Ji Yun was going to pick up Song Ruoxi from Jinglian Temple. The four concubines and three girls in the family were different. Song Ruohu gloated and said, "Maid Chi is really stupid. She thought that she could replace Xi girl by following her wife. Now that Xi girl is going to go back, she is in vain."

"She is just like her biological mother. She thought that holding the wife would be fine and could be recorded in the wife's name. She forgot that the master is the head of this family." Aunt Liu sneered contemptuously, "If the master speaks, will she dare not obey the wife?"

"If you want to remember it in the name of my wife, I should remember it in the name of my wife. What is she a thing?" Song Ruohu twisted a handkerchief and gritted her teeth. She always thought that she was better than the sisters, but she was born to a concubine, and was shorter than those legitimate daughters. If she remembered it in the name of her legitimate mother, although she could not compare to the real legitimate daughter, she could express her recognition and attention from her legitimate mother and her family, and her identity was much higher than that of ordinary concubines. She thought so much, and she pointed to her own people and believed that Song Ruochi was trying to please Ji Yun for this.

"Madam will not let anyone remember it in her name." Aunt Liu sighed lightly.

"Auntie, I'll be in the process of going to bed next year. Have you told my father about the matter?" Song Ruohu asked with a pout.

"Don't worry, girl, you are the eldest girl in the family, and the master will do it for you. At that time, my aunt will help you take a good look, help the girl choose a good family, and marry as the housekeeper's wife." Aunt Liu smiled flatteringly.

"This is natural." Song Ruohu raised his eyebrows proudly, "Song Ruoxi has a deep Buddhist connection. He has lived in the temple for so many years and will become a nun in the future."

"It's a good thing for a Bodhisattva in this family to have a family, right?" Aunt Liu sneered.

In the mansion, not only Aunt Liu and Song Ruohu were talking about Song Ruoxi's return, but the other two mothers and daughters were also talking about this.

Aunt Zou looked at her daughter Song Ruochi with a loving look on her face, reached out to touch her braid that was hanging on her shoulders, and said, "Miss Three, this second girl is the daughter of the wife's relatives, and no one can beat her. Once she comes back, the eldest girl, the eldest daughter, has no idea. Girl, you don't have to be angry with the eldest girl anymore."

Song Ruochi tilted his head and smiled: "Although the second sister is spoiled by her wife, she is much easier to get along with than the older sister as long as she follows her wishes."

"Mrs. She is your legitimate mother. She is powerful, but she is not a cruel person. You are respectful and obedient to your wife, and you should also be the same with the second girl. In this way, the wife will not make things difficult for you. The aunt does not hope for anything and does not want to fight for anything. She just hopes that the wife will help you find a good family so that you can get married safely." Aunt Zou sighed softly.

"Auntie, don't worry, I won't argue with my second sister or something." Song Ruochi said, holding her hand.

In the next yard, Song Ruojuan asked in fear: "Auntie, the second sister is coming back, what should I do?"

"The fourth girl doesn't need to be afraid. So many years have passed. The second girl was seriously ill and had no time to investigate. Now those people are dead and sold, so she doesn't want to investigate again. After the second girl comes back, the fourth girl will say more good things to coax her. Don't learn from the idiot, if you want to learn, learn from the third girl." Aunt Xu said calmly.

"I understand, I will learn from my third sister." Song Ruojuan's little face was tense.

The three mothers and daughters were whispering. Aunt Mei, who lived in the Meiliyuan, had only been in the door for a year and had never seen Song Ruoxi. She was not very clear about the matter of this legitimate girl, so she asked the mother who served her, "How could this second girl live in the temple?"

"When I say to my aunt, the second girl is a blessed person. After being favored by the God Ni, she followed the God Ni to live in the temple. The Dharma is boundless and the blessing of the Bodhisattva, the second girl is going well and healthy." The woman was Ji Yun's man, saying the set of rhetoric that she declared to the outside world.

Song Ruoxi suffered from "soul loss" and Song Sui and Ji Yun kept it tightly. This incident would never affect Song Ruoxi's reputation and mislead her marriage.

Everything was done. Just waiting for the journey, the day before he set off, news came that Prince Qi's concubine passed away. Ji Yun, the prefect, would go to the Prince's Mansion to pay condolences in the next few days. He couldn't escape and went to Jinglian Temple to pick up his precious daughter, and he couldn't help but complain that the concubine had died at the wrong time.

"Mom, I'll go pick up my sister back." Song Huai volunteered.

"You go?" Ji Yun took off the golden hairpin on her head and sighed with a smile, "Huai'er, don't cause trouble for your mother here, go to the study room to read."

"Mom, what I said is true. I am almost twelve years old and have grown up. I can share my worries for my mother." Song Huai had a tense face, serious and serious expression, with an expression that was unquestionable to his mother.

"Yes, yes, yes, mom's little Huai'er has grown up." Ji Yun responded casually, got up and walked behind the clothes rack, changing her clothes to pay her respects.

"Mom, my brother can help me read the account book at the age of nine. Although I am not as capable as my brother, I will definitely do such a small thing as going to the temple to pick up my sister." Song Huai pulled Ji Yun's sleeve and refused to let go, "Mom, I miss my sister, I want to pick her up."

Ji Yun smiled as she looked at her younger son who had grown taller, faded and calmer, and her eyes turned, intending to test him, "Huai'er, you want your sister, you want to pick her up, of course, this is good, but if Shen Ni keeps your sister and doesn't let you pick her up, what should you do?"

Song Huai thought for a while and said, "Huaier would tell Shen Ni, 'The nature of heaven and earth is precious. No one's behavior is greater than filial piety.' Therefore, the parents are more strict in order to support their parents.' My sister is the daughter of her parents. She has lived outside for so long. It is time to go home and be filial to her parents."

"Huai'er's words are reasonable." Ji Yun nodded comfortably, and the book was not in vain. "Okay, you will go to the temple to pick up your sister back."

Song Huai jumped happily, "Mom, I'll pack up now."

Looking at the youngest son running out, Ji Yun sighed with relief. From childhood to adulthood, she educated her three children in private. They are a mother and compatriots, and they must support each other and not forget their love. Now it seems that all three children take this to heart, which is great. Only when brothers support each other can the family prosper; while women are different from men, they must rely on others and rely on their father and brother at home. After getting married, their husbands and children will rely on them, but without the support of their mother-in-law, they will be looked down upon by their in-laws and even bullied by their in-laws. Just like the fourth wife in the mansion, they are really pitiful.

"Madam, it's time to change your clothes." The maid Mu Tao reminded softly.

Ji Yun calmed down, changed her simple clothes, met Song Sui at the mansion, and went to the county prince's mansion to pay condolences.
Chapter completed!