Qingrong?" ”

He has a good relationship with Shen Wenhao, and naturally the two sisters of his family are also called like this.

"Yes, it's that one," Jin sat up straight, "I think that kid looks good, and his figure is also good," I don't think any mother-in-law would not like a girl like Shen Qingrong, although there is no dowry, but they don't need too much dowry, as long as it's about the same, no matter how the Weiguo Mansion is, it is impossible to wronged her eldest daughter, and no matter how she doesn't have a dowry, in fact, she feels that it is not credible.

And that Shen Qingrong is indeed a good candidate, especially the figure is really very in her eyes, and she has good embroidery skills, no matter how much she is better than the young lady who plays the piano and dances.

Her sons naturally want to marry girls from the family, but the average girl of the family, she really can't look down on it, and among so many women from the family, she just looks down on Shen Qingrong, the threshold is too high, she is afraid that she can't shake it, it's too low, and she can't look down on it, so this Shen Qingrong is suitable for their Song family, and her temperament is not as flamboyant as that, thinking about it, she is also an obedient and easy to handle.

"Mother......" Song Mingdong hurriedly shouted Jin.

"Don't call me mother, just look at that girl."

Kim really said that the wind is the rain, and when the weather is better, I will go to find your aunt.

Song Mingjiang hurriedly glanced at the girls and mothers-in-law beside him, and several girls and mothers-in-law also retreated, and when there were only their mother and son in the house.

Song Mingjiang said to his mother seriously.

"Mother, you must not mention this matter in front of my aunt."

"Why?" Jin was unhappy, "This is your family matter, it's a big deal, how can it not be in the premise of your aunt, although she is not your aunt, but you also called her aunt." ”

"Mother.......

Song Mingjiang shouted his mother again, but he was helpless, and then he whispered to the Jin family.

"Mother, Qingrong sister Miaoke is set by my aunt for my cousin, the two families have exchanged tokens, just wait for Qingrong sister and Xu, this is the door-to-door marriage, not many people know about this matter, mother, you can't tell others."

When Kim heard this, the whole person was uncomfortable.

The person she fancies, Princess Jun, also takes a fancy to it, and she naturally doesn't dare to rob Princess Jun.

Forget it, she thought about it, anyway, her son is still young, and she is not in a hurry for the past two years, until after her son is on the throne list of high school, there is no good girl to be her daughter-in-law.

"Jiang'er, my mother will find you a better one in the future."

The Jin family has given a look back to his son, whether it is the future or family affairs, their family is such an only son, naturally, she has to look at each other well, those who are not good, and those who have bad character do not want to marry into the door of her Song family.

Kim thinks about it in his heart from time to time, and of course he holds his son in the palm of his hand all his life.

The snow outside is still falling, every day, if there is good charcoal, good clothes, this weather is just like this, for this rich family, this snow is actually the condiment in their lives, you can also have snowball fights, and then build snowmen and the like, some idle girls, and then hold what to listen to the snow and watch the wind.

But for the poor, such snow is really a catastrophe.

At the beginning, everyone may have a mentality that it doesn't matter, after all, it was not that there was no such a big snow in previous years, but gradually the snow has not stopped, and after a month, the snow is getting thicker and thicker, and the weather is getting colder.

The Weiguo Mansion has never lacked charcoal, Shen Qingci asked the housekeeper to collect at least the most 10,000 catties of charcoal, these charcoals, carts by cart are sent to King Jun's Mansion, and the three county lords of King Jun, Yi Cheng's family will also send some.

And no matter how much charcoal you prepare, at this time, it is rapidly decreasing, but no matter what, you can survive this winter.

The nobles in Beijing are still like this, there is no need to mention some general eunuchs, the shops on the street are slowly closing, and the doors are opened every day, if there are so many households, a pinxiang is open every day, and charcoal has been burning inside, so that the people who go in will not be cold, and the business is more or more or has some impact, but it is not big, this month, it is still more than 100,000 taels into the account, after all, the people who come to buy spices are not rich in Beijing, and moreover, a pinxiang has resumed the habit of opening the door for half a day, So no matter how heavy the snow is, you will still buy what you want to buy.

And I don't know if it's a letter, after the benzoin is lit, I can't smell the smell of inferior charcoal, so how to sell other incense in the past few days is not to mention, but benzoin is about to run out of stock.

Mama He walked over, and then draped it on Shen Qingci's body, "What is my sister doing standing again, be careful that it freezes." ”

"Don't worry, I'll pay attention," Shen Qingci touched his face, and the temperature on his face was also warm, and he was frozen at all.