: See you for your son

Mrs. Wei was not in a hurry to take a seat, so she pulled Wang Qiuman behind her forward and smiled and said, "Man'er, this is Mrs. Song, let's go and see her."

Wang Qiuman stepped forward slowly and bowed: "Wang Qiuman has met Mrs. Song, and I wish Mrs. Tai is lucky and healthy."

"Okay, don't be too polite, come forward and let me see?" Song Ci waved to her with a smile and said to Mrs. Wei: "I've been sick this time. Apart from my own girl, I have never seen other young girls. Do you know my heart? Is this a girl who is like a flower to make me happy?"

She blinked at Mrs. Wei, is it her? The girl who wants to date my son?

Mrs. Wei nodded invisibly and said, "The older this person is, the more I want to see some fresh people or things. I know this and bring her along. Don't say that this child is with me, and I have the illusion that I am a lot younger."

Wang Qiuman walked to Song Ci, held her hands and asked cordially how old she was and what she did on weekdays.

Wang Qiuman replied one by one, with clear mouths and generous words.

Song Ci patted her hands and said, "It's a good boy." He then took a string of tourmaline from the coffee table beside him and put it on her hand: "This is the first time I see you, I don't have any good things to give you. You usually wear it to play with."

Wang Qiuman looked down and saw that the tourmaline was colorful pearlescent, round and transparent, and looked extremely luxurious, so he refused: "Madam, this is too expensive."

"It's not expensive. My old bones are not suitable for wearing this kind of thing. They are just right for you little girls. Wear it."

"This..." Wang Qiuman hesitated a little, looked at Mrs. Wei, nodded when she saw her, and then accepted it, and thanked Song Ci solemnly.

Song Ci said: "Come here to have a good tour. Gu Shi, Qier, are there, let her accompany Xiao Man'er?"

Mrs. Song smiled and said, "My wife has asked someone to call that girl."

As soon as the words were finished, a maid came to report that Song Ruqi had arrived.

Song Ruqi walked in and saluted Song Ci first, and was pointed out to saluting Mrs. Wei. She received a bracelet as a meeting gift before she greeted Wang Qiuman.

"Qi'er, have fun with Xiao Man'er." Song Ci said.

Song Ruqi smiled and said yes.

Mrs. Wei also said to Wang Qiuman: "You have just come to Beijing for a while and have met a few young sisters, go and have fun."

Wang Qiuman nodded and followed Song Ruqi down.

Song Ruqi led Wang Qiuman out of Chunhuitang and said, "I see that Sister Qiuman is older than me, so I will call you sister?"

The previous one is Song Xiang's second daughter, Wang Qiuman did not dare to be negligent and arrogant, and smiled gently: "Then I will accept it, take the liberty to come and disturb Sister Qi's arrangements. Please don't be surprised."

"I have no arrangements, I just play the piano and write in the boudoir. What do you do on weekdays?" Song Ruqi saw an exquisite purse tied around her waist and said, "This purse looks beautiful. This butterfly looks like it is about to fly. Did you make it yourself? Can I see it?"

Wang Qiuman took off his purse and handed it to her with both hands: "I made it on my own daily life. It's not that beautiful, but I have used it. If you like it, I'll make one for you."

Song Ruqi's eyes lit up: "That's good. I'm talking about the piano well, but Nu Hong is a mess, and the embroidery worker is even worse. If you are willing, then I'll thank you. By the way, I like peony. Can you embroider peony for me?"

Wang Qiuman nodded.

"The grandmothers and the others couldn't finish talking for a while. Otherwise, you go to our yard and let's draw a picture?" Song Ruqi was in a state of interest, and without waiting for Wang Qiuman to agree, she pulled her away.
Chapter completed!