New widow

Uncle Song Wu's reason was correct, but at this time, he only received Suqiao's sneer: "As long as you are my son and have someone to take care of you, it will be far better than having him at home."

"I will also work with my mother to take care of my brother!" Song Zhen, who had been silent for a long time, spoke. Uncle Song looked at Song Zhen, and he didn't care much about Song Zhen. After all, a daughter who had just been brought back from a maidservant was just a waiter. When you are old enough, you need to prepare a dowry to get married.

But as soon as these words were spoken, Uncle Song Wu felt that Song Zhen was not easy to deal with either.

"My niece is joking." Mr. Song still smiled like that: "You are not young anymore this year. When the period of filial piety is over, you will get married. How can you take care of your children."

"I originally planned to be filial to my father after returning to the clan so that he could enjoy the happiness of family life. But unexpectedly, my father passed away suddenly. I had no other choice but to take care of my younger brother and do my best." Song Zhen said in the market. Zhong, who also loves to talk and laugh, was careful when entering the Duke's Mansion. Now that he said these gentle words, Song Zhen felt that sweat was already forming on her spine.

"It's better for a man to marry and a woman to marry. You are a daughter who has to take care of her younger brother if she doesn't get married. If word spreads, others will only laugh at the meanness of the Duke of our country." Uncle Song opened his mouth to rebuke. Before Song Zhen could refute, someone heard outside the study. There was a laugh: "I'm telling you, this opera is so beautifully sung."

After saying that, Zhang Qing walked in. When he saw Zhang Qing, Uncle Song frowned and did not take Zhang Qing seriously. However, Mr. Song, with the attitude of not offending anyone, stepped forward and said to Zhang Qing: "Master Zhang, You see, this is a private matter within our house.

You should either avoid it or avoid it. "

"Is there any private matter in the Duke's residence at the moment?" Zhang Qing replied lightly. Seeing the sudden change in Mr. Song's expression, Zhang Qing said to the fifth uncle of Song: "This dynasty governs the country with benevolence and filial piety. If Song ...The girl is willing to raise the children with her wife, and this ambition is difficult to take away.”

When Xiao was moved out, Uncle Song had nothing to say. Seeing that the scene gradually calmed down, Su Qiao gently patted Aunt Su's hand: "Go back and take good care of her, okay?"

Aunt Su nodded. The mother-in-law's palms were so sweaty that she stepped forward to help Aunt Su up.

When Aunt Su passed by Zhang Qing, Zhang Qing slightly stepped aside to let Aunt Su leave. As soon as Zhang Qing gave in, he stood with Song Zhen. Song Zhen wanted to retreat a little, but there was the Baibao Pavilion next to her. If she really wanted to retreat, she would bump into the Baibao Pavilion.

So Song Zhen could only stand there, suppressing her inner discomfort. Zhang Qing realized that she and Song Zhen were standing too close, so she took a step forward and gave up a seat.

"Since Mr. Zhang said that the matter of establishing an heir is not a private matter of the Duke's office, please invite Mr. Zhang to sit down." After holding it in for a long time, Uncle Song finally managed to say something.

Su Qiao had already spoken: "No need, I think today is not a good time to establish an heir. Why don't we all go back and have a rest, and wait until the Fourth of July day of the Duke's visit to discuss it again."

Song An Qian'er had just done Sanqi, and there were still five days until April [-]th. It was suddenly delayed to this time, and Master Song said: "It's time for the funeral..."

"There are still 21 days until the funeral on April 21th. Why, aren't [-] days enough?" Su Qiao said

With ridicule in it, Mr. Song was immediately choked.

After Su Qiao finished speaking, she said to the boys in the study: "The list of various things in the study has been sent to me. When I am free tomorrow, I will come and order some in person to see what needs to be collected. Get up and leave some of them on display, lest the children enter the Duke's Mansion and see the study room empty and unsightly."

As soon as Su Qiao finished saying this, the teacher's expression changed. Su Qiao knew that these days, some things might have been divided among these people privately. Su Qiao snorted again, and then took Song Zhen with her. leave.

"Sir, this..." Jiao Xi waited for Su Qiao to leave. Regardless of Zhang Qing still around, he eagerly said to Mr. Song. Mr. Song's expression changed and he said to Jiao Xi: "This matter has something to do with me. ?"

The teacher was choked by Master Song's words. He didn't dare to say it didn't matter or that it mattered. He could only say softly: "Master Song, these are all..."

"I just borrowed a few things. Who knew you actually stole them here." Mr. Song's face changed quickly. Zhang Qing on the side had already interjected: "So, there is a thief in the house, how about we get rid of it?" Take the thief away and put him on trial."

"It doesn't matter." Uncle Song hurriedly interrupted, adding an extravagant sentence: "Family scandals must not be made public."

Zhang Qing burst out laughing. He didn't know who he was laughing at, but the faces of the Song family members all turned red.

Then Zhang Qing stood up: "In that case, I won't bother you and take my leave." After saying that, Zhang Qing looked at the three brocade boxes on the table, with a sarcastic smile on his lips.

Wait for Zhang Qing to walk out,

Mr. Song pushed the three brocade boxes towards the instructor and said, "Put them back."

"Yes, Sir, what about the other things..." the teacher asked cautiously. Master Song gritted his teeth with hatred, and could only reluctantly say: "I will send it to you tonight."

The teacher responded repeatedly and secretly wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Suqiao left the study and found Huang Niangzi to ask what was going on with the acapella group. Naturally, Madam Huang told her the whole story. After that, Madam Huang added: "Because the acapella group is beloved by the Duke of the State, I can't interfere with anything there. I only remember that the small group only played for one year." Jewelry and clothing cost 5000 to [-] taels of silver."

Madam Huang said it in a normal way, but Song Zhen was already standing aside and said in surprise: "Four to 5000 taels of silver?"

This much money is enough for ordinary people to live a lifetime of adequate food and clothing. But in the Duke's Mansion, I only worked for a small acapella group for a year to make jewelry and clothes.

"The monthly money in the house is fixed. The aunts are given two or two pieces of money every month, and four sets of clothes per season for daily use. Each of them only spends 100 taels of silver a year." Mrs. Huang is worthy of her words. He was in charge of the money coming in and out, and he made it clear when he opened his mouth.

Song Zhen did the math and clucked her tongue: "So, raising a cappella troupe costs a lot more than raising an aunt."

"Isn't that right? The Duke of Guo has just passed away, and they still want money, so I can only spend it as usual." Madam Huang also had a headache when she mentioned this matter.

Su Qiao already said: "You don't have to have a headache in the future. You can check the case and see how much money it costs to send a clean customer out."

Just dismiss it as this. "