Nuer Hong has always been the birth of a daughter in the family. When the father burst into tears of joy, he buried it in a jar and dug it up when the daughter grew up and came out of the palace, in order to call her daughter red.
Restaurants outside also sell daughter's red wine, but it's not as authentic.
When Song Youyu was young, he didn't know where he heard such an allusion. He insisted on burying one in the yard and digging it out when his sisters got married.
This matter had been arranged by the first grade of junior high school, and he didn't dare to let the master and his wife know about it, so he went out to buy a jar of wine secretly, took Song Youyu and buried it secretly in the yard in the middle of the night.
However, later on, the relationship between Song Youyu and his two sisters became sour, and his daughter Hongzi, who had been buried for several years, was forgotten.
But tonight, when the three sisters were sitting together, he remembered that young and ignorant past again.
Seeing that neither Song Qinghuan nor Song Qingyan had a good look this time, Song Youyu couldn't help but laugh out loud.
He is no longer the same Song Youyu as he was before leaving Beijing.
The three sisters in Qingfeng Yuan were so busy that they couldn't hide it from the elders of the Song family.
Old Mrs. Song had already asked the little maid to help her back to the yard, and when it was time to have a rest, Aunt Kong waited for her to rest while telling her what happened at Qingfeng Garden, and then said with a smile: "It seems that the young master went to Liaodong."
After one trip, I really changed a lot when I came back, and the two girls became much closer to each other."
Although Old Mrs. Song didn't care about anything in the past, she was still aware of all the big and small things in her family. She also smiled when she heard this: "This is a good thing."
He sighed again: "Children have to venture outside to grow up."
Aunt Kong said: "The old lady has been worried about this for so long, now she should be relieved. The young master has indeed grown up a lot."
Song Wende and Xiao Yun knew that wine was being served at Qingfeng Garden, so the couple didn't sit still, but went there together.
After sending the maids and boys, we entered the courtyard and saw several children talking and laughing in the distance.
The two stood there for a long time, and it was Xiao Yun who pulled Song Wende back. As he walked, he said, "It's rare to see several children sitting together talking and laughing, but it makes me feel happy."
When Xiaoyun entered the Song family, she only gave birth to one child, Song Qingyan. She also cared deeply for her two siblings, Song Qinghuan and Song Youyu.
But for some reason, the two siblings always rejected her, and even disliked Song Qingyan.
Song Qingyan had no playmates. When she was young, she always loved to cling to her brothers and sisters, but her brothers and sisters didn't like to be with her. At first, she would always cry and make trouble. When she got older, she would know that she was
played.
As the children got older, their relationship became worse than when they were young. Even there was a gap between Song Qinghuan and Song Youyu.
Xiao Yun had never thought about a situation like this tonight, so she felt a lot in her heart.
Song Wende also felt this. Seeing his sons and daughters gathered together, having a banquet and drinking wine, he also truly realized for the first time that he was getting old.
The couple went back to wash themselves and go to bed each with their own thoughts, but the commotion at Qingfeng Garden did not disperse until midnight.
Poor Chen Er, he had agreed to let Song Youyu come out to the banquet, but it turned out that he had to enjoy the whole table of wine, food and the girl all by himself.
Song Youyu returned to Beijing, and after only four or five days of rest, three banquets were held in the palace.
In addition to Song Youyu, those who received this honor were also several Japanese generals who returned to Beijing with him.
The banquet was held in the name of Emperor Chengxing, but it was Empress Dowager Jiang who advocated it.
** had nothing to do with the imperial court. It was a rare occasion for her to come to Beijing, but Empress Dowager Jiang's attitude was to win over her.
In addition to hosting banquets from time to time, there are also various rewards.
For a time, it pushed the Song family into the limelight again.
Song Youyu went to Liaodong for more than a year, but no one in the Qibei Marquis Mansion expected that there was still a son who had not been married.
Now that Song Youyu has returned to the capital, various rewards from Empress Dowager Jiang are pouring out like water, and the Song family has become a popular figure in the entire capital.
It seems that all the aristocratic families in Kyoto have remembered that the Song family still has a son who has not been kissed.
For more than half a month, the threshold of the Song family was almost leveled.
In the past, Mrs. Xiaoyun was always anxious about her children's marriage, but now she is not anxious at all. She doesn't like any of the kisses that come from the hot head.
Instead, he went to all the trouble and simply complained that he was sick.
The attitude of the Song family was cold, and the atmosphere in those houses gradually faded away after a while. Xiaoyun saw that there were fewer and fewer visitors every day, so she breathed a sigh of relief.
Song Qingyan laughed and said, "Mom, you should let me go and have a look, and choose whichever girl you like."
Xiao Yunshi glared at her: "Nonsense."
Then he said: "These people who usually don't think of our family are here now taking advantage of the Queen Mother's favor. What do you think they are good things?"
It is said that it is easy to add icing on the cake, but difficult to provide timely assistance.
Although Xiaoyun is not very old, he has seen many of these people and naturally looks down on these people.
Nowadays, the Song family is enjoying great favor, and those who come to fawn over are not the kind of people who can help them when they need it.
If he just casually proposed a marriage to Song Youyu, it would not harm Song Youyu.
Song Qingyan just said this casually, asked Xiaoyun to teach him a lesson, then flattened her lips and said no more.
Song Qinghuan fiddled with the pomegranate flowers on the embroidery frame for a while, then nodded: "Mother is right."
The Song family seems to have become more glamorous now, but their own family members know that this glamor is just false. One day when Empress Dowager Jiang becomes unhappy, the glamor will naturally disappear.
When the time comes, these flatterers come to the door, let alone pull them, and they don't step on them more.
The Song family has also experienced glory and decline, and is no stranger to these things.
Song Qinghuan made a good comment, and Xiao Yun turned around and scolded: "Hurry up and embroider, don't interrupt."
Song Qinghuan was so frightened that she shrank her head and did not dare to speak again.
But Xiaoyun said again: "I think you are doing well with other things, but why are you so procrastinating on embroidering the dowry this time?"
"Don't look at what time it is. It's almost August, and there are still a few days until the divorce period. If I don't keep an eye on it, I'm afraid you won't even finish the embroidery by the official date..."
Xiaoyun kept chattering for a long time, but Song Qinghuan didn't dare to make a sound. He lowered his head and moved his mouth. Although there was a look of dissatisfaction on his face, he did not dare to make a sound.
Ever since those people came to take advantage of Song Youyu, her good days were gone.
Xiaoyun said she was ill and had nothing to do, so she brought Song Qingyan to Lanyue Pavilion every day to urge her to embroider her dowry as soon as possible.
She was not good at this in the first place, her skills were slow, and Xiao Yunshi kept a close eye on her, so she was miserable.
