"The eldest son of our family is already so difficult, if the old lady leaves, leaving the eldest son alone to face all this, I am afraid that even three meals a day will not be settled, how can it be good?"

The mother-in-law said, as if she was going to be moved to cry by her own words, she couldn't help wiping her tears, and she also revealed her true feelings.

And I have to say that this mother-in-law also poked into Qian's heart.

Qian can go back, she can go back desperately, but she can't ignore her son, she has always had high expectations for this son, of course, she has always been an old lady, no one in this world can bury her son.

Of course, she never thought that the women in this house, which one would be good to her, they were all brainless things, and she knew how to compete for favor on weekdays, and she didn't know how to take care of her son's daily life.

And indeed, she can't go back to Beijing, if she does, then what will she do if she has no one to take care of her in the future? If you are hungry, how will you receive the Song family in the future.

Xie Shi, who was outside, couldn't help but pout.

Yes, Song Mingjiang's body is not a hearty person, this is all for him to find seven women, but there is still no heart, so continue to look for it, she has to see, in the heart of this old thing, what is called a hearty person?

Isn't she the one who cares?

If this is the case, then what kind of relationship should you give your son to be, just keep it with your own son.

She despised it in her heart, but she couldn't show it on her face, so she could only endure it alive, and the other concubines naturally had a bad face, and they were thinking about it in their hearts.

This old lady Song is referring to Sang scolding Huai and talking about them.

Of course, the crime of Song Mingjiang's demotion was also imposed on them.

But what does all this have to do with them? Each of them was found by the Qian family, and now that something has happened, they are blaming innocent people for the matter, and only an old thing like the Qian family can do it.

Old Madam Song sat outside for a while, but every time she thought of her son, she couldn't help but feel distressed, and she was even more distressed when she saw the bunch of women in front of her, especially Xie and her ugly daughter, if it weren't for Song Mingjiang who cared so much about the daughter born to Xie, she would have kicked out Xie's mourning star a long time ago.

The more Qian looked at these people, the more uncomfortable his heart became

Deliberately trying to make these women uncomfortable is also to avoid losing her own eyes.

Someone is cleaning inside and outside the house.

But Mrs. Song is still uncomfortable, especially in such a dilapidated place, is this still the county government, or the place where the county officials live, and the place where the county master lives, can it be worse?

Yes, the place where the county master lives must not be bad, but it is also necessary to see who has lived here

Xie Yougui is the kind of house that can be done, and the silver he is greedy for is well hidden, anyway, there will never be any money spent in a place like the house.

And he never thought that he would be a county official in such a small Ning County for a lifetime, as long as he praised enough money, and then combed it well, he could be transferred to another place for promotion.

Since it is impossible to be a county official for a lifetime, what are you doing with these things? He didn't want to spend his own money, but in the end, it was all cheaper, so what this house looked like when he came, it was still the same after he left.

And that's it.

The previous county magistrate, left for the next one, is also such a half-new courtyard.

For those who are used to living in a big house in Beijing, this place is indeed too simple.

Song Mingjiang pushed open the door of the study, and when he saw the table inside, he really didn't feel very good.

Lord Yushi is very smart, the silver has been collected, the case has been handled, and he has also been added to the rank of knight, but there is nothing here, so the emperor really gave him a rather big hot potato, one is not good, not to mention the black gauze hat on the head, it may be difficult to protect his life.

He walked over, also put his hand on the table, and wiped it lightly, and it turned out to be a scratch on the table.

It's been a long time since anyone has been here, right?

He bent down and blew on the table, blowing up some of the dust on the table, which was the only way for people to come in and clean it, and then put the books he had brought with him on the shelves.

Song Mingjiang remembered when he was the top student in high school, and at that time everyone would say that his future was limitless.

He has real talents, and he is also backed by Jun Wangfu, no matter what, Jun Wangfu will also support him, and then his official road will be smooth.

But now, he knows that the so-called steady progress also requires a certain amount of connections and luck.

Tanhua who took the same examination with him also has a list, one entered the Hanlin Academy, and the other was promoted to the Ministry of Internal Affairs, and now they are all important ministers in the court, and they are also quite trusted by the emperor.

But what about him? But in such a little-known place, he became a seven-grade county official.

Come to think of it, it's really ridiculous.

But if it's ridiculous, then why, he can't laugh, yes, he can't laugh, he can't laugh, and all he can laugh is his own tears.

Is this retribution, or what?

Even he himself doesn't know.

He turned around and saw a little girl of four or five years old standing at the door, the little girl was simple and honest, not delicate, her eyebrows were very sparse, her eyes were not small, but her nose was a little too long.

This kind of appearance will not be too good-looking on anyone's body, but growing on a child's body can also be a little cute.

Song Mingjiang hurriedly stretched out his hand to the little girl.

"Eldest sister, come to my father's place, and my father will teach you how to learn words."

After Song Mingjiang finished speaking, the little girl hurriedly ran over, and also stretched out her little arm for her father to hug.

The child's mind is the most sensitive, who is sincere or false to him, whether he likes it or hates it, her heart is clear.

And this child's favorite person is this father, and what she is most afraid of is Qian's grandmother.

Song Mingjiang hugged his daughter, and also let her sit on his lap, and then let her hold a pen and write one stroke at a time.

He was very satisfied with the words written by the young girl, although they were a little childish, but they could also be said to be neatly written.

And for a young man who is only four or five years old on the right, such a word can be said to be precious.

Song Mingjiang touched his daughter's little head, and then praised her, finally there is something that can make his master feel more comfortable, although his daughter is not as good as others, but this handwriting is not bad.

"You're like a father."

Song Mingjiang pinched his daughter's little face.