Enter the room 2

Chapter 11
In Qian's yard, Song Jiyun accompanied his mother to wash his face, comb his hair, and change clothes. Qian's anger was still there, and he kept saying that Song Sanliang was too shameless: "I never thought that he is such a person." !"

Song Jiyun laughed straight, and advised Qian: "Don't be angry, it won't be worth it if you get angry!"

Qian said angrily: "You child, you were not angry just now, but now you seem to be okay. If we hadn't been lucky this time, we would have been deceived."

How can there be so much good luck in this world?
Song Jiyun said: "There are many things you didn't think of!"

She told Mrs. Qian about sending Nanny Zheng to see Mrs. Wang.

Mrs. Qian was terrified when she heard this, and couldn't help but pat Song Jiyun twice: "Why are you so courageous! What if your third uncle finds out what happened to you, and he beats you up?"

Madam Zheng, who came in with a soup of lily and lotus seeds to cool off the heat, laughed and said, "Miss is so smart! The third master sent people to watch us, and we also sent people to watch the third master? How could he find out?

"It's all thanks to our eldest lady that we can expose the third master today."

Qian Shi nodded straight, but felt a little guilty in her heart.

These things are supposed to be done by her.

She asked Madam Zheng: "How much money did you spend managing the people around Mrs. Wang? I will make up for it!"

Everyone had a smile on their faces.

Song Jiyun stirred the sweet soup in the small gold-painted bowl with a spoon and called "Mother", and said, "Then you should trust me more? If you have anything to do in the future, you should tell me first, so as not to be taken advantage of by others." There is a loophole."

Embarrassed, Qian promised: "In the future, my mother will discuss everything with you first."

Song Jiyun smiled knowingly, and simply told Mr. Han about Mr. Han, and said: "Later, I went to check the account book, and there was a clear record of the two horses as a gift."

Qian Shi was stunned.

She couldn't help touching her newly pregnant belly, and said in a low mood: "If only I could give you a younger brother."

Song Jiyun sighed in his heart, and said to his mother: "Do you think this can be solved by giving birth to a younger brother?"

Qian looked at her in surprise.

Song Jiyun thought it over and said: "Even if you give birth to a younger brother, he is so young, it is impossible for him to be in charge of the property. The character of the uncle and the third uncle is there. If they have evil intentions, I am afraid...they will do more than they are now. More exaggerated things are coming.”

Immediately, Qian thought of those children who fought over the family property and ended up dying because of uncles and brothers who were in charge of the family business, or those children who were raised misleadingly. She looked terrified, stood up awkwardly, and said sharply, "How dare they?"

Song Jiyun didn't expect Qian's reaction to be so strong, so he quickly stood up and helped her up, and said, "Mother, I'm just in case. Be careful, don't move your fetus."

Who knew that Qian shi not only did not relax, but hugged Song Jiyun in his arms, and said with tears in his eyes, "There are you three, if they dare to touch a hair of your hair, I, I will fight them hard!"

"Don't worry, we don't worry!" Song Jiyun patted his mother on the back lightly, comforting her, and said, "As long as our mother and daughter are united, no one will try to bully us. Look at today, I overturned the table, Grandmother hasn't said anything yet."

"En!" Qian's eyes lit up.

Song Jiyun secretly let out a long breath.

It would be nice if her mother could be alert.

Song Jiyun talked to his mother for a long time, seeing that her mother was tired, she persuaded her mother to go to rest on the grounds of the baby in her belly, and then returned to her yard.

At this time, it is the time for Shenzheng in the afternoon.

She has only eaten a small bowl of soba noodles and a small bowl of lily and lotus seed soup since morning, and she is already hungry.

Song Jiyun raised his chin towards the gauze cupboard, and asked the fragrant hairpin: "Have you eaten yet?"

"I've eaten!" Xiangzan said in a low voice, "Brother Liu Zi brought the meal. For lunch, we ate bean cakes and loofah egg soup, and dinner was the same as Miss, white porridge with vegetables."

Yo, she will order her servants.

Song Jiyun entered the gauze cabinet.

The man was lying on the small couch with his knees bent, slowly flipping through the picture book on his knees.

Seeing her come in, he raised his eyelids and glanced at her, then his eyes fell on the drawing book again.

Song Jiyun noticed that this was not the picture book he had read before, but the one she kept in the living room.

She asked the sixth son, "Where is the original picture book?"

The six sons explained for a long time, "Huh, huh, huh?" The man was tired of reading, so he asked him to find another one. He didn't dare to let the man out of his sight, so he asked Xiangzan to help him find a random one.

Song Jiyun didn't ask any more questions, went to take a shower, changed clothes, went out and went to the hall for dinner.

Xiangzan happily brought dinner in, and when Song Jiyun was eating, she stayed by the side, smiling "hehe" at Song Jiyun.

Song Jiyun asked Mother Zheng: "What's wrong with this child?"

Madam Zheng didn't know either.

But Xiangzan said excitedly: "Miss, Miss, have you defeated the third master?"

Song Jiyun was surprised.

Xiangzan said cheerfully: "It has been spread all over the house. It is said that the third master is shameless and wanted to cheat our family's money, but in the end he posted a painting and calligraphy of a famous person. Stealing chickens is not enough to lose money. It deserves it!"

She also asked Song Jiyun: "Miss, do you think you want to find a few people to make the third master famous? Let everyone know what he has done?"

Song Jiyun smiled, touched her bouquet, and said, "This is not something you should care about. Now, hurry up and clean up the dishes for me!"

Xiangzan smiled embarrassedly, and ran away bouncing around.

Infected by the incense hairpin, Madam Zheng couldn't help but said, "Don't talk about it, what happened today is really exciting! Now let's see who dares to bully us in the future!"

Song Jiyun smiled faintly, and said to Madam Zheng: "Do you think this matter is over?"

Looking in the direction of Zeng's yard, she murmured: "This is just the beginning!"

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At night, Song Jiyun kept vigil for his father in the mourning hall.

According to the custom, the mourning hall must be guarded day and night by filial sons and filial wives.

There is no filial son in their family, so they are guarded by sisters Qian and Song Jiyun.

Mrs. Qian was pregnant, and her younger sister was only ten years old. Song Jiyun originally planned that she and her elder sister would stay at night, while her mother and younger sister would stay by during the day.But her little sister insisted on keeping her father's wake in turns, just like the two older sisters.

When her father was alive, he treated the three daughters like treasures, but now that he is gone, everyone wants to do their best.

Song Jiyun didn't insist, except for Qian, the three sisters took turns to keep watch at night.

She knelt before her father's tablet.

The red flames rolled up the yellow ghost paper, which quickly burned to ashes.

Her tears could not stop falling down.

The next morning, Song Jiyun's eyes were swollen like peach kernels, and his vision became blurred.

Who knew that when she returned to her own yard, as soon as she entered the door, she saw her grandmother Zeng with two close-fitting nuns, accompanied by Mrs. Zheng, sitting on the grand teacher's chair under the table in the hall, waiting for her.

Song Jiyun raised his eyebrows.

Is this another boot coming off?
　Delete, delete, delete, I am a little confused.Fortunately, I sent the text before midnight...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)