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Day two.

Song Shucai had just gotten up when a strong female voice was heard outside the door.

"Mrs. Song, are you home?"

Wang Chun looked outside the door and asked, "Who is this early in the morning?"

"Madam, I will go and take a look!"

Song Shu nodded: "Okay!"

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After a while, the yard was filled with boxes.

Wang Chun hurried to the backyard and said, "Madam, there is a person named Wang Matchmaker who came with a lot of things and said he is here to propose marriage."

Song Shu was so surprised that the tea in her mouth sprayed out: "Ahem... ahem... what? Propose marriage?"

Song Shu put down the teacup and hurriedly walked towards the front yard.

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"Hey...Mrs. Song...you're here!"

I saw a fat woman standing in the front hall. There was a big fleshy character next to the corner of her mouth, and a few long hairs growing on the character.

Song Shu nodded slightly and pointed to the box in the yard: "I wonder what Wang Po means?"

Wang Po waved her handkerchief and said with a smile, "Oh... Madam Song, you will enjoy the rest of your life. These are the betrothal gifts from Master Gao."

"Master Gao, he fell in love with Miss Feng at first sight, and today he came to propose marriage, to marry Miss Feng as his eighteenth wife!"

"What? The eighteenth room?" Song Shu and Wang Qiu shouted in surprise.

Wang Po: "Yes, the eighteenth room. Miss Feng is already a second-married woman. Mr. Gao is willing to marry her as his eighteenth wife. It is a blessing that he has cultivated for eight lifetimes."

Song Shu looked at Wang Po with a cold look and said in a cold voice: "Although my daughter has divorced the Second Prince, we have to think twice even if it is the wife of the main house, let alone the eighteenth house. Wang Po, you can take these things back."

Wang Po: "Madam Song, what you said is wrong. Master Gao is the son of the richest man in the capital. He is as rich as a country. If Miss Feng marries him, she will enjoy endless wealth and glory!"

"Achun, please show me up!" Song Shu didn't want to hear another word from her, so she turned around and left.

Looking at Song Shu's back, Wang Po said loudly, "Hey... Madam Song, why are you still being so picky when you don't even look at your daughter's current situation? It's good enough that someone wants her. Are you going to keep her forever?"

"Besides, when you die, she will have no one to rely on. If she marries Mr. Gao and has a child, she will have someone to rely on for the rest of her life, right?"

Song Shu turned around and walked to Wang Po: "Even if I keep her for life, so what? I can afford it, no one else needs to worry about it."

"Are you going to leave or not? If not, I'll have to use the broom!"

Seeing this, Wang Po looked at the people behind her and said, "Pick up your things and let's go."

"The daughter of a remarried woman, who is also a remarried woman herself, what's so proud of her? Ha!"

Watching Wang Po walk away twisting her fat waist, Song Shu held her forehead in anger.

"Who are these people?"

Wang Chun helped her calm down: "Madam, don't let this kind of person make you sick!"

Thinking of this, Song Shu sighed: "What Wang Po said just now is right. When I am old and gone, who will take care of Ah Jiu?"

Wang Qiu: "Madam, you will definitely live a long life."

Wang Chun: "Yes, ma'am, Qiu is right."

Song Shu patted the backs of their hands and said, "Who of you two can truly live a hundred years?"

"Ajiu is already sixteen this year. In two years, she will be an old maid."

"No, I have to find a way to find a good marriage for Jiu."

...............

Our protagonist is now soundly sleeping.

I slept until the afternoon!

I was woken up by hunger!

System: [Host, it's time to get up. Your stomach has been growling for a long time! It's seriously affecting me. ]

Feng Qingjiu half-opened and half-closed his eyes: "What time is it now?"

System: [It’s three o’clock in the afternoon. ]

"Hmm~!" Feng Qingjiu stretched lazily: "I'm really too tired and sleepy!"

"Gulu~!"

There was another sound from my stomach.

Feng Qingjiu touched his stomach and said, "I am indeed hungry."

“Xia Ling…!”

After a while, Xia Ling came in with toiletries and called Feng Qingjiu to get up.

"Ah~ Miss, you finally got up!"

Feng Qingjiu yawned and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Miss, you don't know what happened this morning."

Then Xia Ling recounted what happened in the morning.

Feng Qingjiu was surprised when she heard this: "What? You want me to be the eighteenth wife?"

Xia Ling: "Yes, the matchmaker also said a lot of unpleasant things, which made the lady very angry."

Feng Qingjiu said while brushing his teeth: "Then why didn't you wake me up?"

Xia Ling said, "Madam said that you are too tired from practicing martial arts at night, and she doesn't want us to disturb you."

………………

When Feng Qingjiu dressed neatly and came to the front yard, he saw his beautiful mother sitting under a big locust tree and sighing all the time!

"mother……!"

Song Shu turned and looked at her daughter.

The more I watch, the more satisfied I become.

Where can I find such a beautiful and elegant daughter?

"Ajiu, wake up!"

Feng Qingjiu sat opposite the beautiful mother: "Well... mother, get up."

Seeing her daughter's slightly tired face, Song Shu said worriedly, "Ajiu, are you too tired from practicing martial arts?"

Feng Qingjiu shook her head: "It's okay, mother, my daughter will be fine after a rest."

"I'm just a little hungry."

Song Shu said: "It's okay, mother has asked your aunt Chun to go to Tianxianglou to get food, she should be back soon!"

Feng Qingjiu: "Thank you, mother!"

Song Shu stroked her daughter's hair: "Silly child."

[Alas! If I leave, who will take care of Jiu? ]

Listening to the beautiful mother's voice, Feng Qingjiu felt warm in his heart.

"Mom, I just heard Xia Ling say that someone came to propose marriage this morning!"

Song Shu smiled gently: "Well, there is one, but my mother has rejected it. Such a marriage is not worthy of my little Ajiu."

"My little Ajiu is an eagle soaring in the sky. Ordinary people can never dream of marrying my little Ajiu."

Feng Qingjiu asked, "Mother, aren't you afraid that no one will be willing to marry your daughter?"

Song Shu: "Don't worry, my little Ah Jiu is so outstanding, he will definitely meet a boy who is both talented in literature and martial arts and has high moral qualities."

Feng Qingjiu smiled foolishly and said, "Hehe, mother, you are so kind!"

"Mrs. Song...!" Another slightly sarcastic voice came from outside the door.

After a while, a nanny dressed in palace dress came in.

Seeing this, Song Shu and the others stood up and saluted: "Hello, Madam!"

The nanny looked at Feng Qingjiu and said, "Miss Feng, the Queen will hold a banquet in the palace tomorrow. After all, Miss Feng was once the Second Princess. The Queen asked me to come and inform you to attend the banquet tomorrow."

After saying this, the nanny walked away with a haughty look on her face.

"Farewell, Madam!"

"What kind of people are these? Their mouths are sticking up to the sky." Xia Ling complained as she looked at the nanny's back.

"Xia Ling, be careful with your words!" Song Shu scolded in a low voice.

Xia Ling: "Yes, ma'am!"

Song Shu looked at her daughter and said worriedly, "Ajiu, tomorrow's banquet is hosted by the Queen. We can't refuse. I'm afraid...!"

Feng Qingjiu comforted her: "Mom, it's okay, you can go and eat free food, I'm happy to go."