The ladies in gorgeous clothes gathered around Song Taijun and Song Wenqing, crying and laughing with them. It was so lively.
Being squeezed and pushed by a group of women, Xiaoman was naturally pushed to the outside. She was like a spectator, watching the main actors cry and laugh.
Suddenly, she felt that she hated Song Mansion
This place gave her no sense of home.
Finally, Song Wenqing finished reminiscing with his grandma. He remembered her super soy sauce bottle and introduced him: "Grandma, mother, this is Xiaoman. I plan to marry her."
As soon as the words fell, Xiaoman saw that all the heads turned towards her, and then, countless flying knives and cold arrows were shot "swish-swish-"
If looks could kill, she felt that she must have become a hornet's nest at this moment
"Hello, Mr. Song, hello, Mrs. Song," Xiaoman said, breaking into a cold sweat.
Song Taijun was about seventy years old, with gray hair and a kind face. He did not have too many gold and silver jewelry on his head and his clothes were simple and elegant.
As for Mrs. Song, Xiaoman really doesn’t know who among the five or six women in their forties and fifties is Mrs. Song?
However, she soon found out
"If you want to enter the door of our Song family, this greeting is not very formal. Even a princess of the Zhou Dynasty, coming here for the first time, has to kowtow to the Taijun and serve tea in a serious manner."
A middle-aged woman wearing a brocade robe with peony and phoenix patterns came out of the procession
Not to mention anything else, Mrs. Song's shining golden headdress alone made Xiao Man feel dizzy.
Feeling dizzy, Xiaoman noticed Mrs. Song’s eyes
She didn't know why, but she felt from the bottom of her heart that Mrs. Song was the spokesperson for shallow, treacherous, and vicious women throughout the ages.
She really wanted to tell Mrs. Song that she didn't want to be the daughter-in-law of their Song family at all.
If Song Wenqing hadn't forced her to come, she would have left long ago!
Want me to kowtow and serve tea? Go to hell!
Thinking of this, Xiaoman suddenly felt that if she was crazy and violent, would she be kicked out of the Song family?
However, she now has no power and is completely disabled. How should she live without Song Wenqing?
Just when Xiao Man was hesitating, Song Wenqing rushed out of the encirclement, hugged her and said: "Come, let's go into the room and serve tea to grandma. After serving tea, you will be my wife, Song Wenqing, and you will be with me till the end of your life."