The next day, An Juan and Luo Yelin packed up and wanted to go to the top of the mountain for a visit.

Thinking of the snowy scenery on the top of the mountain, An Juan deliberately found someone to get a hand warmer, planning to light the hand warmer when he arrived at the top of the mountain, and then put some pre-prepared food on it to heat it up, and have a picnic directly on the top of the mountain.

Song Jian and Song Qin also prepared things, but they encountered a problem:

What should Li Xiuzhen do.

How to say that Li Xiuzhen is also their wife and mother, and they are a little reluctant to leave her alone regardless of her.

But taking her to climb the mountain together, her physical strength seems to be unable to afford it.

Thinking of this, Song Qin and Song Jian were a little embarrassed.

The embarrassment on their faces was easily noticed by An Juan: "Qin'er, Brother Song, what is the trouble for the two of you?" If you really don't know what to do, you can talk to us, maybe it can help you. An Juan spoke softly, and Luo Yelin also made a vaguely worried expression on the side.

Since An Juan asked so, Song Jian could only smile bitterly, and directly brought out the difficult tray: "We are worried about Qin'er's mother...... She had just come back from the Wang family, and she was a little weird, and we were very worried about her, but we couldn't take her to climb the mountain, because her body was a little unbearable......"

As soon as Song Jian finished saying this, he heard a somewhat sharp voice from around the corner: "How can I not bear it?" I didn't say that my body is so good that I can climb back and forth a few times. ”

With this voice, Li Xiuzhen's figure gradually appeared.

When I saw Li Xiuzhen before, she was wearing the clothes of the Wang family, and she looked pale and old, like an old tree that had gone through decades of wind, frost, rain and snow, and was about to be completely defeated.

And now looking at it, she has changed into exquisite clothes and painted makeup, although the color matching is not very good, but she looks more like a noblewoman.

…… What's more, she held her head high all the way over, for fear that others would not see the other big golden hairpins on her head.

Unexpectedly, Li Xiuzhen suddenly appeared, Song Jian smiled helplessly, got up to support her: "Your body hasn't recovered yet, don't be reckless." ”

Li Xiuzhen tilted her head carefully and glanced at Luo Yelin.

When Song Qin and Song Jian took her to make clothes, she chatted with the owner of the ready-to-wear store for a while.

Not only did she know that the set of clothes she had on her body was almost the living expenses of their family for the first half of the year, but she also knew a lot of more expensive fabrics.

Because Song Qin and Song Jian ordered more than a dozen sets of clothes for Li Xiuzhen, and paid all the money directly, the boss has always greeted Li Xiuzhen with a smile, as long as she did not make any excessive requests, she did not hesitate to meet them.

At that time, Li Xiuzhen curiously asked what the best fabric in their store looked like.

Seeing that Li Xiuzhen seemed to have the idea of taking a look, the boss thought she wanted to buy it, so he hurriedly walked into the warehouse, took a small piece of fabric out, and showed it to Li Xiuzhen: "Auntie, look, this is the best fabric in our store, even if it is only a small piece, you can definitely see it, it is very good-looking, and it is comfortable to touch." ”

The boss took out this piece for customers to touch and watch, so he directly handed the fabric to Li Xiuzhen and asked her to try it.

Thinking of the price of this fabric, Li Xiuzhen swallowed nervously and slowly covered her palm over the fabric.

…… It's so comfortable.

I don't know if it's because the touch of the fabric is really good, or because of the price of the fabric, Li Xiuzhen's heart is fluctuating, she strokes this small piece of fabric, and she just feels like she is touching the soft white clouds, so comfortable that she wants to go to the sky.

After putting this small piece of fabric in a small box, the boss popularized knowledge: "This kind of fabric, made by large families, can only be worn on festivals...... Only the royal people have this ability to wear it as ordinary clothes. ”

Thinking of this, Li Xiuzhen took another look at the clothes Luo Yelin was wearing, and it felt similar to the fabric she saw yesterday.

The royal people are really rich and powerful, if they can get in touch with the royal family, their future life will be carefree.

Having made up her mind, Li Xiuzhen hurriedly refuted Song Jian's persuasion: "I finally met my daughter, of course I want to go with her...... You don't have to worry about me, in the Wang family, I wash three basins of clothes every day, don't I still live? ”

As soon as Li Xiuzhen brought out the tragic experience in the Wang family, Song Jian subconsciously stopped his mouth, embarrassed to argue with Li Xiuzhen again.

In his opinion, Li Xiuzhen went to the Wang family to blame, but he still cherished Li Xiuzhen's experience, and whenever he said this, he would unconsciously take a step back.

Luo Yelin, who had been watching, finally made a round: "Since she wants to follow her to climb the mountain, but her body is not good, then call her a sedan chair and send a dozen coachmen to carry her up the mountain and down again." ”

At that time, Li Xiuzhen had been staying in the sedan chair, and she was far away from them outside, and she couldn't disturb them.

Several other people also understood Luo Yelin's thoughts, so they nodded in agreement.

Li Xiuzhen thought about it for a while, but she didn't think about so many twists and turns, so she nodded generously.

In fact, she didn't want to climb the mountain at all, after all, climbing the mountain was hard and tiring, how could she lie in the room and eat delicious food?

However, if she wants to get more glory and wealth, she has to take care of Song Qin in person, let her hook up with Luo Yelin, and enjoy happiness with her mother.

Now seeing Luo Yelin taking care of her like this, Li Xiuzhen is proud, and feels that Luo Yelin's move must be to love the house and Wu.

Doesn't that mean that Luo Yelin has noticed Song Qin a long time ago, and has begun to please Song Qin's family, such as Song Qin's mother Li Xiuzhen?

Everyone was happy, and everyone relaxed.

Song Jian went to find a sedan chair, and Song Qin accompanied Li Xiuzhen to continue chatting.

An Juan and Luo Yelin sat side by side on the chairs next to them, leaning together and chatting with a smile, not knowing what they were talking about, the atmosphere was very relaxed and comfortable.

Li Xiuzhen was chatting with Song Qin, but in fact, her eyes kept surround An Juan and them.

She glanced at An Xuan, then at Luo Yelin, and finally couldn't help it, so she turned her head to look at Song Qin and urged her: "Qin'er, you see that Miss An and the prince have such a good conversation...... Do you two have a time like this? ”

Her words came inexplicably, making Song Qin stunned for a moment.

"Mother, who are you talking about...... Me and Sister Ann? ”

"No," Li Xiuzhen lowered her voice and pointed at Luo Yelin with her finger: "I'm talking about you and the prince." ”

"Mother, why haven't you given up this idea yet......" Song Qin was bored and helpless, and waved her hand a little uncomfortably: "I know Miss An and Wang Ye better than you, and I know what kind of people they are both, I can't get into it anyway, not to mention that I don't have this idea at all." ”

She then threw out the promise An Juan had made to her: "Sister An said that after opening a branch in Fengcheng, she will give me the management of this store, and I will be able to get more than half of the money earned in the store at that time." ”

"When the time comes, I'll recruit another son-in-law and let him take good care of the two of you, okay?" Song Qin shared her plans with Li Xiuzhen.

That's exactly what she thought.

During the period of time she spent with An Juan, Song Qin was affected a lot, and began to slowly feel that she didn't necessarily have to marry a man, since she had money, she could recruit a son-in-law, and the children born in the future would follow her surname, wouldn't it be possible for the Song family to inherit the lineage?

She still remembers that when she was a child, her neighbors always advised her parents to give birth to a son as soon as they were young, otherwise the family would be ruined if the woman married someone else in the future.

At that time, the little Song Qin's heart was full of unwillingness, but from everything she came into contact with, she couldn't be angry, she should persuade her parents to have another younger brother, and devote all her energy to taking care of her younger brother.

Later, Li Xiuzhen and Song Jian worked hard for a while, but unfortunately they didn't give birth to children for some reason.

Next, Li Xiuzhen became addicted to gambling, and her son's affairs were even more distant.

After making this decision, Song Qin deliberately discussed it with Song Jian.

Song Jian thought about it, weighed the money in his hand again, and felt that it was a good idea.

Now that he and Li Xiuzhen's bodies are not good, even if they give birth to a child, it is estimated that Song Qin will have to support them.

But let his sister raise his son and raise his younger brother, and he didn't want to go.

Just as he was worried about this matter, Song Qin called Song Jian out of the room, and the two went to a relatively remote place, Song Qin explained his plans and thoughts: "Father, I don't want to marry in the future." ”

"Not married?" As soon as he heard this, Song Jian was startled, and almost wanted to check if this was his daughter.

Seeing that Song Jian was so excited, Song Qin hurriedly comforted him: "Father, don't worry, I just won't get married, I didn't say that I can't get married." ”

"Marrying" and "getting married" seem to be a little different, but they seem to be about the same......

Song Jian sat back in his chair in disbelief, waiting for Song Qin's next explanation.

And Song Qin said slowly after planning the language: "Father, according to our identity, it is estimated that it will be difficult to marry a powerful person, even if you marry into a powerful family, you are just a concubine." ”

"We are not concubines." Song Jian then expressed his opinion: "I'd rather be the wife of a poor man than a rich man's concubine, and we also have money." ”

"Well, yes, we have the money." Song Qin nodded heavily: "So, father, I want to recruit more." ”

"Recruitment?" This matter was not particularly uncommon in ancient times, and families with small family assets and only one daughter often made such thoughts.

Although Song Jian has money, his thinking is still in the ordinary person's mind, so he didn't think of anything to recruit money at all.

was reminded by Song Qin like this, and his eyes also lit up: "Yes!" ”