Song Ci was not strong enough, and Song Zhiqing was strong enough. The more he thought about it, the more he felt bad, and he walked to Aunt Chen without realizing it.

Aunt Chen still set the table under the grape trellis, but she stopped cooking tea, but instead cooked wine, a light chrysanthemum wine, accompanied by several plates of exquisite snacks, held a book in her hand, leaning against the beauty couch and flipping.

Song Zhiqing looked at him and finally knew what it means to be as light as a chrysanthemum.

Aunt Chen has been in the mansion for so long, and she is the most polite and decent. She can't find any mistakes. In addition to conserving the Lu family in the morning and evening, she will not leave the Mo Yunju where she lives, but will instead manage this residence into a small peach blossom land, raising various flowers and trees, making tea in summer, and cooking wine in autumn, and staying in winter, probably just cooking wine to enjoy the snow?

This woman is very contented, as if she is devoted to this mansion as a place for retirement.

Song Zhiqing couldn't tell what it felt, so he coughed lightly.

Aunt Chen turned around, got up and saluted him, took another person to pick up a new wine glass, poured wine for him personally, and handed it over: "My master has something to worry about?"

Song Zhiqing sighed.

He looked at Aunt Chen's face, and had the desire to express himself again, and he said it with a picky look.

Aunt Chen thought to herself, I have seen a fool, but I have never seen a fool. This fifth-rank official probably got it by relying on the prime minister, the kind with moisture, otherwise how could this kind of brain become a prestigious?

She thought for a while and said, "The master probably has heard of many examples of the family members who treat their concubine's children in the back of aristocratic families with harsh treatment?"

Song Zhiqing was stunned.

Aunt Chen used her slender fingertips to touch a yellow chrysanthemum soaked in the glass bowl and said, "When I was a female official, I heard a lot of such things. This example of treating the children of the concubines is really ordinary, either mean, abused, or praised. Most males died or praised or claimed to kill without growing up. But girls, when they were girls, they were trembling, looking at the face of their mothers, and when they grew up, they were all married for the benefit of the family. It was common for them to marry non-humans."

Song Zhiqing frowned: "What are you saying this to do?"

"I just let you compare it. Are there such things happening with your aunt?" Aunt Chen smiled faintly and said, "Master, smart people have always killed the crisis in the cradle, and they don't wait until he is full before taking action. That's too late. No matter how stupid the wife is, she will not do this."

Song Zhiqing understood a little, and his face felt a little embarrassed and embarrassed.

"If the Madam wants to push you forward, she has more opportunities. For example, when you were young, but what's the truth? She still offers you school and lets you have children. My aunt married a wealthy family. Now my son-in-law is also a fifth-rank official, and he is the only one in the house. Is my aunt uncomfortable? I am a bystander. No matter how unpleasant you think you have to listen to my concubine's words. My wife is a very kind person."

"You respect her very much." Song Zhiqing curled his lips, feeling a little unhappy, and said, "How can I know if she is for her reputation?"

"I heard that when the grandma was young, she was a person who dared to fight with a kitchen knife and a bully second-rate man. Did she care about her reputation? It was just for the sake of fame, and who thought it was a problem when she was young?"

"It is normal for the Grandmaster to worry. Li Chu has always been sensitive. She is right when she has something to say. Who is more holy than the prime minister? He is not in a hurry. Why are you in a hurry? What if you suppress it wrong?"

Song Zhiqing fell silent.
Chapter completed!