Comment on the Old Master

Song Ci brought together several Yangzhou thin horses in his courtyard, and now all the houses and courtyards learned the news.

In the main courtyard, Song Ruqi was a little puzzled. Why did her grandmother keep the person if she didn't drive him out?

"Mother, grandmother, shouldn't she think about stuffing these foxes into your and your second aunt's house in the future?" After the incident of her mother-in-law being stuffed, Song Ruqi held an incomplete willful idea to the mother-in-law in the world.

Mrs. Song glanced at her and said, "If your grandmother was such a person, she would have already stuffed people into our yard. But after I gave birth to your sister and you, she didn't stuff anyone over, and now she won't stuff it. Even if it's stuffed, it won't be such a charming person. Don't think that your grandmother is so bad."

Song Ruqi said embarrassedly: "Don't I understand this? Since I didn't keep it for my father and the others, what should I keep it for?"

Mrs. Song's face looked slightly positive: "These people were brought back by others by your grandfather. Your grandfather is a confused person and didn't think too much about their origins. Your grandmother kept them, and it was probably time to wait for your father to come back to deal with them."

Song Ruqi frowned and said, "Mother's meaning, some people don't like our prime minister's family being prosperous. I want to use these thin horses to make trouble?"

"There are those situations left and right. Many mansions are often the ones who have bad things." Mrs. Song took the opportunity to teach her: "My son-in-law is also an official in the court. She will inevitably become a thorn in the eyes of some people, and secretly use some bad tricks to deal with him. As his wife, don't panic and not be impulsive when encountering things. Think about everything more, break it apart and think about it. If you really can't figure it out, then ask your son-in-law, and if you don't help, go back to your parents' home to ask."

Song Ruqi's face turned hot and she said, "What my mother taught her is that her daughter is still too young."

"You have just been a wife for a year, so you can learn slowly." Mrs. Song touched her stomach and said, "Mom was careless today. She didn't control her emotions well, and something big happened almost."

Song Ruqi also touched her belly and said, "This is not a big deal for her mother. Women are not born weak, especially when they encounter such a thing, they will inevitably be excited. It is good if you can use the procrastination technique. In fact, who thought that a grand father-in-law would stuff someone into his daughter-in-law's house? Isn't this all the things that mother-in-law does?"

Her grandfather did not do anything that men did, but he was in charge of his son's room affairs, and he saw that he was idle.

Mrs. Song said angrily: "That's always your grandfather. It's all right to say it to me. You can't despise it like this. After all, that's your own grandfather. You will be said to be unfilial to you."

"I see."

"You are going to see the third day of the bath today? Are your sister and children good?"

"Okay, the child was named Mingyu. He looked very good. He chose his parents' good things. My sister said that when the moon was over, she would bring the child to kowtow to you." Song Ruqi smiled.

Seeing her speech lightly, Mrs. Song felt relieved, touched her face and said, "Qi'er, you can let it go. Now your breath is good, and it's time to prepare slowly and eat that recipe with your son-in-law."

It's been too long since she's been waiting for a year. Half a year has passed. She's miscarriage for a while, and it may not be as easy as her first child. Now she's ready, it's just right.

Song Ruqi was a little embarrassed and nodded: "Sister said so too."
Chapter completed!