Enter the Room

  Chapter 25

  Song Tao squatted on the big bluestone until her legs were numb, and there were still people in the water pavilion, but the noise seemed to be getting quieter.

  A lump was bitten on the forehead of her. She wanted to scratch it but was afraid of breaking the skin, so she kept wiping her forehead with a handkerchief, but she gradually felt somewhat disappointed.

   Is that man an alcoholic like his father?

  Ding Xiang suddenly said: "Miss, I feel something is wrong. There are fewer and fewer people serving at the waterside pavilion. Could it be that the banquet is over?"

   Song Tao panicked and listened attentively, vaguely hearing her father's drunken yelling.

  She also felt that something was wrong. Several clan elders were here. No matter how confused her father was, he shouldn't be drunk at this time.

   "Let's go and have a look!" Song Tao said, and took Lilac to the main entrance of the water pavilion.

  The people who came and went in and out of the waterside pavilion cleaned up the tables and cleaned the courtyard. Her father was alone, pulling a steward of their house to talk there, and poured wine for the steward: "You accompany me to drink two more."

  The people in the other seats were all gone.

  Her father is clearly drunk again.

  Song Tao turned her head and left, her chest was filled with anger, and her chest began to ache.

It was still Ding Xiang who ran alone to ask the waiter, then caught up with her and said, "Master Yuan and Grand Master Song Jiu were the first to leave the table, and the elder got all the other clan elders drunk, and happily drank it alone again." Can drink."

  Song Tao didn't want to hear about her father anymore, and wondered in her heart how she could meet that Mr. Yuan tomorrow.

   Guarding in the mourning hall?

  She is a junior, or the niece of a direct relative. When she goes to the mourning hall, she has to kneel like Song Jiyun.

  She doesn't want to.

  Stuck on the road?

   I have to find out where Mr. Yuan lives, it would be bad if Song Jiyun was alarmed.

   Looking for an excuse to go to Qian's to guard?

  Who knows when that Mr. Yuan will go to greet Qian Shi?

Song Tao went back to Mrs. Zeng absent-mindedly, never thinking that Mrs. Zeng was pointing at her mother and scolding: "You black-hearted man, I have Doctor Huang to take care of you, so you don't have to serve me? I want to see, whose family That's what the girls do for daughters-in-law."

   Li Shi and Song Sanliang stood by and watched, not only did not persuade Zeng Shi, but Li Shi still said in a sly way: "How else can you say that this family style is important! If you learn from others, good girls will be taught badly."

  Song Tao sneered in her heart, she was bullying the weak and afraid of the strong and did not dare to touch Song Jiyun, so she took their family as a knife!

   Fortunately, since the birth of her son, Mrs. Wang has gained confidence, and she can't hate her mother-in-law, but she is not at all ambiguous about her sister-in-law.

   The rhetoric, pointing and cursing Huai Huai made a fuss until midnight.

   When Song Tao helped Mrs. Wang, who was complaining all the way, back home, and lay down on the bed after washing up, it was already the fourth watch.

   But she couldn't fall asleep.

  After sending her second uncle up the mountain, she will start to seize the family business.

  Song Jiyun, the fiancé who appeared out of nowhere, had to figure it out as soon as possible.

  She was tossing and turning on the bed when she suddenly had an idea.

  Song Jiyun always likes to be unexpected when doing things. She might as well get straight to the point, go straight to Song Jiyun when she wakes up tomorrow, play by ear, and find a way to get Song Jiyun to take her to see that Mr. Yuan.

  The more she thought about it, the more she felt that this was a good idea. She woke up after an hour of sleep, had breakfast, said hello to Mrs. Wang, took Lilac, and went directly to Song Jiyun's place.

   Song Jiyun is having breakfast.

  A bowl of porridge, a few stir-fried vegetables, very simple.

Song Tao hurriedly pointed to the food on the table, and said with concern: "Second Aunt can't take care of herself, Jiyu and Jixue need you to take care of them, so you have to be nice to yourself. Usually, let Madam Zheng cook some bird's nest for you. Boss If you are a vegetarian, your body will not be able to bear it.”

  Song Jiyun smiled at her, and asked her: "Do you want mung bean soup or lotus seed soup? Or do you want iced sour plum soup."

Early in the morning, Song Tao chose lotus seed soup, sat next to him and chatted with Song Jiyun: "Is Jiyu still guarding the mourning hall during the day? You have nothing to do at this time, and go make up after breakfast." I feel good now. I have to watch the night tonight, and I have to give my second uncle a funeral tomorrow morning!"

  The Song family's ancestral grave is in Zhushan, more than ten miles away from here, and it takes more than half a day to walk there.

  Other people can be lazy and take a car or something, but filial sons and filial daughters walk there on foot.

  Song Jiyun thanked her, said: "I'm fine." Then asked her: "Why did you (you) come here so early in the morning. But what's the matter?"

   "Don't mention it!" Song Tao was full of helplessness, and told Song Jiyun about Zeng's swearing last night, and said, "It's a good thing you left yesterday, otherwise you will have to be like me, and you can only close your eyes at dawn."

  Song Jiyun smiled and did not speak.

  Song Tao said: "I don't want to go to my grandmother to see the third aunt's eyes, so I just come to you to hide."

   "Really?" Song Jiyun said, "Do you want to catch up with me?"

   appears to be quite kind and talkative.

  Song Tao felt relieved, and said, "Forget it! It's not that I don't want to, but I can't sleep anyway."

  As she spoke, she turned the topic to Song Youliang.

"The second uncle went so suddenly. No one thought of it. I still can't believe it." She said with great emotion, "I still remember how my second uncle told us to make ceramic cups and bowls and draw birds when we were young. The scene when I was a little flower."

  That was also a very happy time when she was a child.

As she spoke, she was moved by herself, and she said with tears in her eyes: "At that time, I whispered to my wet nurse, I don't want to be my father's daughter, but my second uncle's daughter. "

  Song Cumulus burst into tears.

  Song Tao took out a handkerchief and wiped the corners of her eyes, concealing the slightly raised corners of her mouth, and continued to sigh: "At that time, my second uncle told us that girls must have their own opinions, so that they will not be bullied when they marry.

   "Second Uncle has always had a good eye, and he can see people accurately. He also likes you the most, Mr. Yuan must be the one who picked and picked, picked and picked.

   "Unlike our family, my father only chooses his son-in-law based on whether he has money, whether he can help my younger brother Tianbao in the future, regardless of his character and appearance.

   "I'm so worried that he will marry me casually!

"I really admire you!

   "Even if the second uncle is gone, I will arrange your affairs clearly."

   In the next few sentences, she not only said it sincerely, but also really thought so.

  In the previous life, her father just married her for money.

  Song Jiyun was slightly stunned, then as if moved by her words, he asked the servant girl to fetch water for her to comb her hair and wash her face, and advised her: "There is an elder aunt! The elder aunt will not let the elder uncle mess around."

  One sentence broke Song Tao's sadness.

  Song Jiyun really does not hurt his back while standing and talking!

  If her mother can handle things, can she live like that in her previous life?

  However, it is indeed sympathetic to be self-defeating.

  Song Jiyun is now kind to her.

Song Tao smiled secretly, washed his face and combed his hair, took Song Jiyun's hand, and talked to Song Jiyun naturally like a close friend in a boudoir: "Have you seen that Mr. Yuan? Yesterday he went to give What did Second Aunt say when she asked Ann? How do you feel about this person?"

  (end of this chapter)