Wear ancient times with a house

Chapter 254
Mrs. Song said silently:
Just this one son.Just this one son.Waiting for him to take the Jinshi exam, waiting for him to earn my imperial order.

She looked at Song Yun again, well, plus the child under her daughter's lap, she was the only granddaughter who was serious.

There is no other way, Mrs. Song can only promise with a stiff face:
"I'll wait for the girl to fall asleep before going to bed."

Song Yun quickly waved his hand:

That's not possible, although her current schedule is very regular, but compared with the ancient people who are upright in the [-]th classics, she is more or less a night owl.

For example, when others go to bed at eight or nine in the evening, she has to toss about until ten o'clock before falling asleep in a daze.

If Mrs. Song also likes to sleep in, it's fine, but she is older, sleeps less, and gets up earlier than Song Nian who needs to study hard.

If she was allowed to go to bed late and get up early for a few days, she might fall ill every minute.

Shen also felt that it was not appropriate, and suggested that she take her daughter to sleep, and the old lady slept in a room by herself, and Song Nian went to sleep with her two sons, who happened to get up early to study.

Although Song Yun felt that living in the same room with such a meticulous mother-in-law meant that many little secrets had to be completely hidden, but after thinking about it, she couldn't really suffer from insomnia every day for more than half a year, so she had to agree.

The room was allocated, so there was no need to waste time, and each of them went back to the room with their luggage to pack.

The mother-in-law left behind by the Qi family brought over buckets of freshly boiled water for them to wash and tidy up.

Then her eyes lingered between the two women for a few times, and finally turned to Mrs. Song:
"Old lady, look, what do you want to eat? We have rice and noodles at home, as well as fresh chicken, duck, fish and mutton, and some vegetables. If you need anything, let Qi Dong go out and buy it."

Qi Dong was also Zheng Jiao's errand servant, and he was helping Mrs. Song with her luggage first.

Mrs. Song is hungry, but when she thinks about her next job, she is not interested in what to eat, she just needs to be full, so she waved her hand:
"Come on, I can do anything. It looks like we can make something that is easy to digest and easy to eat. We can eat whatever we want. Oh, yes, make more meat. There are more men in the family, and we won't be full if there is less meat."

It's so rare to say this with a little bit of complacency, Mrs. Song thought to herself, their family was always afraid of overcooking and not being able to waste food, after all, it was a family of women and children.

This time it can be regarded as elated, and including servants, there are five adult men alone!
Song Yun entered the room where she and Shen Shi were going to live, and the brazier had already been set on fire. It wasn't cold, and it was well cleaned, but the place was small, sleeping two people, putting a few boxes, and a pair of dressing tables. The chairs are full.

Song Yun originally wanted to find a place to put the desk for herself, but after measuring it with her feet several times, she was disappointed to find that she really couldn't put it down.

She could only go to the room of Song Nian and his son to see how their room was.

Song Nian's room is larger than Song Yun's, and there is no need for a dressing table, but it is enough for a desk. It is spacious enough for one person, just right for two people, a bit crowded for three people, and a bit crowded for four people...

You don't need to think about it to know that if four people use it, they may have to fight elbows for elbows, and sooner or later they will fight.

Alas, it's hard to go from extravagance to frugality. Song Yun, a modern poor man who used to use benches as tables and chairs in the dormitory, now feels that he can't study without a desk.

Song Nian watched her daughter come in and make gestures at the desk for a long time. At first, she didn't quite understand what she wanted to do, but later she figured it out.

But, isn't she a little too aggressive?

Song Nian began to suspect that he was not working hard enough. After all, as soon as he came in, he first checked whether the bed was firm and whether it was big enough, and then he laid the luggage without paying attention to the size of the desk at all.

Song Yun wasn't doing it for study, but felt that she would not be able to go out casually for a long time when she came to a strange place, and the Chinese New Year was approaching, and there were many people on the street.

In this small courtyard, let alone the scenery, there are only two trees, and because the courtyard is small, most of the tree crowns are stretched out.

What a lonely environment it is.

Song Jun didn't dare to lie on the bed under the eyes of her mother and play with her mobile phone and read magazines, so she could only come to Song Nian's room to write and draw to pass the time.

The economic foundation is already established, so she must pay attention to her spiritual construction.

Song Nian directed the two sons to pack their clothes into the box evenly, and stuffed them with mothballs, and said with some amusement:
"Sister Yun, don't worry about it. Your second uncle and I are not studying at home. We are going to study with other people who will end next year. Let your elder brother and cousin Shao stay in their room. You and your second uncle It doesn't matter if brother is in our house."

Ok? ? ?
"Is there a special study room for public examinations these days?"

Song Yun couldn't help asking.

Song Nian didn't fully understand it, but he understood it almost, and explained:

"There is a school building specially built for students in the outskirts of the city. You can book a place with your academic certificate and discuss knowledge with each other."

That's good, Song Yun doesn't worry anymore, otherwise the current environment of their home really can't provide candidates with an absolutely quiet space. Instead, they went to the school dormitory. Compared with each other, the learning atmosphere is so strong that no one would Sorry to be lazy.

Song Yun stepped forward and patted the shoulder of Song Nian who was sitting folding clothes, encouraging him:

"Work hard, Dad. My brother and I both dropped out of school to accompany you in the exam."

It's a pity that Song Nian didn't know it, otherwise he really wanted to say:

listen to me thank you
because I have you
Warm the four seasons

Song Yun went back to pack her luggage with peace of mind. In fact, Shen has already packed her luggage, such as bedding, such as clothes, but like Song Yun's pocket money, small toys, small jewelry, miscellaneous books, etc. Shi didn't move, and let Song Yun arrange it himself.

It's not that Shen has a more enlightened education method than modern parents and feels that she should respect the privacy of the child, but that she doesn't have the key.

That's right, even though there were not many valuable things in total, let alone prohibited items, Song Yun still locked them carefully, and the key was placed in the interlayer of her purse.

After driving for more than two months, and packing things when they got home, there were not enough servants to help with the work. After all this, everyone was exhausted.

Especially Mrs. Song, if you want to say how bad Wang Qi and his son are, they are really used to being shopkeepers at home, and they don't have the ability to survive independently.

While others were busy packing their things, the two of them got on the bed with big eyes and small eyes, and each of them pulled on one side, twisting and twisting.

Shen's sister-in-law is definitely not going to wander around their house. Song Nian is not only responsible for her own luggage, but also directs the two sons to work.

In the end, Mrs. Song, who had few things to do, went to visit the door when she was bored, and was arrested by the young man. It didn't take long from the beginning of talking and commanding to the time when she had to do it.

The two families were exhausted enough that they didn't even taste the saltiness of the capital-style meals specially prepared by the mother-in-law of the Qi family. They filled their stomachs mechanically and went to rest.

(End of this chapter)