"You are so brave! How dare you hold a knife in Jinling City?" Song Chengyan was so angry that his wrists trembled and he pointed angrily at Su Yin.
Su Yin narrowed his eyes coldly, "Mr. Song is so brave. He dares to fight with others privately in the house, and he still wants to be lynched?"
The steward asked angrily from the side, "It's obvious that you came to provoke me and beat up my servants of the Song family. Now you have shown your sword in the hall. If you don't want me to take it, go to the Yamen and explain it clearly!"
When Jiang Ping heard this, he laughed angrily and said, "Our young master came to visit us personally to acknowledge his marriage, but it turned out to be a provocation at our door! Who do you think you are, worthy of our provocation at our door?"
When the atmosphere in the lobby was tense and tense, a woman over fifty suddenly walked out of the back hall. The person who helped the woman out was a woman about the same age as Song Lan.
They are somewhat similar, and they don't look like the servants in the mansion. They are quite luxurious.
"Old Madam!" The steward was startled when he saw this, and then called quickly.
Song Chengyan also frowned, but his attitude was quite gentle, "What are you doing out here?"
Su Yin raised her eyebrows. It seemed that this woman was the wife played by Song Cheng. Judging from her dress and age, she should be the same as the eldest lady Song Lan said. But this woman ages faster than men. In comparison,
Next, Song Cheng seems to be younger.
Song Lan is the direct daughter of the family, a descendant of the eldest lady.
The woman in front of her is graceful and graceful, with her half-white hair tied high on the back of her head. She wears a gold hairpin, a purple gold jacket, and a hollow turquoise gold collar. She is very luxurious.
After seeing Su Yin, she looked at her carefully and asked in a majestic voice with some hesitation, "Are you Lan'er's son?"
Su Yin couldn't figure out the old lady's attitude, so she bowed and said, "That's the boy."
The woman nodded slowly, a smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, and the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes deepened, "Now that she has grown so big, she looks a bit like Lan'er."
Su Yin stood up straight and looked at the lady. It seemed that Song Lan was the mother.
The woman who was supporting the eldest lady covered her lips and smiled, looked at Song Chengyan and said angrily, "Dad, I finally returned home and just had a conversation with my mother when the noise in the front hall started.
Even the inner courtyard heard it clearly. I heard that my sister sent my nephew to bring a letter home?"
After that, he looked at Su Yin.
Su Yin was also sizing up the woman in front of her. She was about the same age as Song Lan, but she looked younger. She was wearing an apricot-colored brocade jacket with a fringe-shaped coral emerald neckline. There was an emerald fringe button on the collar, making the whole outfit look majestic and gorgeous.
Finally, there were several hairpins of various styles inserted into it.
"You're talking nonsense again, where did the little nephew come from! Your sister died more than ten years ago, so I just don't think of her as my daughter!" Song Chengyan did not hide his anger and yelled.
The old lady frowned, "Feng'er came all the way back, could it be that he wanted you to scold him? He's showing off his authority at home again!"
After saying this, he turned to look at Su Yin and the tense group of people behind Su Yin.
"Why don't you all retreat! How can you be polite!" The old lady's words were really useful. The housekeeper hesitated and glanced at the master, and when he saw that the master didn't say anything, he led the people to retreat.
In fact, the old lady's behavior paved the way for Song Chengyan. Otherwise, if this family matter really went to the government, wouldn't he be laughed at behind his back and stabbed in the spine?
"Your mother, are you feeling well now?" The old lady sat down slowly and extended her hand to motion for Su Yin to sit down.