"Miss, Madame said that she wanted to see you in Le Xiangzhai in the afternoon." Ah Liu, who was in the courtyard of the Lin family, said to Song Zhi.

Song Zhi was reading a book, and when she heard this, she only nodded, signaling that she knew, and her fingers sipped on the page, leaving a little wrinkle that was difficult to smooth.

Speaking of the Lin family, Song Zhi's feelings are very complicated, the best good thing her mother has ever given her in her life is this skin.

The Lin family is a woman who only knows love, and she has only one Song Ling in her heart, otherwise the daughter of the Prime Minister's family, why would she bother to be a wife to a general?

Although, her father is not bad.

Song Ling, how could the dignified general of Zhenxi be bad?

He joined the army at a young age, climbed up from the mountain of corpses and blood all the way, from an orphan to the current general, he is naturally a masterpiece.

It's a pity that Song Ling is good at arranging troops, but he doesn't care about officialdom. Marrying the Lin family was originally an excellent help, but he was very disdainful of his father-in-law, that is, Prime Minister Lin's old oilman in officialdom.

If he hadn't insisted on being a lonely minister and never doing business in the matter of officialdom connections, how could he have been said to abandon it, and if he said that he would copy his home?

Song Zhi sat on a swing rack in the garden, his slender fingers turning over the yellowed pages. She is a little sensitive to the smell of old books, so these books are taken month by month, smoked and sun-dried.

Not far away, Moon and Meteor are holding a net to flutter butterflies. They are her personal maids, and An's mother is no longer here, so she has been very busy lately, and she rarely has time to come out to play.

"Miss, look!" Meteor ran back with a net pocket, only to see a royal blue butterfly trapped in the net.

The butterfly was extremely beautiful in color, and there was a touch of bright yellow on the tail of its wings, even if it was trapped in the net, it was still struggling to flap its wings, trying to break free.

"Enjoy it for a while, and then let it go." The royal blue was reflected in Song Zhi's pupils, but it seemed that she was a little more inexplicably enchanting.

Although Meteor felt that the butterfly that he had finally caught was let go like this, it was a pity. But she listened to Song Zhi's instructions very much, and Song Zhi had enough rewards, so she let the butterfly go.

The butterfly regained its freedom and flew away in style.

When Meteor turned her head to look at Song Zhi, she only saw that she was looking at the butterfly that flew away.

Her eyes are so strange, like a deep ancient well, only when the stone is thrown into it, can there be a little ripple.

Meteors have only seen this kind of look on a few elderly mothers in the house.

But after only a moment, Song Zhi blinked, her eyelashes were staggered up and down like butterflies, and Fang Cai's expression seemed to be just the illusion of a meteor.

……

After taking a nap, Song Zhi came to Lexiangzhai with Moon by Month.

Lin is a person who loves incense, and an incense burner is placed under the Lexiang Zhailang, and the cigarette smoke rises, and the aroma is sweet and attractive, not elegant, but a little kitsch.

The faint sound of two women talking and laughing came from inside, and as soon as Song Zhi heard it, he knew who the people in the room were.

When passing by the incense burner, Song Zhi quietly covered his mouth and nose with a silk handkerchief and coughed lightly.

The three women in the room looked at it together, Lin was wearing a red dress, and the skin from the neck to the collarbone was extremely soft and white, this dress was not solemn on the lady of the main room, but today it was just chatting and laughing with the two little girls, and it was not arrogant.

Song Zhi vaguely saw the appearance of his previous life in the Lin family, and the Lin family looked a little more beautiful than in his memory.

And Song Yan, Song Zhi's eyes darkened, she was still as usual, ordinary.

Song Zhi turned his head away, hiding the hatred in his eyes.

"Yo, what's the cough?" Song Zhi hadn't come to see her for several days, and the Lin family was originally a little uncomfortable in his heart.

"Mother, don't worry, I didn't cover the quilt when I was taking a nap a few days ago, so it's okay." explained the reason why she didn't come to see Lin's in one sentence, vented her anger, and made Lin feel that she didn't care enough about her daughter, but she was a little embarrassed.

Song Zhi showed a quiet smile, and then turned his head to Song Yan and Song Yao, who were sitting on the right, and said, "Sisters are really kind to their mothers, and they come back earlier than me." ”

When she really saw Song Yan, Song Zhi was calmer than she imagined, no matter how scheming she was, no matter how vicious she was, she was just a fourteen-year-old girl now.

Song Yan looks skinny, and no maid looks blessed.

She wore a moon-white passionflower-like dress today, which looked like a filial piety dress to put it mildly.

However, she has loved to dress up in this kind of sick dress since she was a child, and everyone is used to seeing her, but no one says anything about her.

Song Zhi thought she was dressed elegantly like this in her previous life. Right now? I just feel blind.

As for Song Yao, Song Zhi didn't have much impression of her in her previous life, and her biological mother was a servant girl of the Zheng family. She herself is like a shadow of Song Yan, a puppet, and finally at the mercy of Song Yan, she married a military official who was good friends with Song Yan.

She was the lady of the main room, but unfortunately the house was really lively, and there were more than a dozen aunts.

Song Yao secretly helped Song Yan to give Song Zhi a lot of stumbling blocks, if she is still like this in this life, she will not blame Song Zhi for being polite.

"Where is my sister, I have an idler on the left and right, so it's better to talk to my mother." Just as Song Yan turned her head and was about to show a supple smile to the Lin family, Song Zhi suddenly pounced on the Lin family.

"My mother touched my forehead, why is the child a little dizzy?" She is only ten years old now, and she is very handy when she does these coquettish and stupid behaviors.

The Lin family has always liked this kind of behavior, and Song Zhi has always known it, but he was unwilling to do so in his previous life.

The Lin family is really distressed, her daughter is not often coquettish, so it must be really uncomfortable.

She touched it, and it wasn't hot, but it couldn't be said that it wasn't hot. Lin had no choice but to say softly to the little daughter in her arms: "Then the mother called the doctor to come and take a look at the child?" ”

"Ah, isn't that going to be a bitter medicine again?" Song Zhi twisted in Lin's arms, raised his face again, pouted, and said with a cold heart: "Xu Yes, just drink a bowl of lotus leaf lotus seed soup made by Mother Qin." ”

"Little gluttonous cat, I thought it was! Can't get enough of my grandmother? Lin scratched the bridge of Song Zhi's small and straight nose, showed a thoughtful expression, and said softly: "Mother Qin, it's good." ”

After a while, she touched the top of Song Zhi's hair, "In a few days, let Mother Qin make lotus seed soup for Zhi'er." ”

Song Yan looked at the scene of the first mother's filial piety, smiled lightly and clenched the silk handkerchief in her hand.

"Is the lotus seed soup in my grandmother's yard really so delicious? But I haven't drunk it? ”

Her expression was sincere, as if she was really envious.

Song Zhi rolled her eyelids in Lin's arms, and she knew with her toes how Lin would answer.

"Then the next time Zhi'er goes, Yan'er and Yao'er will go together."

"Okay," Song Yan paused, and then hesitated, "I wonder if my sister will mind?" ”

"Mind that?" Song Zhi looked at Lin strangely, and then at Song Yan, "Mother, what do you mean by this?" Why would a child mind? ”

"Uh," Song Zhi's innocent look caught Song Yan off guard, "I mean, I'm afraid my sister will be jealous." ”

"Mother, my sister thinks of my sister too stingy." Song Zhi affectionately played with the jade bracelet on Lin's wrist, "My sister's mother is also my sister's mother, and my grandmother is naturally my sister's grandmother, why do you want vinegar?" ”

Song Yan's words just now, the Lin family didn't think about it so much.

It's just that Song Zhi said this, which made the Lin family a little uncomfortable. originally thought that this child was raised under his own hands, but it turned out that he was close to relatives.

Lin looked down at Song Zhi, Song Zhi seemed to be aware of Lin's gaze, and raised his head with a sweet smile.

'Crawling out of her belly is her own daughter.' ’

The Lin family has never been good at hiding his thoughts, and all his thoughts are on his face at the moment.

Song Yan was a little at a loss, and was confused by Song Zhi for a while, Song Zhi had a very deep relationship with her grandmother, and in this kind of thing, she always didn't like Song Yan to get involved.

At the beginning of the year, Mrs. Lin sent a plate of golden jade cakes to Song Zhi, and the Lin family gave half of it to Song Yan. Song Zhi made a fuss about this kind of trivial matter, and it happened that Song Ling returned to Beijing that day to report his post, and Song Zhi was reprimanded by Song Ling.

'Why didn't you see each other for a few days, and then you changed your character?' Song Yan took a sip from the teacup, and also concealed her expression, "No, the country is easy to change, and the nature is difficult to change, maybe I am afraid that the Lin family will reprimand me again." ’

What she hates the most is the ginseng tea here in the Lin family, which is bitter and sweet, and disgusting.

Song Zhi didn't like it either, so Lin changed her to milk tea. Milk tea has a sweet taste, and as soon as you lift the lid, it fills the room.

"Yo, how can you drink so elegantly today, it's like a cow drinking water on weekdays." Lin looked at his little daughter drinking tea obediently, and was a little surprised.

"My mother is making fun of me again!" Song Zhi put down the teacup and wrinkled his nose at Lin again.

"What's wrong with my sister? Do you smell the milk tea so fragrant, do you want to drink it? Song Zhi looked over with a pair of black and white eyes, as if he could look straight into Song Yan's heart.

"No," she said, regretting it a little. But having said that, I could only continue: "Like my mother, I like to drink ginseng tea. ”

She said this to flatter, but Lin was looking down to guess what Song Zhi wrote in his palm, and he didn't know if he heard Song Yan's words.

……

"Madame seems to be very happy today." Lin also left Song Zhi for dinner, and prepared all Song Zhi's favorite food. And Song Yan excused herself from being unhappy and didn't stay. Song Yao's echo worm naturally followed.

Song Zhi just gave a soft 'um' and didn't answer.

Yue Yue thought that Song Zhi was full of food and sleepy, so he stopped speaking. In fact, Song Zhi was just thinking about his previous life. Song Yan's biological mother, Zheng, is not obvious, and the Lin Mansion is one of the best families, and it is beneficial to be good friends with it.

In her previous life, Song Yan also went to her grandmother's house, although Song Zhi liked Song Yan, but she didn't like her to come to her grandmother's house, so she couldn't stop it, and she was taught a lesson by the Lin family and punished her for copying the female ring a hundred times.

Later, Song Zhi was angry because his uncle gave Song Yan a piece of gold and jade, and the Lin Mansion also went less.

But later, he was coaxed by Song Yan with a bowl of cheese crisp, which was really stupid.

Song Zhi was really disgusted with himself to death.

"Miss watch the steps." Song Zhi suddenly came back to his senses and almost stepped on the air.

It turned out that he had returned to Ruyi Pavilion, and in his previous life, Song Zhi hated the name Ruyi Pavilion very much.

She still remembers saying this: "What auspicious wishes, vulgar! How nice my sister's cold autumn courtyard is! ”

But now she thinks it's a good name, wishful thinking, let everything be as I want.