The feeling of home is enough to melt any tough guy.

A large table of people, a pot of hot pot, the base material was personally adjusted by Song Yi, there were all the side dishes, a table was full, with the taste of chilled fruit juice drinks, even the seven princes and Zhao Jingxue brothers and sisters who came out of the palace temporarily forgot their sadness and ate happily.

A full meal is not enough to describe this kind of hearty enjoyment! If it weren't for the Song Mansion, you wouldn't be able to enjoy this kind of life where you can still play games and bet on the dice to take turns singing small songs after you are full of wine and food.

This gathering, there are those who cry and laugh, and after all, the dust settles after the dinner party disperses.

"Hopefully they'll be less upset after a good night's sleep"

In the small courtyard, Song Yi, who was wearing a loose robe, was lying on the rosewood recliner with a slight drink, and a bowl of sobering tea was placed on the side of the table, and Huang Ying was shaking a fan for him to get rid of the fine sweat after the alcohol was forced out.

Qingyan was in another recliner, Liu Celadon was in the other lounge chair, and Xu Chang was sitting on the other side with a calm face.

Far away, on the top of the pavilion in the lotus pond, he looked at the starry sky with his hands, his cheeks were pink, and his eyes were full of confusion.

She was also greedy for a cup, blaming the hot pot for being too gluttonous

At the moment when men occupy absolute dominance, although several women have what they want to say in their hearts, they are still waiting for Song Yi to take the initiative to mention it

The summer breeze was blowing, and after the wine dissipated a little, Song Yi finally had a slight cool shock, Song Yi sat up, looked at a few women, and said with a long sigh of relief with a solemn expression, "Well, before Qingyan gives birth to a child, let's set the rules of the family!" Whatever you want to say, put it forward, anyway, I'm not old-fashioned, and I hope everyone can hear the problems raised at this time, and find a way to solve them! In this way, there will be a lot less family conflicts in the future, and everyone can live happily and harmoniously. ”

Several women looked at each other with different expressions, but no one spoke first.

After all, Qingyan, who still had a big belly, said calmly, "There are more and more people in the family, we are afraid that there are not enough rooms in this house, and it seems that we have to change to another house, but now we have a lot of properties in Yangzhou, one of which is a house where a king lived in previous dynasties, I think it's very good, and there is Bihu Lake in the courtyard, you see, find a time to move, right?" ”

"Change the house, wait until the child is born! But I don't think it's too big, then people will be far away from each other, and it will inevitably be separated, so it's better to be about the same. Song Yi said with a slight frown.

Qingyan hummed calmly, not displeased that Song Yi didn't listen to her opinion, but felt that her previous thoughts might be a little inappropriate.

But because Qingyan was refuted by Song Yi as soon as he opened his mouth, no one spoke at this time.

Song Yi looked at Liu Celadon and said helplessly, "Why don't you open your mouth, you want a garden, you should say it at this time!" ”

Liu Celadon seemed to wake up from his trance, and let out a shy 'ah', but he didn't expect Song Yi to let her speak directly, and whispered a little embarrassedly, "Well, I want a garden to plant flowers, and I don't have any other requirements, but I want to be closer to where Sister Qingyan lives."

"For what?"

Song Yi asked, and the rest of the people also looked at Liu Celadon in surprise, perhaps thinking that she had just entered the Song Mansion and wanted to get close to some green smoke

Liu Celadon couldn't resist everyone's gaze, lowered his head and blushed a little and twisted, "Because I like children, when the flowers in the garden bloom, what a wonderful scene it would be to play with children inside." ”

Everyone was stunned, and after thinking about it a little according to her thoughts, they really felt that it was an extremely beautiful scene, and they couldn't help but nod their heads in agreement.

But Huang Ying also blushed at this time and said, "I also want to get closer to Sister Qingyan, I also like children."

It seems that he didn't say it before Liu Celadon because he didn't think of it before, which made Huang Ying a little embarrassed.

A few people couldn't help laughing, Song Yi looked at Xu Chang and asked, "Then do you want to approach Qingyan's room?" ”

Xu Changwei thought for a while and said, "It's better that I don't get so close, because I still have to spare a room to develop those juice drinks you said, I'm afraid that sometimes I will disturb them!" ”

Song Yi thought that Xu Chang often broke some bottles and cans when he was making those things, and it was really not appropriate to get too close to other people, mainly Qingyan needed a quieter atmosphere after giving birth to a child.

Song Yi nodded and agreed, and at this time, there was a voice from the top of the gazebo: "I also want a room against the garden, I want to catch butterflies"

Everyone laughed again, and Quan thought that Fuyao was a child's nature, but Song Yi responded seriously with a smile, "In that case, you will have three people's houses leaning on Qingyan's side, and if you look for a house, you will inevitably have to find someone that fits this pattern."

"Looking for a house, Huang Ying and I will do it, right?" Xu Chang said.

Huang Ying nodded and agreed, after all, Qingyan was unable to move, and Liu Celadon had just arrived, and the people who knew Yangzhou best were Xu Chang and Huang Ying, who were now blocking both sides for the Song family.

Liu Celadon suddenly said a little shyly, "I'm the latest to come to the house, and I can't tell what to call it."

Several women suddenly fell silent at the same time, because Liu Qingci's words involved the ranking of several women in the family, and this had not yet been clearly demarcated in the Song Mansion.

Song Yi was also slightly stunned, he advocated that there should be no ranking in the family, but sometimes there may be outsiders, and there is a need for distinction, so he couldn't help frowning slightly and looked at Qingyan.

Qingyan was silent, but Huang Ying hesitated and said, "The people call Qingyan's sister the eldest lady on weekdays, call me the second lady, and the child will definitely call our aunt when he is born, our family is not divided into top and bottom anyway, it is better to shout according to the time of entering the house."

Song Yi asked, "What do you think?" ”

Everyone else felt that this method was the best, after all, there were not too many rules in the Song Mansion, everyone had their own scope of things, and there was no competition for favor and secret fighting, so everyone nodded, and even Liu Celadon, who had not officially passed the door, also blushed and nodded

At this time, Fu Yao was lying on the top of the pavilion and whispered in annoyance, "One, two, three, four, alas, I don't know when there will be one more Wu Niang to flower the radish Song Yi!" ”

And Song Yi seemed to suddenly think that the four women in front of him at this time were also lined up in Siniang Liu Celadon, and he didn't know that if there would be a Wu Niang, Song Yi always couldn't help but think of the charming and uninhibited Pan Wu Niang in film and television dramas or novels