Finally, the whole family celebrated the Chinese New Year together, but on the first day of the new year, they could only stay at home in a low-key manner.
In the afternoon, Song Qinghuan sent some good-quality ginseng to the Weiyuan Marquis Mansion, but Princess Yuyin's people drove them out and threw the things out.
The people who were sent out were not shameless and were kicked out, so they took their things and returned home to resume their duties.
Song Qinghuan woke up in the middle of the afternoon after a rest. He didn't feel annoyed at all. He just asked Xunmei to put the things away, and said privately: "I didn't want to give them away in the first place. It's just right to throw them back. It won't be a waste."
Xiao Ci couldn't help but laugh when he saw her yawning while asking people to prepare a gift for Guining tomorrow, and taking the time to complain.
He replied: "No, all the good things have been wasted on them. It is better to send them to Qibei Marquis Mansion so that my husband can fawn over his father-in-law and mother-in-law."
Song Qinghuan raised his eyes and looked over, making him laugh and say: "How can my parents be such vulgar people? These mortal things can get rid of them."
As he said this, the ink-stained pen in his hand added those ginseng sticks to the gift list.
Xiao Ci glanced at her and saw this little move, and said without saying a word, "That's right, my father-in-law definitely doesn't like this."
Then he said: "I don't have three or four good inkstones anywhere. Why don't I give them all to my father-in-law. He will definitely like these things and it will make him happy."
Song Qinghuan glared: "A prodigal, no matter what, I can't give it away like this."
But he couldn't hold it back and burst out laughing: "It's good to put it aside for convenience. Even if you don't need it, you can give it to Brother Chuan. If not, you can give it to me during the New Year and the holidays, so it won't be a big deal."
The delivery is finished."
As soon as the pen in his hand moved, something was added.
Xiao Ci laughed and said straightly: "My lady is right, I will listen to you."
The two of them were laughing and joking, and they had prepared everything they would need to go back to the Song family tomorrow.
Although Princess Yuyin had a grudge, the whole family still went to the Song family on the second day of the Lunar New Year.
The Yun family is not in Kyoto, and Xiao Yun has not been back to her parents' home for many years. She got up early in the morning and gave all the instructions to welcome her daughter and uncle back.
Song Qinghuan still thought that Xiao Jingtong was going to cause something embarrassing like the first time he came back to the Song family, so he had planned a strategy all night long.
I didn't expect it but didn't use it.
Not only did Xiao Jingtong not say anything embarrassing, nor did he do anything excessive, Xiao Jingchuan was also much more likable and sweet-tongued than before. When he met Song Wende and Xiaoyun, they said "grandfather, grandmother, even
Calling Song Qingyan, who was not much older than him, "aunt", she didn't change her expression.
Song Qingyan, on the other hand, felt uncomfortable hearing him say "aunt" to the left and "aunt" to the right. But there were rules here, and it couldn't be said that he meant it, so he had to bite the bullet and comply.
With Xiao Jingchuan as an example in the front, Xiao Jingtong also has some influence in the back. Although he is not as enthusiastic as Xiao Jingchuan, he can still call him whatever he wants.
Song Qinghuan was a little flattered when he saw the brother and sister changing their previous attitudes, but he didn't dare to relax, for fear that if he didn't notice, the two of them would be plotting against each other again.
Xiaoyun was quite happy to see this situation. Although she saw that Xiao Jingchuan and Xiao Jingtong were still a little unfamiliar with Song Qinghuan, they might have given Song Qinghuan face and not embarrassed her, which was a big step forward.
Therefore, he became even more enthusiastic about the two children. He added 30% to the New Year's money that he had prepared for the two brothers and sisters. He also went to Song Wende and stole a good pen and gave it to Xiao Jingchuan. Xiao Jingtong also got a new pen.
Red gold necklace with rubies.
Looking at this enthusiasm, I treat her as if I were my own grandchild.
Song Qinghuan was jealous when he saw it, and he imitated the two children, joined hands, went to Xiaoyun's side, said a few auspicious words, and then stretched out his hands to ask for something.
When Xiao Yun saw that she was already in her twenties, but she still didn't look serious in front of the two children, she laughed and scolded her: "You are so grown up, you are so embarrassed."
He was scolded, but he still generously took off a pair of jade bracelets on his hands and gave them to her, and said: "For the sake of the two children, I will give you some respect for the time being, but you will have to give them back to me later."
Song Qinghuan grinned and quickly put the bracelet on his wrist: "That doesn't make sense."
Her appearance was very different from when she was in Prince Rui's Mansion. Xiao Jingchuan and Xiao Jingtong couldn't help but laugh when they saw her.
Xiao Jingtong lost all his anger, scratched his face towards Song Qinghuan, and said with a smile: "Princess is so shy..."
The whole room was filled with laughter, which immediately added a bit of liveliness to this New Year's Day.
Ever since Mrs. Song left, the Song family has never been so lively.
Song Qinghuan begged for a pair of jade bracelets, and Song Qingyan also begged for a jade hairpin.
Xiaoyun was so happy that she let them go, and left a pair of children to talk and play. She put out all the delicious food in the house and drove the sisters out.
Song Qinghuan and Song Qingyan came out of Xiaoyun's house laughing.
Song Qingyan looked around once, then pulled Song Qinghuan to her Wuyou Pavilion without saying anything. She had a smile on her eyes and eyebrows, and she was obviously in a very good mood.
As soon as he entered the Wuyou Pavilion, Song Qinghuan sat on the heated kang in the west room, crossed his legs and looked at Song Qingyan with a smile, and asked, "What are you so happy about?"
Song Qingyan pursed her lips and smiled, and sent all the serving maids out. After closing the door and leaving a small window, she sat down next to Song Qinghuan holding a carved box.
He said in a low voice: "Brother Wei San wrote to me."
With her face involuntarily tinged with rosy color and a girlish shyness, Song Qingyan said, "I wrote two letters in total."
Song Qinghuan raised her eyebrows. Ever since she saw Wei Yutang at Hongfa Temple, she had no news about this man. Firstly, she had no intention of asking, and secondly, he had never intruded into her life.
But Song Qingyan was different. She had some unspeakable thoughts in her heart, and she sent several letters to Wei Yutang out of uneasiness, but they always came to nothing, and she didn't get any news.
Even at that time when the plague was at its worst in the city, she wrote several letters about Mrs. Song's passing. She knew that it would just disappear like before, so she didn't hold out any expectation.
Unexpectedly, after the plague, when the city gates reopened, they received a reply from him. Although it was just a few words of comfort, it was enough to make Song Qingyan happy.
This joy has never been shared by anyone. Only today did Song Qingyan take it out, carefully unfold the letter, and hand it to Song Qinghuan: "Sister, take a look."
Song Qinghuan knew that there was nothing written in it and did not take it. He hesitated and poured cold water on Song Qingyan: "If you like him so much, will he marry you?"
