Song Qinghuan was stunned, then raised her eyes to look at Grandma Kong, and saw that she had a kind face, clear eyes, and no malice.
She forced a smile and nodded in agreement: "Mommy is right."
I guess I just had a few arguments with Song Qingyan outside the door, but it didn't escape the eyes of Mrs. Song.
Mother Kong said again: "The old lady still needs to pay attention to the Buddha for a while. Why don't you come and accompany the old lady to copy Buddhist scriptures after your lunch break?"
Song Qinghuan happily agreed, then bowed again and left.
But the doubts in my heart are getting deeper and deeper.
In the remaining memory of the original owner, Mrs. Song was an old lady who did not care about worldly affairs and only knew how to copy scriptures and worship Buddha every day.
When Song Qinghuan returned from Heli, she didn't say a word, but because she had a few words with Song Qingyan, she hinted that she had come to copy Buddhist scriptures to calm her mind.
If we say that she doesn't care about anything, it's true that she doesn't care about everything, but she also has a pair of wise eyes.
I'm afraid that no one in Qi Beihou's mansion can help the old lady sober up, but she just doesn't care about anything no matter how sober she is.
Song Qinghuan thought, if Mrs. Song had been in charge of the Marquis Mansion in the early years, it would be in a different situation today.
I heard that Mrs. Song also came from a prominent family. What is the purpose of such a noble girl that she is so indifferent to worldly affairs now?
Song Qinghuan's mind was filled with questions, but he couldn't figure it out. Although it wasn't a big deal, he still couldn't help but be curious.
Back at Lanyue Pavilion, Xunmei had collected all the account books that Song Qinghuan had handed over when he left, and placed them one by one on the Kang table.
These are all the ledgers from her dowry, including fields on the outskirts of Beijing, a village, and a small courtyard in the south of the city.
The Song family has declined, and this is the only dowry that can be used to generate income. Among all the noble girls, these dowries are considered to be very small, but the Song family tried its best to give her the best.
Song Qinghuan took off her overcoat and sat cross-legged on the kang. She looked through the account books carefully on the kang table.
It turns out that before getting married, Song Qinghuan also managed the household with the Xiaoyun family and knew the approximate monthly income and expenses of the mansion.
The Song family has a small population, but both the master and the servants have to open their mouths to eat. As soon as the household budget is used, it has been cut again and again, and it cannot be reduced any further.
When she got married, the income of the family was greatly reduced. The old lady lived in the family every day to eat and pray, so the expenses were not too much. But Song Wende saw good books and paintings from time to time, no matter whether they were useful or not, he would collect them, which was the most wasteful thing.
money.
Song Youyu is almost old, and Song Qingyan is not much younger either. The two of them are going to get married. When the time comes, whether they are getting a wife or getting married, it will be a big expense.
Nowadays, life in the Hou Mansion is already very tight. If something big happens, I am afraid that I will have to sell the iron.
After flipping through the account book in his hand, Song Qinghuan couldn't help but sigh again.
If she wants to support the Hou Mansion with this little dowry, she is just talking nonsense.
Even if she gives all the income to Xiao Yunshi, at most it can only improve her life, but it won't have much effect.
Song Qinghuan is a layperson. She has known the importance of money since she was a child. The best way is to make money make money.
"Prepare the four treasures of the study." Song Qinghuan closed the account book and was not willing to look at it more. Anyway, looking at it more would feel like digging into his heart.
Xunmei responded and hurriedly took down the account book from the Kang table. Qiulan had already taken the Four Treasures of the Study and placed it on it.
I mixed the ink and dipped it in, but I didn’t know what to write.
Song Qinghuan frowned, and Xunmei stood aside to wait on her. Seeing that she looked bad, she thought it was the harvest of Zhuangzi's field.
She couldn't hold back her words. When she saw that the room was quiet and no one spoke, she couldn't bear it for a while and took off her sleeves to polish her ink. Then she said again: "Girl, I heard that Chang Sui, who is beside the Marquis,
Today I picked up several calligraphy treasures from the Marquis's study and took them out for consignment."
Song Qinghuan's hand trembled, and the ink dots fell on the snow-white rice paper, dyeing an ink-colored flower.
"Consignment?"
She put down her pen in confusion and stared at the ball of ink in trance: "My father regards those things as treasures, so why is he willing to consign them?"
Moreover, Song Wende is still a man who cares about face. If his friends knew that he was selling calligraphy and paintings on consignment, wouldn't they be able to hold their heads high?
He was still angry for so long because Xiaoyun sold his calligraphy and paintings last time. Why did he suddenly want to consign his calligraphy and paintings this time?
Xunmei said: "Master Hou was reluctant to part with it. It is said that he got up to pick before dawn. It took him a long time to pick out a few pictures with great pain."
Song Qinghuan didn't say anything, but his thoughts were moving very fast. In the past, Song Wende never worried about things in the house, he just asked Xiaoyun for money. This time, he got up before dawn to pick out calligraphy and paintings. Could it be that the house was already unable to make ends meet?
Before the four treasures of the study were used, he asked Xunmei to take them away again. The ledger was turned over again in his hands, almost to pieces.
When it was time to have lunch, I had no appetite, so I hurriedly used a few chopsticks and then sat back sighing.
Qiulan knew that Song Qinghuan would go to the old lady's place to copy Buddhist scriptures later, so she made the bed and persuaded her to take a rest.
Song Qinghuan felt sleepy, but she still planned to take off her coat and lie down for a while. Before she could close her eyes, the man who went to look for the big wolf dog for her came back on the first day of the new year.
She was so happy that she jumped up from the bed. Without waiting for Chunlan Qiulan to come to serve her, she put on her clothes and went out without even combing her hair.
On the first day of the new year, there were already two big dogs in the courtyard, together with a woman who raised dogs.
Both dogs are large in size. Where they stand, with their teeth and slitted eyes, they look very ferocious even if they are not barking.
None of the maids and women in the yard dared to come forward, and even the timid ones were so frightened that they started crying.
Xunmei blinked and managed not to make a fool of herself. As soon as she entered the room, she cried to Song Qinghuan: "What kind of dog does the girl want to raise? This girl just wants to raise a dog. It's a small thing like a snow lion. It's cute and small.
Why do I have to give birth to a girl..."
Song Qinghuan put on his cloak and laughed when he saw Xunmei's cowardly look: "What do you know? It takes such a ferocious big dog to suppress those shameless people."
While talking, he raised the curtain and went outside. When he saw the two dogs, his eyes lit up and he was extremely satisfied.
On the first day of the month, she lowered her head and didn't dare to look too much. She just said respectfully: "Girl, Madam You's husband's family is a good dog breeder. These two dogs were bought from her family, slave."
Afraid that the dog might not be familiar to him when he first came back, he asked Mrs. You to come with him."
Song Qing smiled happily and waved his hand in a rare and generous manner: "Okay, reward."
After a pause, he added: "You learn how to raise dogs from Mrs. You. When you are familiar with raising dogs, I will buy a few more for you to raise together."
