Song Fusheng looked even more leaky, "I'll be here today first, and we'll discuss it tomorrow." ”

All the officials immediately stood up and saluted the prefect.

Master Qin hurriedly followed behind Song Fusheng and glanced at the other two clerks.

Let one pack up the papers.

Another don't forget to help the prefect change his clothes.

And he himself walked out of the council hall quickly, beckoned the coachman, and asked the coachman to drive the car to the instrument gate.

After a while, Song Fusheng was dressed in regular clothes, walked over in a hurry, and got into the carriage.

In the past two days, Master Qin has re-touched the adult's timetable, and found that as long as the adult arrives at this hour, no matter how busy he is with the matter at hand, he must first push it off and go to Yan's mansion to pick up his daughter in person.

"Dad, why are you here again? Aren't you busy? ”

Song Fusheng smiled and said, "What kind of attitude do you have, is it not good for me to come?" ”

After speaking, he took his daughter's schoolbag and asked his daughter to get in the car first.

In the past two days, Poria didn't have a chance to ride in her own carriage, but took her father's car.

Go, dad sends, returns, dad picks up, on the way to take a look at the heart, dad accompanied to see grandma.

When the father and daughter returned home, the door opened and they smelled the smell of boiled fish in the yard.

Song Fusheng and Grandpa Song washed their hands while talking, and patted their daughter on the back: "Go and change into comfortable clothes, let's have dinner." ”

Qian Peiying stood in front of the hall door, silently observing.

In the past two days, Lao Song didn't even give her a good face in private, nor did he talk to her, so he pretended to be busy. When he went to his daughter, he smiled like a flower.

That night, after Qian Peiying took a shower, she went to the study with her hair on.

"Still writing."

"Well, what's wrong with you?"

"I said Lao Song, what do you mean? I'll tell you, do it lightly.

It's two days, I can put up with you for two days, and it's impossible to have one more day.

What the hell are you thinking, don't mention it? What's the matter, your daughter won't marry for the rest of her life? Who are you throwing your face at and getting angry? ”

Song Fusheng put the brush on the pen holder, looked up and said:

"I should ask you what do you mean. What's the matter, you have a crush on him? Who said he was as weak as a chick. ”

Qian Peiying was able to speak when she saw this.

To be honest, Lao Song pulled her face, and she was a little afraid to move forward, so she gave these two days a buffer time.

Hearing this, he whispered:

"Then what do you say, there is no free love here, and I can't even see a foreign man, and my parents are up to me.

I used to joke that I was looking for a son-in-law, but that was just a joke, if you really do that, you have to pay attention to our children outside.

And we don't mean that we will decide on the daughter, we must reach an agreement first, and then we can proceed to the next step.

If you don't have any rules, look for opportunities to let your daughter get in touch, talk to your children, and ask your daughter's opinion.

In the end, she disagreed, in fact, she still had to look at it herself.

But, before that, Old Song, you have to understand, no matter where you are, we can't accompany Poria for a lifetime.

You can't say that you are reluctant, for fear that she will be wronged, and you will not be allowed to start a family if you feel that no one is worthy.

Having to let her start a family is the normal trajectory of life, right?

Don't you want grandchildren? ”

Song Fusheng didn't say anything, but his face was not good-looking.

Qian Peiying glanced at him and continued to whisper:

"I've been thinking about it for the past two days, Yang Mingyuan should be obedient, right? Don't dare to bully our daughter, her mother can't shake the wind and waves, what do you think?

As for his weakness like a chick, that's not what it used to be.

In the past, his family was in difficulty, even if we went to the capital, his family's conditions were much better and thinner.

Think about it, he has not had enough to eat for many years, and he can make up for it in three or two months after taking the exam.

You think it's different now, right? I can eat enough in Hanlin Academy, and I see that my body is thicker than the one we climbed in the capital. ”

Let's find a partner here, when Qian Peiying is a mother, when she arrives at the real chapter, Xiao Young is not in love, she attaches importance to a rare or not, she has to consider her physical condition first, in case she doesn't live long, throw it down to her daughter halfway, isn't it over.

"Hmph, my son-in-law of Song Fusheng, just look at whether he is strong or not? You're really good, there's out there. ”

Qian Peiying was speechless and didn't make any sense.

Yang Mingyuan is only left with a strong body, and there are no other advantages? Can't look at that handsome? You can look good when you have a grandson.

"Do you just look down on him, or no one else, you tell me the truth."

This time, Song Fusheng said a lot, stood up and looked at his daughter-in-law, as if looking at the class enemy:

"As soon as people say it, you will be tricked, and you never think about it, why should I marry my daughter to such a broken family? I'm embarrassed to come and mention it.

An oligo. Mother, when something happens, she will cry and chirp. A shrew-like sister-in-law, taking advantage of the lack of enough play, and becoming a family like that, there are too many bad things to do.

I still have to work hard to make my daughter live well, I can't afford to raise it? I can now let my daughter live a good life, every day! ”

Qian Peiying felt that this was too much, and discussed:

"Old Song, just the two of us, don't raise the bar like this.

That Yang Mingyuan likes our daughter, which shows that he has vision, and it is not something inferior to us.

Mother Yang, she doesn't want to be a widow either.

I read the pledge, and she wrote it very carefully, just like when I first learned to write.

Let's think about it, there are a few mothers-in-law who put down their faces and take the initiative to write a guarantee, as long as the woman marries, the son's family guarantees that it doesn't matter.

She is not bowing to us, so humble, but she is bowing to hope that her son can live a better life.

Let's go back to Mingyuan, his family conditions are indeed not as good as ours, so why don't you damn it? He is not lazy, but he works very hard, does not dare to make a mistake, and compares himself with himself, getting better day by day.

If you want to say that he is wrong, he is wrong in writing books, but he also confessed, and you listened.

I can feel that he thinks that we are like his elders, who can really say anything to us and forgive him for any mistakes. Maybe in his heart, he does regard the two of us as elders.

But in fact, we only thought he was a mutually beneficial friend, and we didn't take him seriously at all.

It's impossible to forgive him for everything, and he's not our child.

So, alas, if you don't match, you can't say you don't, there's no need to belittle.

Besides, that's not your true words, you scream and kill me.

If you really look down on him, you won't be friends with him, and you won't be considerate and helpful to him everywhere.

You, know better than anyone else, you have been here since then, as long as the young man is upright and admitted, the present does not mean the future. ”

After listening to this, Song Fusheng finally calmed down a lot.

It took a long time for him to say what was in his heart:

"You also said, treat him as a friend, and if you don't listen to him, you just think about it, ah? If your little girlfriend thinks about your son, even if they are not a few years old, look back, fuck, friends and daughters are together, it's fucking. What's more, I've been recovering from the past two days. ”

"What?" Qian Peiying was puzzled.

"I used it as a friend, but I had to call me uncle, ah, it turned out that they were all waiting for me here, and there was no good cake."

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