“Isn’t what I’m going to face next delicious and delicious?”
Song Huiyue continued to walk to Song Qinghui's house suspiciously, planning to read a few stories to Song Qinghui today so that he could feel the warmth from her eldest sister.
However, before she even stepped onto the steps, she silently stopped and called out "Mother."
Mrs. Song stood at the door with a dark face: "Don't call me mother, I can't afford it. You will be my mother from now on."
"Ah?" Song Huiyue scratched her head, "For such a big matter, we should wait until Qinghui wakes up to discuss it together. After all, you are the mother of both of us."
"You don't learn how to speak well! What nonsense are you talking about!" Mrs. Song picked up the bamboo stick and ran towards Song Huiyue, cursing angrily as she ran, "Look at yourself, do you still look like a little lady? What are you doing?
Good! You actually got yourself into jail!"
Song Huiyue had already fled by familiar means when she was holding the stick. The yard was too small for her to perform. Tan Ran rebelled again and locked the door, so she could only wander around in the yard.
“Aniang is wronged!”
Aunt Lin and Yuan Yuan chased Mrs. Song left and right, not only afraid that she would fall, but also afraid that she would really hit Song Huiyue. Their palms were sweaty in their hurry.
"Madam, please stop running away. My wife is worried about you. Ever since I found out you were in jail, my wife has been so anxious that she can't even eat. She has been thinking about you these days!"
Song Huiyue ran very fast, with no intention of being beaten to fulfill her filial piety.
Mrs. Song rushed to catch up: "Look! Look! If I don't marry someone, she won't be able to stay at home. How many pounds does she think she has? How dare she go out and do big things with others! How will she die in the future?
I don’t even know! If I don’t conquer her today, she will go to heaven!”
Aunt Lin supported her, but she couldn't keep up with Song Huiyue's nimble steps. She was panting from exhaustion: "Madam, the eldest lady has an idea..."
Song Huiyue turned to Yin Xiao and grabbed Yin Xiao: "Get on the roof, quickly!"
Without saying a word, Yin Xiao carried Song Huiyue on his back and jumped up to the roof.
Mrs. Song was dumbfounded while holding the bamboo stick. She stood still and looked up at the people on the roof: "Yuanyuan, go set up the ladder. If I don't beat her today, she will go to her father's road."
Already."
Yuan Yuan asked Aunt Lin for help, and Aunt Lin said, "Go if Madam tells you to."
Then she mouthed silently: "Slowly."
Yuanyuan understood and slowly went to get the ladder.
After hearing Mrs. Song's words, Song Huiyue sighed deeply in her heart, and then said with a smile: "Mom, I'm very hungry, just let me eat first."
"Starve you to death! It saves me the trouble!" Mrs. Song raised her head and squinted her eyes to look at her. She felt heartbroken when she saw that her big eyes were flashing like her father's.
But the more distressed she felt, the more angry she became, angry that Song Huiyue got involved in the important affairs of King Jin.
She pointed at Yin Xiao: "And you, you have been messing around with her all day long, why don't you bring her down to me quickly, or I'll beat you up too!"
Yin Xiao jumped down from the roof neatly, turned his back to Mrs. Song, and took the initiative to ask Mrs. Song to vent her anger.
Mrs. Song didn't want to put in the effort to hit him. He was just a man with copper skin and iron bones. Her hands hurt even after hitting him.
"Auntie," Song Huiyue called again, "I'm really hungry."
Then her stomach made a growling sound at the right time, indicating that she was indeed hungry.
When Mrs. Song heard that she was really hungry, she had no choice but to glare at her and tell her to send her the meal first so that she could eat enough.
At this time, Yuan Yuancai came belatedly with a ladder and took Song Huiyue down.
Aunt Lin quickly asked Yuan Yuan to help Mrs. Song into the house, and she pushed Song Huiyue and Yin Xiao to the kitchen, where hot soup was simmering all the time, as well as the pork buns Tan Ran bought early in the morning.
Song Huiyue bared her teeth at the meat buns, and Aunt Lin smiled and said: "If you don't want to eat this, I also made steamed rolls and asked Tan Ran to buy fried ghosts."
Tan Ran heard it outside and went out to buy it while muttering that fried ghost was not cost-effective.
Aunt Lin opened the steamer and took out the steamed rolls: "Madam, you really scared us to death this time. We don't know what is going on in the cell. We only know that you bring food in three times a day and see you there."
When I don't see you, even though the prince has spoken in advance, my wife is still anxious. She is so anxious that she can't even eat or sleep. If something happens to you, if I say something bad, my wife may not survive."
Song Huiyue took the steamed roll and ate one: "Hey."
She just sighed, stopped talking, and ate with all her strength. After eating, she drank tea, told Yin Xiao to feed the thrush she brought back, and then got up and went to Mrs. Song's room.
"Aniang," she waved Yuanyuan out, "I've made you worried."
Mrs. Song sat on the edge of the bed, turned her head and hid tears in her eyes.
Song Huiyue sat next to Mrs. Song, held Mrs. Song's hand, and whispered: "Auntie, don't worry, I'm not following my father's old path. It's just that the tree wants to be quiet but the wind doesn't stop. That madman from the Zhang family must be
I have made an agreement with Prince Jin to bring down the madman who wants to harm us. The prince has the appearance of a true dragon and has been plotting for so many years. He will not let anything happen to me."
Mrs. Song couldn't help but burst into tears. She turned around and held Song Huiyue in her arms: "Good boy, I understand, but I'm afraid!"
She used her skinny arms to pull Song Huiyue into her arms, wishing she could hide Song Huiyue back in her belly so that no one could find her.
"Your father is gone. Qinghui is still lying in bed. I don't know if he will wake up in this life. You are the only one left with me. If you are good or bad..."
"Don't be afraid, Mom, I will definitely live a long time," Song Huiyue patted Mrs. Song's back gently, "I will live to be seventy or eighty years old. All my teeth will fall out and I will not be able to walk."
When she talked about knitting the drying dishes in prison, she spoke in an understatement, as if the prison was the same as the backyard.
She racked her brains again and said many witty words, which made Mrs. Song put her heart back in her stomach. Aunt Lin made her ginger black bean pork elbows. She smelled the fragrance and became greedy. She was in the room and her heart was in her heart.
Kitchen, salivating and wanting to try it.
Mrs. Song saw what she was thinking at a glance, smiled and patted her twice, which meant that she had been beaten and told her to go and satisfy her craving.
Song Huiyue ran into the kitchen and had a taste, then walked around the house, looking at this and that. After reading it, she ate and slept with satisfaction, and was full of energy. She stayed with Song the next day.
My wife and Aunt Lin went to buy Buddhist flowers, pears, orchids, walnuts, and Zezhou glutinous rice for the Buddha, and prepared wine and fruits to send to the gods.
When the New Year's Day came, I didn't go out.
Everything was ready. We got up early to worship our ancestors and worship Buddha. For the whole day after that, everyone didn't go out and just ate all kinds of food. Even Song Qinghui, who was lying in bed, was fed an extra bowl of soup than usual, but Song Huiyue was the only one.
He and Yin Xiao went out of the house and went to the leaderless palace, where they buried the snake to send off the plague god.
When it comes time to stay up late, only Yin Xiao and Song Huiyue have to stay up late.
Mrs. Song will go to Xie's house, Dr. Zu's house, and the royal palace to pay New Year's greetings early tomorrow morning. She has rested early. Others have been busy all year long. She will also go to bed early tonight to let the juniors watch the New Year.