Early in the morning of the second day, Song Fuling wore a set of pink satin dresses, her long hair was half-tied at the top and draped below, holding a rice bowl, and took the initiative to sit next to her father.

"Hey, hey."

In this hehe, she was embarrassed to let her father break the bill, as soon as she looked up, several houses were gone, and she knew that her father would definitely be counted down by her mother.

Anyway, it's everything.

Song Fusheng put a chopstick dish in the Poria bowl, looked at his beautiful daughter sitting in front of him, and smiled back.

Just be happy.

In fact, according to him, it's all about it.

Spending five hundred taels did not achieve his expected results.

After all, there are no speakers here, no champagne corkages to celebrate, and there will be no incident in the theater, and there is no eyesight at all, and I don't know how to send a bouquet of flowers to his daughter. The audience should stand up and applaud his daughter, there is no gratitude at all, and the audience is rude.

Alas, in short, wronged, girls came to ancient times to suffer too much.

The daughter is a modern college student, a little girl who has just entered the society.

One often visits bookstores, drinks milk tea, runs and plays ball on the corridors of the college campus, buys beautiful clothes carefree, and often posts videos, Dad, which city am I playing.

As a result, I couldn't go anywhere here.

Let's be honest, there's nowhere to go, there's really nothing new.

Sitting in the carriage, you can finish walking around Huanglong Commercial Street without eating a handful of melon seeds.

And then I was afraid that I would be too provocative and gossip about him, so I was very sensible in everything I did, and I didn't need to ask him to accept it.

With this ancient girl's family, the farmer's family, opening and closing your mouth is a matter of life, and you can't talk together. It's the same as his family's current family, that's even more evil, at a young age, everyone is not ashamed, and they are busy getting married early, so the girl doesn't even have a friend on a common topic.

Qian Peiying couldn't stand it, and looked at the father and daughter who loved each other.

You don't need to ask, you know, look at the old Song's slimy expression, a chopstick and a chopstick to pick up vegetables for her daughter, it is not easy to make up for her daughter.

What's not easy?

Let's compare with whom.

Don't float in the sky, when will you say anything, we will be compared with the aborigines here in ancient times.

If you don't compare it to modern times, you're looking for something awkward.

If you compare it with the girls here, I have never seen someone as comfortable as her Poria.

The carriage was sitting, she was a girl's house, and she was swishing in her father's official car, and she could go wherever she wanted, and there was no such thing as grounding. There has never been a shortage of money.

Mrs. Liu said that everyone takes money on a monthly basis, and the clothes, shoes, socks and fabrics for the four seasons are added in a number, when will her girl be monthly?

Qian Peiying waved her ruby hand: "Don't clip it to her, that bowl will be sharp, you go to the front office after eating, don't be late." By the way, I forgot about it last night, you asked Master Qin to find me a carpenter. ”

"What are you looking for a carpenter?" Song Fusheng was puzzled.

Song Fuxi, who was on the other side of the table, also raised his head to look at the third brother and sister when he heard this.

Isn't he a carpenter? Although he is doing that set of work at the moment, he squeaks if there is any tinkering work at home, his own family.

Qian Peiying found that everyone was looking at her, so she specially reported to Mrs. Ma: "Mother, there are too many shoes and clothes for the fat girl." Especially the shoes, they are quite expensive. It just so happened that her house was big, unlike the maids and servants who lived in other houses, so I thought about packing out the room and giving her the whole cloakroom. ”

Mrs. Ma was puzzled at first, what is a cloakroom?

After listening to it, I said in my heart, I have long insight, and I have gained insight again. I've never heard of it before, and I have to put shoes, clothes, and jewelry for my granddaughter's shoes in a cabinet.

"Put me there and squeeze it, I don't know what the big cabinet given by the eldest princess is, it's all the rags I am reluctant to throw away, put it for her?"

Qian Peiying politely refused, it's not right, it's troublesome to change clothes, and it looks unruly, your cabinet, she should not use it as a junior.

Mrs. Ma didn't force it.

The third daughter-in-law is very stinky.

It's a lot of smell, okay, their family is just too unsophisticated.

San'er has been an official to this extent, and our family has that wonderful relationship with the Guogong Mansion.

The third daughter-in-law is the daughter of the fat girl, she can see clearly, the circle of the rich, if you don't pay much attention to it, it will be looked down upon.

Well, that's strange, it's so strange, the good quality of hard work and simplicity has become a bad thing at some point.

Of course, more importantly, the third daughter-in-law is also very exquisite, she has her son by her side, and she will give birth to a fat girl, and she will be able to recruit a richer golden beetle son-in-law in the future.

She doesn't talk about being too annoying.

Therefore, in the past two days, she has been taking out her energy to only return to her second daughter-in-law and put her with her.

The days have come to this, and he is still there to detain and search the province.

She is a mother-in-law, and sometimes she looks down on her. Don't be outside to hear that the salt is long and fried, is it a shame? You've got to keep up, don't you?

Otherwise, if the days go by, if the second child has any ideas, he thinks that his daughter-in-law is rough, that his daughter-in-law is calculating, that his daughter-in-law is not good-looking and embarrassing, etc., what can she do as a mother-in-law? Can you hold your head hard?

The other old ladies held their rice bowls and pondered: Oh, what kind of change of clothes is afraid of trouble, but there are all the bells and whistles, or the conditions at home. Indeed, they have, very much.

Song Fuxi stopped: "Brother and sister, what is that cabinet, I'll make it for my niece." ”

The Zhu family was immediately anxious, you go to the cabinet, then our family doesn't make money?

As a result, without waiting for Qian Peiying to refuse, Grandpa Song said:

"How much money do you earn a day, a bunch of work, and every day you delay, you will lose a day's silver. How many can you spend to find a carpenter to make a cabinet, such a big city, do you have to come? It's not a cabinet for marriage, and you need to be an uncle's personal watch. ”

The old man has a clear mirror in his heart, and the reason why our family can be so united is because of the separation of these little things. Lest there be a situation where someone complains behind his back, saying that he earns less money by helping to work, and doing anything else, he will do whatever he should do.

Don't underestimate these little things, it's easy to leave a gap for a little bit, and it's not interesting to get together.

Therefore, he has always grasped the measure.

I am also proud that I am still very useful when I am old, and I grasp it very well.

Fusheng said that the sea sails by the helmsman, and he is the chopper.

I thought that the matter of the cabinet was so decided, and it was not a big deal, otherwise Qian Peiying would not have said it casually.

Unexpectedly, Song Fusheng was energetic again: "That's it, don't worry, let's go together, I'll ask the painter to give another picture, and change the bed for my daughter." ”

He had heard that there was a kind of shelf bed in the lady's show, like a small room with a dressing room, which was equivalent to a small room in the house.

Lifting the curtain, entering the small room is the dressing table, and then the shelf bed, which is covered by a wooden shed, and it is very quiet.

At night, when it was warm, the girl lay down, read a book, combed her hair, and designated.

Everyone who is having breakfast, especially the ladies, don't mention the envy of listening to it.

Peach Blossom touched her pregnant belly, her sister is the first blessed person in her eyes, the third uncle and the third aunt don't know how to serve her sister, and add grandma. It's a little more stylish than the furniture she used for the two of them.

Mrs. Ma's eldest daughter-in-law, He Shi, stood up with a smile and took the fat girl's empty bowl to add rice.

While adding rice, he smiled and pondered:

According to the third brother, Da Lang's future daughter-in-law is also very favored in her mother's family.

In the future, daughters-in-law don't have to be like a fat girl, even if they can only catch up with half of the favor, when the in-laws designate anything, they will give Zhang Luo everything, I am afraid that the girl will be wronged, and the eldest man will follow to borrow light.

It just so happens that she and Da Lang's father are far away, and she really wants her in-laws to borrow more in the future, so that Da Lang's life can be easy.

Erya was about to be envious in her heart.

Not to mention the new furniture, just the previous one, she wanted to buy an oil bag, a bag for a girl's intimate clothes and socks to fold, with that, wouldn't it be more orderly to put it in the box?

The fat girl has it, and the third aunt bought it, and she saw it very rare.

Before I mentioned it to my mother, my mother pulled her ear and muttered a lot of words, saying that she would not be allowed to buy it, and the fat girl would use it for two days to ask for it, so let her wait, don't spend that unjust money, and wait to pick up the rest.

She really didn't want to pick it up.

She used to be able to pick up her sister's clothes and shoes, including clothes that her sister didn't like now, and she could open her mouth when she could. But I just don't want to pick up my sister's clothes and socks and the bag inexplicably.

It's just a bag.

She didn't know what was wrong with her that day, she hadn't been angry for a long time and cried and secretly wiped her tears, her hands trembled angrily, the cake flowers were crooked, and the blessings she wrote were wrong.

Granny glanced at the cake and at her.

sighed and said, what is more and what is less? Will it settle accounts?

Later, when asked the reason, the grandmother also said that she deserved it, saying:

"It's not that such a big girl has no money, her milk gives you a waist, she buys a carriage to sit with your sister, and she buys a fat girl for you, why can she be so unproductive? As soon as I got to your mother, I became a rat guts.

Besides, you can buy whatever you want with your private money, and report to her about it?

Look at that fat girl, she is smaller than you, but her idea is very right, she has always cut first and then played, how good it would be if you two were even.

Erya, your third uncle is the prefect, your grandmother and I are making money every day, the family you will marry in the future will not be bad, you don't need to calculate, listen to your mother. ”

Erya didn't talk back at the time, but what she thought in her heart was:

It is confident to cut first and then play, how much trouble my sister causes, and the third uncle and three aunts do not scold.

She has no confidence to make money by herself, because she is afraid that her mother's loud voice will shout in the backyard of the government.

finally changed places, unlike the villagers of Renjia Village who knew that she had been beaten before, and the face was lost, not to mention, I felt that no matter how many beautiful cakes I made, I couldn't get back the face I lost.

Right now, I'm really worried about Huanglong's peers here, and I know that she will be scolded when she's so old.

After all, she is a young lady, but she can't let people know, so she is afraid that spending money blindly will provoke Mao Niang and ask for instructions everywhere.

……

Song Fuling, who is highly envied, goes to Yan's Mansion with books every day with a smile.

Recently, there have been more legends about her.

This time, it's basically 99 percent envious. without adulteration with jealousy.

Not to mention, in ancient times, it had to be a spelling father.

Even Song Fuling had to admit that she was going to become a generation of math masters, but in everyone's ladies, she couldn't resist her father taking her out to play.

Even Miss Yan put her hands on her face, and asked her carefully with envy in her eyes, "Did you mention that you want to go to the theater to play?" ”

"No, I don't know, my father came to your house to pick me up and said to go out to eat."

"You're going to get the money? My brother was on that day, wow, Sister Poria, you have a lot of monthly cases. My brother said, "When you look up, it's worth a whole year." ”

"Oh, then I didn't see him. No, I don't have a monthly money, and another one, hahaha, how can I be so ignorant, it's my father's will. ”

"Sister Poria, I want to read those statute books you wrote, can I come to your house as a guest recently? I haven't been out of the house in a long time. ”

Poria was embarrassed: "Then I'll bring it to you tomorrow, you see first." My boudoir is a bit inconvenient, painting the walls, making furniture, and changing the house. ”

"What kind of furniture, do you want to add maids to your house?"

"No, the newly made shelf bed with dresser is too big and needs to be rearranged, I don't want it, my father and mother have to toss my house."

Song Fuling smiled and told Miss Yan: "When everything is finished, I will invite you to my house to play." ”

Within a few days, Song Fusheng's favorite daughter was exposed to more people.

It was pouring rain outside, lightning and thunder, and it was only afternoon, and it was dark outside.

Only their prefect, with a poncho on his arm and an oil-paper umbrella in his hand, waved goodbye to Mrs. Yan and the Yan family, and refused to send someone to send it.

While twisting his eyebrows, he insisted that his daughter put on a poncho, "It's time for the wind to be cold, hurry up." ”

He also turned his head and smiled at the Yan family: "This kid is not obedient." ”

After saying that, he gave his umbrella to his daughter and rushed into the heavy rain.

Song Fusheng didn't worry about Chi Yu driving horses in this weather, so don't rush in this kind of weather, just take it for the sake of safety.

Yan Xianhan stood behind the men of the Yan family.

He saw that in the heavy rain, a father who was a noble prefect and governed hundreds of thousands of people under his command was soaking wet, and he had long been blinded by the rain, and personally pulled the reins and pulled his daughter's carriage.

From this day on, this time, the ladies and sons of the whole city are thinking in their hearts, how can their family afford to marry the daughter of the Song prefect?

What's more, marrying into the door is really to ensure that Miss Song cannot be wronged.

Once you are wronged, this in-law family will have to form a feud, and you will definitely offend the Song Governor's Mansion.

Don't doubt that you dare to let his daughter be wronged, and he dares to come to the door.

……

Another month later, before the release of the first book of Song Fuling and Old Master Yan, Huang Long came with a messenger to greet all the officials.

This trip, this trip belongs to the emperor's commissioner.

The purpose was to represent the emperor and go to the border to welcome the Goryeo tribute procession into the palace.

Therefore, all the officials of Huanglong, including General Liu, must be in place.

Because, this Qincha, he is outside, represents the emperor.

The guard of honor stopped first.

Two years apart.

Yang Mingyuan got out of the car in a dark blue official uniform.

As soon as he appeared, many officials in Huanglong were shocked, they were too young.

However, General Liu squinted slightly, showing talent and standing tall.

No wonder.

No wonder he had heard that this Qincha was favored by the concubine Niangniang's maiden family, Chengenhou Mansion, and was wanted to be his grandson-in-law by Lord Meng, but everyone refused.

For this appearance, for this person who can be sent to represent the emperor at such a young age, he is indeed a confident refusal.

But to General Liu's surprise, just before Song Fusheng was about to lead the officials to bow and salute, Qin Cha's eyes suddenly turned red with excitement, and in his arms was his mother's stroke, the handwriting was ugly but full of serious words: "Uncle." ”

Yang Mingyuan hugged Song Fusheng.