Enter the Room

  Chapter 115

  Before Yuan Yunzhong's words fell, Grandpa Song Shiyi stood up in a jerk.

  Other people’s families can’t even invite County Magistrate Jiang and Master Wang to sit down. How can they drive people out?

  He rolled his eyes, and immediately said: "Song Daliang and Song Sanliang haven't come yet, let's just wait!"

  Everyone was taken aback for a moment, only to realize that not only Song Daliang and Song Sanliang did not come, but neither their wives and children came.

   Baoxia Wai immediately exploded.

   "Master Song is too outrageous. No matter what kind of grievances there are, Second Master Qiqi, why should he show his face? Even if the brotherhood is gone, there are still nieces, he is still an elder!"

  Someone said: "Why didn't the third master come? When the second master of the Song family was alive, he did a lot of favors. Now that there is no advantage, he doesn't recognize his niece. It seems that he is also a white-eyed wolf."

"It seems that the two daughters and sons-in-law of the eldest son of the Song family did not come." Someone muttered, "This is too outrageous. Back then, when they left the court, the dowry was prepared by the second master of the Song family. .”

  Magistrate Jiang in Baoshali suddenly stood up.

   The voice stopped abruptly.

   "Since it's getting late, we won't wait any longer." County magistrate Jiang said slowly, "Leave someone here to wait for the two masters of Song. So as not to delay the auspicious time. After all, the dead are the most important!"

  His voice is not high, but his attitude is very firm.

  Everyone was stunned.

  Magistrate Jiang, are you going to worship Song Youliang at the grave?

  Everyone exchanged glances quietly, and glanced at Song Jiyun or Jiang County Magistrate from time to time.

  Governor Song Eleven was so excited that he was at a loss when he heard the words, and hurriedly said: "What the county lord said is true. Song Daliang and Song Sanliang are probably delayed by something, I will leave someone here to wait for them."

   On behalf of the Song family, he also thanked him: "If you Liang knows someone under the spring, he will be very grateful!"

  Jiang county magistrate waved his hand disapprovingly, looked at Yuan Yunzhong, and said, "It's fine if I haven't met him. Now that I have met him, why don't we go offer incense to the second master of the Song family?"

   "Yes, yes, yes!" Elder Song Song couldn't figure out what the relationship was, but it didn't prevent him from echoing County Magistrate Jiang. He led the way, "Go this way."

  Jiang county magistrate, with his head held high and hands behind his back, was the first to leave Baoxia.

  The Master Wang, who had been looking at County Magistrate Jiang and Song Jiyun, came back to his senses. Holding his beard under his chin, he sat on the chair for a while, slowly got up, and left the building under the greeting of Grandpa Song Shiyi.

   There was a lot of people outside the door, noisy and noisy.

  Many people who were not planning to go to the grave changed their minds temporarily. Those who hired sedan chairs hired sedan chairs, those who hired donkey carts hired donkey carts, and those who wanted to carpool. There was an endless stream of people everywhere.

  Wu Guanshi was running around in front of the door, but Qian’s sedan chair in front of him had disappeared, and there were still sedan chairs or donkey carts waiting in line at the door of Song’s house.

  Pedestrians inevitably stopped to watch the excitement: "Why are there so many people?"

   "Isn't there only three brothers in the Song family? Even if you count in-laws, there are not so many people, right?"

   There is a well-informed person: "I heard that the county lord has also come to pay homage to the second master of the Song family. He also went to the cemetery."

   "Really or not? Song Youliang, He De, how can he let the magistrate of a county go to his grave to offer incense to him in person."

   "The Song family is ready. You have the protection of the county lord!"

   "He already has money."

   "No matter how rich you are, it's hard money. With the help of the county lord, you will definitely be richer."

   "How did their family get the favor of the county lord?"

  Everyone is more interested in talking about the Song family.

  Song Jiyun helped his mother to burn paper money and some fanting paper bundles on his father's grave.

   Qian Qian hugged the Song sisters and had to cry again.

Although Song Jiyun was very sad, she still had to be in charge. She wiped away her tears, turned around and began to discuss the banquet with Madam Zheng: "Master Jiang is a distinguished guest, so it is not good to arrange a seat in the arbor. I have already told you After passing Zheng Quan, let him clean up the wing room on the other side of the sacrificial field, Master Jiang and Master Wang will arrange them there..."

   She was talking when Hong Xi came over.

"Miss Song," he said solemnly, "there are a lot of people here today, and I don't think there will be enough banquets. You have to order banquets from restaurants or restaurants. Peach Blossom House is our family's restaurant, and it's barely enough for funerals. You can get it. Hurry up and ask people to see how many tables are missing, and I will ask them to send the table over."

   Song Jiyun had a headache because he came uninvited.

   "Thank you Mr. Hong." But he was kind, so she had to thank him patiently, "I have already arranged these things."

   also explained: "Manager Wu stayed at home just to prepare for these things."

  Hong Xi relaxed, and smiled embarrassedly: "I have heard that you are capable, and I have seen it today. Please don't blame me for being arbitrary."

  Song Jiyun was polite to him: "You are also kind!"

   "Actually, I haven't been a housekeeper for long." Hong Xi said with a smile, "This is the only thing I can think of."

  He also said sincerely: "I don't know if there is anything else I can help with?"

   "No need." Song Jiyun said with a smile, "I've made all the arrangements. Mr. Hong just sit at the table with peace of mind."

   "Master Jiang and the others, I also arranged them in the wing room." She led him to the wing room, "It's too hot, we should sit in the wing room to avoid getting sunburned."

  Hong Xi said, "Miss Song, I'm sorry!"

   Song Cuiyun was puzzled.

   Hong Xi said apologetically: "I was so surprised when I first saw Mr. Jiang present. I intuitively saluted Mr. Jiang, not being rude to Mr. Song."

   Song Jiyun didn't understand for a while, but after thinking about it, he realized that he was referring to what happened at the altar just now.

  Her father and Hong Xi didn't get along well, and it was out of face for him to come to offer incense, so she had nothing to care about or care about.

   "Don't worry about Mr. Hong." She exchanged pleasantries with him, "I'm already very grateful for you to come."

   They exchanged pleasantries, and Song Jiyun sent him to the side room.

   But when she looked up, she saw Yuan Yunzhong standing under the camphor tree next to the arbor with one hand behind his back, looking at her deeply.

   "What's wrong?" Song Jiyun asked hurriedly.

  He was accompanying County Magistrate Jiang and Lord Wang to register them just now.

  Yuan Yunzhong walked away from her without saying a word.

   Song Jiyun was confused, and immediately chased after him: "What's going on?"

  Yuan Yunzhong didn't have the peripheral vision in the corner of her eye.

   "Stop!" Song Jiyun became angry, "You tell me something, if you don't tell me, I'll be fine."

  Yuan Yunzhong stopped in his tracks, squinted at her and sneered a few times.

   Song Cumulus's head is getting bigger.

   But she wasn't prepared to get used to him.

   "Okay, if you don't tell me, I'll pretend I don't know." She said, "Then I'm leaving."

   Song Jiyun passed him by.

   "What's going on?" Yuan Yunzhong suddenly whispered.

  Song Jiyun blinked, turned and looked at him: "What do you mean?"

  Yuan Yunzhong's gaze was deep and sharp: "Didn't I tell you to stay away from Hong Xi?"

  Song Jiyun was dumbfounded: "You have to figure it out, all the guests are here. And it's not me talking to him, but he talking to me!"

  She walks away.

   There are still a lot of things waiting for her, and she has no time to appease his emotions.

  Yuan Yunzhong stood there with a straight posture, like a tree in the field.

   There is a white palm on his shoulder: "I found that Miss Song doesn't give you face very much!"

  Jiang county magistrate is quiet and authentic.

  Yuan Yunzhong pulled the hand off his shoulder.

   "Get out!" He left without looking back.

  Magistrate Jiang was left standing alone and touched his nose.

  (end of this chapter)