Song Qiu came here to send a thank-you gift and then hurried home. He only had to sit and sit for a while, but he never thought that he would get such good news.
She was immediately overjoyed and said, "That's great! It's really hard work, brother and sister-in-law. Don't worry, sister-in-law, I will be on call that day!"
Mrs. Shen chuckled lightly, "Why are you so polite to us? But whether this thing can be done in the end, you have to wait until someone comes and you will know."
Song Qiu nodded, "That's the truth. I know it. No matter what happens in the end, I will always thank my eldest brother and sister-in-law. When my new house is decorated, you must come on the day of the greenhouse. I will cook it myself."
I’ll prepare a table of new dishes for you!”
Mrs. Shen loved novelties, and she felt happy from the bottom of her heart when she heard this. "Okay, I won't be polite to you. You can set a date and send a message later, and we will come."
Song Qiu pursed his lips and smiled, then changed the topic and said: "It's true that it's hard work for my brother and sister-in-law. The furniture in this new house is almost the same, including the courtyards and gardens, and the green plants. In this aspect,
I don’t understand either, and I would like to ask my sister-in-law to help me with my advice.”
When Mrs. Shen heard this, she became interested and thought carefully, "Tomorrow I will go to my aunt's place. She has a farm. There are many good varieties on the farm. I will help you get some and have them delivered to you.
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I've also seen the drawings of your house. It has a pretty big garden, right? I'll get you two more rockeries, as well as the pond, and I'll also find you some fish fry."
Shen was born in a noble family, and she still has some appreciation in this area. Song Qiu was very happy when he heard this, and said repeatedly: "This is really great! It's really troublesome for my sister-in-law!"
As soon as the business was finished, Song Zhenzhen, who had taken a nap and got up, was carried in by the wet nurse. When she saw Song Qiu, her eyes suddenly lit up. She broke away and ran over, "Aunt Aqiu, you are here!"
The little girl had just woken up. Because her hair was thin and messy from sleep, her hair was soft and lying on the top of her head, making it a mess.
Mrs. Shen glanced at the wet nurse.
The nurse bowed and said, "Miss, I want grandma to comb her hair and not let me touch it."
Song Zhenzhen had climbed into Song Qiu's arms, hugging Song Qiu and saying coquettishly: "Aunt Aqiu is here, I want Aunt Aqiu to comb her hair! Comb her hair like Sister Hong!"
Song Qiu held Song Zhenzhen steady to prevent her from falling. Hearing this, he was stunned and said, "What sister Hong?"
Mrs. Shen laughed, "Didn't you give her two dolls last time? She calls the one in red clothes Sister Hong, and the one in pink clothes Sister Fen. She even hugs the one to sleep at night. She likes it!"
As soon as Shen said it, Song Qiu understood.
The last time she came to ask about the furniture, Zhenzhen pestered her to make delicious snacks. At that time, she was in a hurry to go back because of something and couldn't stay, so she promised to give her a beautiful doll as compensation.
Later, when I went back, I drew the image of two little girls from later generations of anime, one in red clothes with double buns, and one in pink clothes with two short braids. I asked Ms. Li, who is good at needlework, to choose good fabrics and stuff them with cotton to sew.
came out and delivered it to Zhenzhen.
She didn't know whether Zhenzhen liked it or not, but she didn't expect that the little girl couldn't put it down.
Then she smiled and said, "Okay, Auntie will comb it for you."
Song Zhenzhen clapped her hands happily, and the little adult pulled Song Qiu to her boudoir.
As soon as the wet nurse finished serving her, the people who served her quickly followed her.
Mrs. Shen looked at her daughter's excitement, shook her head and smiled, that's it, her daughter's family has only been relaxed and happy for the past few years, so let her go.
Song Wenzhi and Mrs. Shen had one son and one daughter. The house behind the drug store had two entrances. Apart from the servants who served, the four masters lived in a very spacious house.
Song Zhenzhen is only four years old this year, and the bedroom she lives in is also very large.
Not only is it large, but it is also decorated as exquisitely as a girl’s boudoir.
Song Qiu couldn't help but click her tongue when she looked at her three-tiered jewelry box.
Good guy, this four-year-old girl has more jewelry than she does.
There is no girl who doesn’t like jewelry.
The various eye-catching jewelry made Song Qiu feel itchy in his heart.
She had seen many beautiful and delicate little girls in her previous life. Once upon a time, she had dreamed of giving birth to a daughter in the future. She would dress her up every day, take her out on the street, pretend to be mother and daughter, etc. It was really a lot of fun.
I didn't do it in my previous life, but I have to strive to do it in this life.
Song Qiu looked at the lovely Song Zhenzhen and felt happy to practice her skills in advance. She squeezed the wooden comb and started moving.
Tie up the two balls of hair, then find two exquisite red hair ropes in the jewelry box and wrap them around them. The hair ropes hang down to the shoulders.
Song Qiu looked at his results with satisfaction and said, "Okay."
Song Zhenzhen looked at herself again and again in the bronze mirror, smiling so hard that her little fangs were exposed, "That's it! Well, I have to wear red clothes!"
"Mother Wang, hurry up and bring me the new clothes that my mother just made for me, so I can put them on!"
Not long after, Song Zhenzhen, wearing a red skirt, with her hair in a bun and a red hair tie, ran back to the flower hall on her short legs, spinning in circles in front of Mrs. Shen like a butterfly.
"Mom, do I look good?"
Shen smiled and said, "It looks good."
Song Zhenzhen was even more happy, circling around and going to the drugstore in front to show her father.
Song Qiu smiled and turned to say goodbye to Mrs. Shen, "I have been in the county for so long, and my grandma is still watching at home. It's getting late, so I have to go back. When someone comes, my sister-in-law will ask someone to take her to the dessert shop.
If you believe me, I will come to town."
Mrs. Shen nodded, stood up and sent her out.
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After leaving Tongfang Pharmacy, the carriage went straight out of the town and headed back to Songshan Village.
They stopped all the way to the inn. It was already past dinner time and the inn was not busy. Song Qiu was very hungry, so he asked Wang to get them some food first.
"The old lady came over this morning to see if the girl has come back," Tao Zheng said.
Song Qiu listened and said, "Has all the furniture been delivered? I asked them to deliver it in the village, and not take it to Zhuangzi, right?"
"No, the old lady asked us to put all the furniture in the back room temporarily, and said we would wait until the girl comes back to see how to arrange it. The former house has been completed, and the old lady has also moved back from the village.
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Song Qiu heard that her grandma had come back from Zhuangzi to live. Where would she live?
Now that the house is completed, will Master Cheng’s wages be paid to her?
Hearing this, Song Qiu couldn't sit still. Wang was very quick and fried three dishes and brought them up, including ready-made rice.
She grabbed two bowls of rice and headed back to the village.
Tao Zheng took the account book and wanted to report on the situation and surplus of the inn and tea shed in the past ten days.
Song Qiu waved his hand, "Let's talk tomorrow. I'll come over tomorrow. Last month's wages haven't been paid yet!"
On the day she went to the county seat, everyone in the inn was supposed to be paid their wages in the afternoon. She had been delayed for ten days. She had to come back tomorrow to pay them, otherwise they would have to pay this month's wages again.
The wages of everyone who built houses in the village also have to be paid.
I'm afraid all the money in her grandma's hands has been given to Master Cheng. This is her grandma's personal money, so I have to give it back to her.
Song Qiu took Aling and strode back to the village.
In the distance, I saw a familiar figure on the gentle slope looking out of the village.
Song Qiu suddenly felt a sore nose, waved his hand and shouted: "Grandma!"