The group favorite little girl took the whole family to cultivate immortality and ascended

Chapter 77 What do you think of this kid?

"Whose idea." Song Ziyuan pursed his lips, and said after thinking for a moment, "Cheng Yang and Yaoyao had a confrontation at Jiang Yunchu's wedding ceremony."

"As for Cheng Qiqi, there is no direct conflict. It's just that they are invisible competitors in matters such as talented women and daughters of destiny. Cheng Qiqi loses again and again, and revenge on Yaoyao is also possible."

Hearing this, Song Yingli snorted coldly: "No matter who they are, they are all from the Cheng family, so they must be punished."

"Father, what do you mean?"

At this time, the street was full of pedestrians, and it was very lively.

A group of palace people headed by a father-in-law were walking on the official road, and the common people gave way one after another. Seeing them go far away, they dared to gather together to gossip.

"They went. Is that the direction of the Song Mansion???"

"What are the people in this palace doing in the Song Mansion? Could it be that yesterday's rain-seeking ceremony failed??"

"Oh, there is no failure! I heard that it rained in Yucheng, and it rained all night!!!"

"Really?! Then this Daughter of Destiny is really amazing!!"

"Hey, everyone lives in the capital, so why are you the most informed!??"

"Hey, I have relatives in Yucheng, and they still raise pigeons! The news, of course, came sooner."

"Hey, have you heard? At the Jiji ceremony of the prime minister's only daughter yesterday, the third girl of Song was right, her mouth seemed to be open, and she said that the man was going to be unlucky, and it was really unlucky." !!"

"And this thing!? Miss Song San speaks so accurately?? Then if I let her say that my son can win the number one prize, can he also succeed???"

"Then don't you know if you try it?? But you have to let people be willing to tell you."

"Miss Song San is really amazing. Could it be that she knows metaphysics??"

"Isn't this the master of metaphysics?? Open your mouth, and you will succeed in begging for rain in no time. If there is any strange thing at home, you can definitely find her!!"

"If you say that, there is really a strange thing in my family."

Listening to the gossip of several women, Huo Min's eyelashes trembled, and he raised his eyes to look in the direction of Song Mansion.

It turned out that it was Miss Song San. Could she be a good person? ?
She pursed her lips, gently squeezed the black and blue wound under her sleeve, and then left with the vegetables.

When Huo Min got home, before he opened the door, he heard the cry of the child.

Her heart trembled, and she hurriedly opened the door and ran into the yard.

"Why do you think I gave birth to you, a loser like you!!?" He Sheng's eyes were red, and he looked as if he had been drinking, pointing at the little girl on the ground and cursing.

Besides the little girl, there was even the sound of a baby in the room.

Huo Min was trembling with anger, and quickly stepped forward to stop He Sheng: "Why are you beating the child?! You don't care if your son is crying??!"

"I care?? What do I care?!! This is your business." He Sheng was very arrogant, lifted the hip flask in his hand and took another sip.

Seeing this, Huo Min put the vegetables in his hand on the ground, then knelt down to hug the little girl, comforting her softly.

And He Sheng seemed to feel that it was too noisy, and said angrily: "That kid is still crying, what are you doing to coax this loser?!"

"Who do you say is a loser?! She is your own daughter!!!"

"Aren't female dolls all losers?!"

Huo Min ignored him, and gently wiped the tears off the little girl's face without making a sound.

Seeing this, He Sheng felt that he was being ignored, and the hip flask in his hand hit Huo Min hard.

"You dare to ignore me now, don't you? I'll kill you, kill you!!!"

"Master, there are people coming from the palace."

Hearing the servant's report, Song Yingli frowned, got up quickly and rushed to the front yard, looked at Eunuch Li and smiled: "Eunuch Li is here, Song is not far away to welcome you!"

"Hey, Master Song, you don't have to be polite." Eunuch Li chuckled and said, "Is Miss Song San in the mansion now?"

"Ah, yes, do you know what is the will of the Holy Spirit?"

Eunuch Li took out a roll of golden imperial decree from the wooden box held by the palace man beside him, and said, "Master Song, don't worry, it's a good thing."

"Okay, okay." Song Yingli nodded, and quickly asked people to call out all the people in the mansion to listen to the order.

Song Yao rushed to the front yard, and walked right in front of Eunuch Li under Song Yingli's gesture.

"Everyone listens."

As soon as Eunuch Li finished speaking, everyone standing in the courtyard knelt down.

"By God's fortune, the emperor said, the Song family has a daughter, Song Yao, who is both talented and virtuous, and she is gentle and prudent. She has made great contributions to the great scene, praying for blessings and protecting the country. I will bestow a mansion and two jade ruyi handles. I respect you!"

"My daughter Song Yao accepted the order, thank you for your majesty's grace."

Song Yao stretched out his hand to receive the imperial edict, and then slowly stood up.

"Miss Song San, the Holy Majesty values ​​you very much. If you can make the Holy Majesty happy in the future, then the reward will be indispensable." After finishing speaking, Eunuch Li smiled and comforted Song Yao, "This is the land deed, and the lady will keep it."

Song Yao nodded, took the title deed from Eunuch Li, and said flatly, "Eunuch Li has made a trip."

"Okay, the decree and the reward have been brought, then our family will go back to the palace first."

"Father-in-law, walk slowly."

After Eunuch Li left, Mrs. Yu hurried over and said excitedly: "You are young, how big is the mansion rewarded by the Holy One?"

As he said that, the Yu family wanted to take the title deed from Song Yao.

Song Yao reacted quickly, and immediately dodged, and then handed over the title deed to Xia Cao: "Take it away."

"Yes, girl."

"Okay, let's leave." Song Yingli waved his hand, dismissed the crowd, then walked to Song Yao's side, and sighed, "It seems that the Holy One is always worried about being a father, and insists on letting you enter the palace."

"In order not to give you the county lord's reward, I'm even willing to give you a mansion."

Hearing this, Song Yao pursed her lips and smiled: "Yeah."

"Okay, it's almost time for dinner, how about going to eat with you for my father?"

Song Yao was stunned for a moment, then raised her eyes to look at Song Yingli, smiled and nodded: "Okay!"

"Father, I can really do it myself, don't feed me, my hand is not broken."

"Hey, you kid." Song Yingli smiled helplessly and had no choice but to give up.

He was silent for a while, then said: "Today, the old man of the Jiang family came to me, and he told me about his son Jiang Qinian and you."

"Say yes. Jiang Qinian has been in love with you for a long time and intends to marry you. Now come to ask me for my opinion." Song Yingli smiled, "But being a father is not the kind of arbitrary person. I must want to marry you in this matter." Listen to your thoughts."

"Yaoyao, your wedding ceremony is coming soon. If you don't want to enter the palace, you must have a marriage contract. Jiang Qinian, what do you think of this kid?"

(End of this chapter)