Chapter 396: Let’s learn about the counter-routine?

Song Ci received a gift from Song Zi Xiaojing, a pair of white jade Guanyin bottles with mutton fat, jade like condensed fat, very delicate and beautiful.

After enjoying it for a while, Song Ci asked Madam Gong to take it back into the bottle and said, "Zi Niang is very generous in her actions. It seems that the son-in-law is very generous in his post."

Madam Gong smiled and said, "It's nothing to do if the oil or water is thick or not. The Lin family has a rich family, so there should be a lot of good things at the bottom of the box."

"There are many good things, and it is really generous to be willing to take action. Some wealth-keeping slaves would rather stay with Fengchen than give them to others. No matter how much they are, wouldn't they just satisfy themselves?"

"Why would my aunt be a delicate person? I heard that all the rooms have received generous gifts. The Fourth Master also gave me a potted pomegranate ruby ​​plant that was half a person tall, which was also a gift to congratulate him for marriage. The Prime Minister heard that he had given an ancient book. From old to young, everyone has a share, but they have not failed."

Song Ci was shocked: "I'm quite attentive and can withstand the title of Linglong Ren."

"If the Grandma likes this pair of Guanyin bottles, why not put it in the small Buddhist temple?" said Madam Gong.

Song Ci glanced at the jade bottle in the box, remembering the demonic wind in the Buddhist temple before, placed it on the altar, and another gust of wind came. Wouldn't these bottles be called a disaster?

"Yes, put it in the Buddhist temple."

It is a disaster. Anyway, she will not be able to take it away in the future. She will put it in the place she often sees on weekdays and will also be pleasing to the eye. If it is broken by disaster, she can still hear a sound.

Original body: Good guy, if you are not yours, you will be rich and willful, you are a prodigal girl!

Song Ci: Let’s learn about the counter-routines?

Madam Gong put away the box and prepared to go to the Buddhist temple to replace the Guanyin bottle.

"Have the old man returned home?" Song Ci asked Hongyou when he entered the door.

Hongyou smiled and bowed, saying, "I said to the lady's words, the doorman said that the old man has just returned home."

Song Ci said oh, and stopped asking.

She asked about the white bread just for the face of her younger son. After all, if your younger son gets married, you don’t go to guard the border or something, and you don’t go back to your house, people would think you have any dissatisfaction.

So you have to be there, otherwise she will not be able to kill him.

Old Master Song sneezed twice, rubbed his nose, looked at the concubine's daughter in front of him, and said, "Since I'm back, I'll stay in the mansion for two more days."

"Dad, I'm just planning to do this, thinking of returning to the house in Bali Lane after Silang gets married." Song Zi said with a smile and said with concern: "The weather has been getting colder recently. Dad, you should take care of yourself. This cloak was made by my daughter himself for you. You can try it?"

Old Master Song looked at the cloak held by the maid behind her, put it on under her service, and said, "It's quite majestic and warm, very good. Dad knows you're filial."

Song Zi smiled and said, "It's good that you are satisfied."

I sat with him for a while, then said goodbye.

In the yard, she met Aunt Shui, paused, saluted her slightly, smiled lightly, but she left without talking to her.

Aunt Shui stood there with a bitter expression and asked, "Is that my aunt?"

The maid Dingxiang replied: "Reply to my aunt's words, yes. I heard that I just returned home yesterday. I see that she is quite polite to you."

Aunt Shui disagreed. Is it polite? It’s not necessarily true. She will only bow to her when she meets her face, and she is quite distant.

Although he was a concubine, he was the only sister of several grandparents in the mansion. His identity was beyond the reach of a person like her. A tribute was just to avoid being misled.

Aunt Shui suppressed the auspiciousness in her heart and smiled gently, "Go in."
Chapter completed!