The next evening, the Song family welcomed the first wave of guests. The old patriarch of the eldest son of the Youcheng, Zhi Anruitang, a family of six, a family of three old masters, a family of five, a family of four old masters, a family of five, a family of five, a family of six old masters, a family of five, and a family of three other rooms in Anruitang, a family of four left by Anpingtang, a family of four left by Anpintang, and a family of four left by Anpintang, and a family of four left by Anpintang, and a family of servants they each brought together, a total of more than a hundred people.

The four old ladies, the third ladies and the eldest ladies are already on the way. In the near future, Old Lady Song, Xiao Jiang's family members and Ouyang's family members will also arrive in a few days. Conservatively, nearly 100 people will be living in.

Even if the Song family is spacious and has enough houses, it is a headache to place so many people. The men are arranged to live in the living courtyard outside, while the women are scattered in each courtyard. The five old ladies, her two daughters-in-law and a concubine daughter.

Pan Shiwei was moved into a small side courtyard in Songheyuan in the afternoon. The words of shame on his face could not be washed away, so he could only hide in the room. It would be fine if he threw his face to his grandfather's family, but he had to cover up a little in front of the Song family.

There were too many people, and Song Ruoxi saw him in a circle, and he couldn't figure out who was who, and he didn't have the energy to say polite words to them. He sat on the embroidery pedestal at the corner with a cup of tea and listened to him.

When Old Master Song came back from the yamen, the old brothers who had not met for several years were sighing and drank one cup after another at the reception dinner, and they were drunk and left. Brother Song Yi accompanied his cousins ​​and was also drunk and had fun, chatting and laughing until midnight. On the side of the female family, Old Mrs. Song felt sorry for the hard work of the long journey of several sisters-in-law and left early.

Song Ruoxi lay on the bed and was sleeping. He stayed up until midnight. He heard the sound of the outside. He got up and walked out, stood in the yard, and said, "Get out."

"I have seen a girl." Wu appeared silently in the shadows in the corner of the wall.

"Why are you lying?" Song Ruoxi asked directly.

“The selves never lie.”

"He was cruel to you, but Mei said that he was good everywhere, and it was better to be able to explain it in words. There are two completely opposite words. There is always one of you lying. Who should I believe?"

"Will the girl believe in which kind?" asked Wu.

"I don't believe both. He is neither as cruel as you said, nor is he as good as Mei said." Song Ruoxi said pertinently.

Wu smiled silently. The girl did think about the young master's behavior these two days, "The young master treats people in the details and little things in his heart. The girl is smart, has unique vision, and looks real. It is because Wu and Mei talk too much."

This sounds unique and profound, Song Ruoxi's eyes are slightly slight, "Since you have spoken too much, it's okay to say more. I don't like to speculate and speculate. It's better to spread the word!"

"Forget the old meaning and cherish the people in front of you." Ba used Song Ruoxi's words to persuade Qin Shaowei to express his profound meaning.

Song Ruoxi heard the string song and knew the meaning of elegant words, but said, "I don't understand what you said, what is the meaning of the past? Who is the person in front of you?"

"If the girl doesn't understand, Ba will not understand even more." Ba did not expose her, "It's late at night, girls, let's take a break soon!"

Song Ruoxi stared at the tree on the barely-eyed, then disappeared, slowly turned back to the room, lay on the bed, tossing and turning again. Although Song Ruoxi was not a vain person, she had to admit that she was flattered and a little unbelievable by Shangguan Moxun's heartthrob.

Forget the old meaning?

After she and the hairpin, if Lu Fengyan did not appear, the agreement would become a past event. Maybe someone would come to propose marriage the next day. Even if she wanted to fight, she would be afraid that she would not fight. If she didn't want to forget it, she would have to forget it.

Cherish the people in front of you?

Song Ruoxi recalled what Shangguan Moxun did for her. If there was no trace of affection, how could he do so many things for her? He sent flowers, horses and secret guards. But if he really had feelings for her, why didn't he express his feelings to her clearly? Were he trying to find out in such a roundabout way? Is he testing her feelings? Or is he arbitrarily taking charge? He refused to express his feelings clearly, was he worried that she would not accept it? Or was there another reason? When did he fall in love with her? Why did he like her?

After thinking about it, the answer seemed to float in the sky, or in front of him. Song Ruoxi smiled bitterly. A woman's heart was needled under the sea, and a man's heart was also needled under the sea? After the old man's birthday, she was going to see him. When she saw him, she had already made up her mind, but she could not resist the sleepiness. She closed her eyes and fell asleep.

There were too many guests at home, and whether they knew the courtesy or not, Ji Yun did not want any accidents. She used the excuse that Song Ruoxi wanted to embroider a hundred-shou screen and held her in the room, not allowed to step out of the hospital, nor did she go to the main courtyard to pay tribute. Even when she went to Songheyuan, Dingzhou Province, she took the initiative and waived it without authorization.

This is extremely unruly. Fortunately, Mrs. Song didn't have time to take care of her at this time. She was busy socializing with a few sisters-in-law and comforting her second aunt who was crying all day. The doctor in Beijing found more than a dozen Pan Miaoling and was sure that she had no chance of talking anymore. While everyone was sympathetic, she lamented that this girl would not find a good match in the future. It was pitiful! It's a pity!

The word "shame" on Pan Shiwei's face was still clear and clear. He found that using wine could make the ink lighter, and in time, he would definitely wash it off.

A few days later, the guests came one after another. The Song family was crowded with people, and it was as lively as a vegetable market. Fortunately, the Ji family and the Wen family were all in the capital, otherwise Song Ruoxi would have to live in the same hospital with others.

Song Lian and Song Huai were extremely cunning. Even if the Imperial College and the school were on vacation, they hid in the Ji family and refused to come back. Song Lian's reason was that he was focused on studying, preparing for the exam, and striving to high school. Song Huai's reason was simple and hateful. He wanted to compete with Ji Yunli and invited his grandfather to be a judge.

Song Ruoxi was very angry about the bad behavior of the two brothers being out of the matter. "It's too much, and they won't come back to see me. Mom, why should I take me back so early? Can't I pick me up after I wait for the 26th day of the 26th day of the warm birthday?"

Ji Yun raised her eyebrows and said, "If you are right, you don't have to sit here and complain now."

Song Ruoxi fell on the couch with a sad face, "I'm moldy, I'm going to grow mushrooms!"

"Come on, let me see where the mold is getting moldy? Where the mushrooms are growing?" Ji Yun said with a smile.

"Mom!" Song Ruoxi pouted, "I'm almost suffocating."

"Ph, ph, ph, childish words are not scruples."

"Mom, the Buddhist scriptures are......" Song Ruoxi suddenly remembered that the Heart Sutra had been copied, "Mom, my 100 copies of the Heart Sutra have been copied, please send me to Taohua Temple!"

"The old man said, girls are not allowed to go out these days, and even Bayas and the others are not allowed to go to the clan school. You still want to go to Taohua Temple. Don't even think about it. Heart Sutra, my mother will ask someone to send it to you."

Song Ruoxi fell back to the couch in disappointment again.

"Be good, let's bear it for a few more days, and it will be the twenty-seventh day." Ji Yun smiled as she touched her face.

Song Ruoxi had no other way except to stay away from home and use embroidery and calligraphy to pass the time. He finally ended up until the 26th day, and held a small birthday party to warm up in the evening.

Even for a warm birthday party, there were more than 200 people, with dozens of tables on the table, and the etiquette was grand and grand.

The next day, Mr. Song and Mrs. Song sat upright in the hall, and the children and grandchildren at home celebrated their birthday to Mr. Song. When Song Ruoxi saw Pan Shiwei, he could not see the shame on his face clearly, but he was still lustful and despicable.

When Song Lian saw Pan Shiwei's look at Song Ruoxi with something wrong, he turned his head and blocked his gaze.

"My son (daughter-in-law) wishes his father a long life and a long life."

"Daughter (son-in-law) wishes his father (father-in-law) both good fortune and longevity."

"The grandson (granddaughter) wishes grandfather a long life with the mountains and eternal blessings with the sea and the sky."

"The grandson (granddaughter) wishes my grandfather a greater life and a greater peace of mind."

Old Master Song looked at the filial sons and grandchildren in the house, and couldn't close his mouth, saying, "Get up, get up, eat longevity peaches to make you live longer."

Madam Chen greeted her and the eight girls came in with plates of small steamed buns with longevity peach-shaped buns. The small steamed buns were not big, one bite at a time. The younger generations each took a longevity peach. The man used his sleeves and the woman used a veil to cover his mouth and ate it.

"I've eaten it!"

"Golden beads, it's gold beads."

"ruby."

In order to seek good fortune, small items such as wish, golden beads, gems, jade beads, etc. were placed in the longevity peaches. The one Song Ruoxi bit the jade beads.

"Sister Seven, what have you eaten?" Pan Shiwei walked over with a saliva and asked.

Song Ruoxi took two steps back and said with a smile: "Yuzhu."

"I also ate jade beads, what a coincidence." Pan Shiwei said with a smile.

"The girls all went back to the house. I got up early today and I still have some busy days later. I may not be idle for a day. I took advantage of the time that I still have some time to go back and take a short look. When I get busy, I may be asked to help entertain the female family." Ji Yun found a reason to send Song Ruoxi away.

Song Ruoxi turned around and left. Pan Shiwei reached out to grab her, but Song Lian held her arm, "Cousin Wei, let's go ahead to greet the guests."

"I won't go, please let me go, I have something to say to Sister Qi." Pan Shiwei said.

"Cousin Wei, I'm busy today and I don't have time to chat." The anger in Song Lian's eyes flashed and he forced Pan Shiwei out.

The Song clan has been passed down for more than a hundred years and is divided into six halls. Each hall has four or five rooms in its hometown of Youcheng, and the rest are scattered in various parts of Fujian. The other halls have five garments, and there are three hundred tables outside. Those with high positions and wealthy families are invited to sit in Yanxi Tower and Yanqing Tower, which hold birthday banquets. There are still more than a dozen or twenty people.

Anletang and Old Master Song had about 60 families in the five sermons. Some were old and not suitable for coming, some were sick, some were jealous of the rich and the poor and unwilling to come. There were about 30 households, and the remaining more than 30 households came, four or five people in the family, and more than one hundred people.

In addition, there are dozens of sons, daughters, sons-in-law, grandchildren, grandchildren, granddaughter, and granddaughter of Mr. Song. There are also several in-laws and dozens of people. Yanxi Building accommodates nearly three hundred people.

These three hundred people are divided into male and female relatives. Because of the defense of men and women, the man is in Yanxi Tower in front and the woman is in Yanqing Tower in back. Since it is a birthday party, toasting is indispensable. Old Master Song is the old birthday star, and there are seven people above him. They are all sitting on the third floor. Old Master Song personally toasted. Those who are peers and younger than him are toasted by his legitimate son Song Shu. The second floor is toasted by Song Yi, three illegitimate brothers, and the first floor is toasted by Song Han and six brothers.

As for the female relatives, because Wen was pregnant, Xiao Jiang was replaced by Xiao Jiang. The second floor was Ouyang and Ji Yun, and the first floor was led by his eldest aunt Song Ruoxiao. The younger brothers of the Song family did not marry, so they were replaced by six girls who were born.

The six girls from the Song family went to the third floor to toast the old lady Song and the elders and came to the first floor. Before they could speak, they heard someone shouting: "The toasts are here. Everyone is ready. We have to drink three cups of one cup, not more or less, and six cups will be fined if they are missing."

Song Ruoxi looked at the fat woman talking, but didn't know her.

Song Ruoxiao smiled and said, "Don't worry, sister-in-law Li, you will never break the rules as a sister."

One cup for guests and three cups for guests is a rule, etiquette, and respect for guests. It is just a test of the owner's alcohol tolerance.

Although the wine that women used to drink was sweet wine, it was still intoxicating if they drank too much. Song Ruoxi had already drunk dozens of glasses upstairs, and his face turned red. He drank more than a dozen more glasses. The wine was filled with wine, making his ink pupils and his eyes blurred.

Xiang Xiu quietly stepped forward and helped her change her wine glass.

"My cousin's wife, Xi'er toast you." When she came to Jiang's face, Song Ruoxi touched her lips and found that the cup was not filled with wine, but tea. She was secretly happy. She drank it as if nothing had happened and looked at Xiangxiu with praise.

Next, Song Ruoxi drank tea. Did the others change the situation? She didn't have time to take care of it. She finally toasted everyone's wine, and put a lot of wine and tea, her head was dizzy and her stomach was bloated.

"Super birthday noodles." If you don't eat birthday noodles, you can't leave the table. Seeing that the sisters were a little overwhelmed, Song Ruoxiao hurriedly said loudly.

After a while, the servants brought the birthday noodles and set a bowl in front of them. Song Ruoxiu took a few symbolic bites, and Xiangxiu and Qinghe helped her out, asking the woman to carry the soft chair and take her back to Zhuyinyuan.

Following Song Ruoxi was Song Ruoying, but she did not go back to Lanpuyuan, but instead sent two maids to Yanxiyuan in front. Zhu Qianli also came to celebrate her birthday today. She couldn't help but want to see her fiancé.

The warm wind in early summer made people drunk, not to mention that Song Ruoying, who was already seventy-six-six-six-something, had been walking for a while, and her legs became weak. When she saw the huge rocks in front of her, she walked over and wanted to sit down. Unexpectedly, when she sat down, she felt sleepy, lay down, closed her eyes and fell asleep.

"What a drunken picture." Song Ruoyan walked over with two maids. Seeing Song Ruoying sleeping on the stone, she smiled strangely and reached out to touch Song Ruoying's cheek, "If you want to meet a lover, I will help you find a lover to meet you."

"Girl, don't say so much. If someone comes here, it won't be done." A gray-clothed maid with a scary scar on her face carried Song Ruoying on her back.

Song Ruoyan narrowed her eyes slightly and said, "Luoer, you can try to call out Master Weibiao and take it to that hut."

"I know." Luoer agreed and went to Yanxi Tower.
Chapter completed!