No matter what age the woman is in, she adheres to the idea of being a person who pleases herself, a few women at a table, Song Yuxin is wearing a bright yellow bandeau dress, wearing a bejeweled headdress on her head, and she also chooses a place where she can bask in the sun, and the golden light behind her reminds Song Ting of the golden Buddha statue that her grandmother who believes in Buddhism must carry in her pocket.

Song Yuyan and Song Yushi are also rarely dressed up, just like the delicate peaches and plums in the spring sun, just like the fragrant and elegant hollow valley orchid, anyway, each has its own beauty, but Song Ting is dressed in plain clothes, and there is not even a decent bead flower on his head, and he has just turned the window and is covered in dust.

The birthday banquet opened, all the guests sat down, first the great eunuch was ordered to send the golden dragon plaque written by the emperor himself, and then presented the red coral flower carving of the East China Sea given by Song Rou.

The big eunuch: "Concubine Yu is now about to descend on the occasion, there is inconvenience, I can't come to the house today to celebrate the old lady's birthday, and I hope the lady will forgive me." ”

Mrs. Tang said with a smile: "Don't get in the way, Gonggong Lao told Concubine Yu that when there is time, the old man will go to the palace to visit." ”

"Tell me."

Next, Song Yushi danced with a water sleeve, like a dragon, on the high platform, like a flower under the sun, winning full praise and earning face for Mrs. Tang and Song Cheng.

"I have long heard that General Song's three thousand golden qin, chess, calligraphy and painting are proficient, but I didn't expect this dance to be wonderful."

"General Song should have cultivated a hundred years of blessings in his last life, and in this life, his children are all dragons and phoenixes among people."

The admiration of everyone made Song Cheng, who has always been cold-faced and black-faced, laugh heartily.

The Liu family, who was sitting next to Song Cheng, couldn't sit still, at the banquet organized by the Song Mansion, how could he let the girl out of the limelight, so he quietly stretched out his hand in his sleeve, gently tugged at Song Yuxin's clothes, and aimed at her.

Song Yuxin immediately understood, tidied up her skirt, got up suddenly, and said with a good voice of Huang Ying's coquettish cry: "The third sister danced and poured the country's color, but I couldn't take the prepared birthday gift." ”

Song Yushi walked off the stage, her face was light red: "My sister is humble." ”

Mrs. Tang sat in the chair with a smile on her face, "If anything, I like everything my granddaughters have given me!" ”

Song Yuxin smiled, raised his slender hand lightly, and several subordinates drove a bottle of jade Buddha up, only to see that the Buddha's body was solid and warm, delicate and round, and the dark green did not contain a trace of impurities, which was the best ginger jade.

"This is a piece of good jade that Xin'er sent people to Lantian to find as early as a year ago, grandma eats fasting and recites Buddha, and the jade Buddha is also very good at home, specially carved is Maitreya Buddha, I hope grandma smiles often." Song Yuxin held a bottle of jade Buddha to Mrs. Tang, the old man smiled from ear to ear, and kept stroking the smooth jade surface with his hand, "Good jade, good jade!" ”

Liu's graceful chin bowed, "It's good if my mother likes it." ”

Mrs. Tang stroked the Jade Buddha for a moment, carefully put it back on the shelf, and said to her subordinates: "Carry it to my house, and you will have to worship every day in the future." ”

Seeing that the few subordinates who carried the jade Buddha retreated, Song Yuyan got up from the seat, went to the old lady, and said with a light smile, "The granddaughter is not talented, she can only embroider a picture of "Pine Crane Longevity", I wish grandma a long and healthy life, auspicious and wishful." ”

The silk brocade tied with gold silk satin on the small bamboo end, unfolded on the long scheme, with the cloth rolling, the lifelike green pine crane is presented in front of everyone, a needle and a thread embroidery and stitching, the crane looks up at the top of the green pine, the color is not glamorous, generous and elegant.

"Oh, my good granddaughter, it's going to take a lot of work." Mrs. Tang took Song Yuyan's hand with a kind face.

The guests present were also amazed by Song Yuyan's hand embroidery, and Wang stood aside and smiled: "Yan'er, this girl can only be embroidered, day and night, just to be able to give it to your old man on this birthday." ”

Song Ting silently swallowed the melon seeds, she understood why the expression of Siyou before, what is this called gift-giving, it is simply a fierce beauty contest, how can she handle the toilet...... Thinking like this, Song Yuxin opened his mouth appropriately.

"I still remember the longevity picture embroidered by the fifth sister last year, which was also amazing, why don't you take it out and take a look at this year's one?"

Longevity chart?! This woman is so powerful?

For a while, all eyes were focused on Song Ting and the big red box behind her, and even the four oils and jujube jujubes standing on the side were contaminated with the burning breath from all directions, and their legs were like red wax that melted into the high temperature and softened into mud.

"As you know, I was thinking about it behind closed doors a while ago, and I didn't have a chance to make any decent gifts for my grandmother." Song Ting laughed awkwardly a few times, and raised her head just in time to meet Song Yu's ill-intentioned eyes, as if she could see that the box in Siyou's hand contained a toilet.

As soon as these words came out, Song Cheng's face was covered with a layer of thick frost, but Mrs. Tang smiled very kindly: "It's not in the way, as long as it's sent by Ting'er, I like it." ”

Song Ting waved his hand at Siyou, Siyou's legs trembled, and he stepped out of his footsteps towards Mrs. Tang, the tragic momentum reminded Song Ting of the bloody soldiers who died bravely.

The speed of the four oil cartons is extremely slow, I can't wait to the end of the Chinese New Year's Eve, but the paper can't contain the fire after all, take away the layers of gorgeous decoration, everyone gathered to see, only to see that the things in the wooden box look like chairs and not chairs, a hole is cut in the middle, a layer of soft satin is laid around the hole, the cushion is twisted with silver silk dark green two-thread embroidered acacia pattern, the chair body is golden and bursting with vibrant light, that is not gilding, only because of limited funds, Song Ting ordered to brush a layer of golden paint outside, and a layer of soft cushions was built on the oval circle facing up, The mat is twisted silver silk and grass green double thread embroidered with passion flower pattern.

Liu sneered: "This gold is not gold, silver is not silver, what is it?" ”

Song Ting said: "Toilet." ”

Mrs. Tang's smile was still like the warm sun in the middle of winter, and she was very soft, "Ting'er, what is this toilet?" ”

"It's the drowning pot we use to go to the toilet at night."

The word drowning pot spit out, causing silence among the surrounding birds, amusing the musicians playing the flute on the stage to not hold back, and burst out with a discordant scream, and the atmosphere was extremely embarrassing.

Siyou secretly glanced at the old man, Song Cheng's rare sunny face was brewing at the moment, and the thunderstorm was getting more and more intense, so frightened that he quickly retracted behind Song Ting.

"Heh, the fifth sister is really ingenious." Song Yuxin cleared his throat to break the dead silence, and listened to Zaozao's ears, "I'm afraid that the only five sisters in this world can use this thing as a congratulatory gift to celebrate their birthday, right?" ”

Song Cheng was furious, but he didn't expect Song Ting to dare to act recklessly in front of a full house of guests, and wanted to get up and scold, but he was held by Mrs. Tang, who was sitting next to him, and looked at his eyes without anger, Song Cheng thought for a moment and dispelled the idea of reprimanding Song Ting.

Song Ting took the toilet out of the box, "Last time my grandmother got up to go to the toilet at night, she accidentally broke her foot, so I thought about making a toilet, and the lower layer was piled with deodorized charcoal and dried orange peel, so that it could be placed directly in the sleeping room, and I also instructed the craftsman to lay a layer of soft velvet cushion on the sitting surface, so that I didn't feel cold in the winter night." ”

Mrs. Tang was very relieved after hearing this, her eyes were moist and watery, and she held Song Ting's hand: "Ting'er really has a heart, I like this gift very much." ”

With Mrs. Tang's words, the jujube and four oils, which had always been worried, eased up a little, and Song Ting also secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Song Yushi also walked up and took Mrs. Tang's hand, "Grandma, look, the fifth sister is ingenious, and everything that is soft cushion and deodorant carbon has been considered for your old man." ”

Song Yuxin glanced at the toilet bowl slightly, her head full of starry pearls and emerald piercing light was close to people's eyes, and the corners of her mouth sneered deeply, "Although things are considerate, they can't really be on the table." ”

According to her previous temperament, Song Ting might have to open her mouth to fight back, but because of the last two losses, she endured it, and if she couldn't bear it, she made a big plan, but a knife on her head made a ghost fire in her heart, and she was so red that her face was flushed.

At this time, a male voice came from behind him, "This king thinks that Miss Five's gift is both whimsical and practical, if you don't mind, can you give this king one?" ”

"Absolutely!"

Song Ting turned his head, only to see the son in front of him shaking the folding jade fan, a few strands of green silk moving with the wind, and the personable man was not the previous ...... Wait a minute...... He even called himself this king!!

Song Cheng immediately got up and saluted Zhao Yi: "The second prince praises falsely." Then he glared at Song Ting: "Don't hurry up and salute the second prince." ”

it! Could it be that Song Ting, this woman, rushed to the royal family, why are all the objects of conflict the prince! According to the progress of the plot, will she marry into the palace to be a princess or something in the next step, which is not bad, but with her big temperament, she will not survive ten episodes at most.

"Meet the Second Prince." Song Ting retracted his wandering thoughts, and just now he scolded him for being naïve, and he didn't know if he had quietly remembered his grudge, and planned to cut her with a thousand knives, and he was so worried that he lowered his head and didn't dare to look at Zhao Yi's eyes.

Now, after knowing his true identity, this woman has completely lost the pride of Fang Cai's self-styled master, wilting like an eggplant after frost.

Zhao Yi looked at the changing expression on Song Ting's face with interest, closed the folding fan and held it in the palm of his hand, "No need to be formal, if Miss Song is convenient, can you customize a so-called toilet for this king?" ”

Song Ting laughed embarrassedly, "This is the honor of the grass people, don't say one, I can send you a room if you want it." ”

It seems that not only can he climb through the window, but he is also so comfortable with patting his ass, Zhao Yidan smiled silently and returned to his seat alone.

The birthday banquet continued, in the singing and laughter time passed like a white horse, in a blink of an eye it was already nightfall, as the guests left the house one after another, the Song Mansion compound returned to its former tranquility, as if only the occasional warm summer breeze and sparse insect chirping could be heard.

On the top of the moon, the auspicious clouds and high lights outside the outer wall of the Hou Mansion are lit up as time, and the dim light crushes the moonlight into the sky and the moonlight, and scatters it into the wide courtyard, which is full of the tranquility and peace of the rich and noble.