: Showing the mother-in-law's style

Mrs. Song sat upright and replied with a smile: "The guests have been sent away, and her wife also made an appointment with Mrs. Wen to go to Songshan Temple to burn incense and worship Buddha next time."

Song Ci's actions of siping tea were paused, and after a while, she said lightly.

She knew that Gu had taken a fancy to him.

Seeing that her reaction was mediocre, Mrs. Song couldn't figure out what she was thinking. Did she like Miss Wen or didn't like it?

Mrs. Song gritted her teeth and asked carefully: "Mother, look, how about this Miss Wen? But is it worthy of our Su'er?"

Song Ci didn't say anything, but just pinched the small-leaf red sandalwood bead string in his hand and slid slowly.

Madam Gong stood beside her, her eyes drooped and she looked at Song Ci.

The sun at the south window was already a little tilted, and the afterglow hit her wrinkled face, casting shadows of varying depths, which made the expression not very clear and seemed a little unfathomable.

Madam Gong withdrew her gaze and thought to herself that the old lady's mother-in-law style was very deep, and the eldest lady could not sit still.

Song Ci looked at Mrs. Song and asked with a smile: "If I don't deserve it, you won't watch it?"

Mrs. Song's heart sank, hesitated, and said, "This is what the prime minister means, and it is also the one who mentioned it. Look at her, Miss Wen has nothing to choose."

"Mother-in-law, the longest thing you get along with is you, the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law. Without me, the grandmother, who gets along with you and the granddaughter-in-law, I always have to walk ahead of you."

Mrs. Song was shocked and stood up quickly and said in panic: "Mother must not say this. My wife knows that you have always loved Su'er and I am looking forward to him marrying a good wife. You have experienced a lot, and you must have a way of looking at people. As the saying goes, you have eaten more salt than your wife. Just comment and let's make a total of the total."

Song Ci stopped sliding the rosary, sighed, and said, "If you ask me to say it, then I will say a few words. As you said, Miss Wen has no choice but to choose from a family background. Rules, etiquette and upbringing. To be honest, it can be followed by the imperial concubine's standards."

Mrs. Song was surprised. This was such a high evaluation?

"But I think she is arrogant and arrogant, and she is a little arrogant."

Mrs. Song was stunned.

"The man she wants is arrogant and is probably very strong. The man she wants must be higher than her and strong enough. Otherwise, she will not be able to suppress her and she will look down on her. Do you think Su'er is that kind of strong man?"

Song Ci smiled faintly and said, "Works for strong women and weak men must depend on their personality. First, they are strong to the extreme and suppressed to the end. For example, the princess and the fourth brother, both of them are willing to fight and the other are willing to be beaten, but Su'er has that kind of temperament? If not, then strong women and weak men, imagine the married life of their young couple? You are a mother, can you be willing to watch your son being suppressed by your wife? Especially he is still the eldest son. The eldest son and his daughter-in-law cannot be harmonious, and everything is in a discussion, which is not a good thing for the family development."

Mrs. Song's face turned green.

Who would like to do this? It’s not that everyone is her Song Ci!

But thinking of Wen Zishan's behavior, she said embarrassedly: "That, Miss Wen looks very gentle and skillful, doesn't look strong, right?"

Song Ci fiddled with the beads again and said, "Not to mention whether she is strong or not, this woman is not a big bad thing. The key is whether this person can be twisted clearly. In addition to being so strong, she also likes her background. Even if she is a concubine's son and daughter like Song Ruwei, she also disdains. Do you know what this means?"
Chapter completed!