Since the verbal appointment was resolved, Song Ci was relieved and did not continue the issue. He just reminded him in a vague way whether he would arrange another secret guard to follow the old man.

"You also know that your father is a good-looking man, not very smart, sometimes he still wants to be face-saving, and to put it bluntly, he is easy to make impulsive." Song Ci spitted out the old man's complaints and said, "This time I met Uncle Qingcheng, who is quite clear. If he had changed to that real rogue, this matter would not be so easy to solve."

The so-called barefoot people are not afraid of wearing shoes. If you change to a real rogue, the other party can do it vigorously. Anyway, you don’t have to worry about debt, just make benefits. However, the Song family is a popular fried chicken. Even if you have the ability to solve the problem, it will be a bit of a problem.

As the saying goes, "I am afraid of hurting the jade bottle when I really encounter that shameless person. Can the Song family not be afraid of the mouse?

"What does mom mean?"

"I just let someone look at your father secretly, and Zhou Zhi and you did anything. After all, he doesn't always live in the mansion, and he has been away for more than a year. This time, he was set up for a drink. Next time, will he give him some things he shouldn't have to take?" Song Ci said: "He is a little old man. When he was young, it was my grandparents and you and your brothers. In short, your father is just that stupid old man. It doesn't matter how he plays, but he can't harm our family because of his ignorance."

As she said, she took another sip of tea, and said unintentionally: "In addition, isn't this about to become a crown prince? She is even more afraid that someone will make a fuss about your father and will attract the emperor's taboo."

Song Zhiyuan frowned and let go: "My mother's words, my son remembers them, and he will re-arrange them after he turns back."

Song Ci nodded, asked Nanshan to take the new home rules she asked her to write and hand it to Song Zhiyuan.

"This is what I thought of. Family rules should be added during New Year's Eve sacrifices. You can see if there are any ones to add or delete."

Song Zhiyuan took it over, but in fact he didn't write much, and it was agreed before. A man could only take a concubine without a son at the age of 40. This is nothing, but the girl from the Song family added a martial arts school from the age of seven.

"Mom, is this what girls from the Song family have to learn martial arts from the age of seven?" Song Zhiyuan was a little surprised.

Song Ci said: "It's not entirely possible to learn martial arts, but learning some fiction and embroidery is also called learning, so that's all. The only purpose of learning martial arts is actually to exercise their bodies."

Song Zhiyuan vaguely guessed something.

"Women are weak, and I also know that men have always liked the delicate and can drip water. They are graceful and weak, and they are indeed the easiest to arouse men's desire to protect themselves."

Song Zhiyuan's face turned hot and said, "Not everyone is like this."

"Yes, but most of them are like this. Men's preferences are understandable, and mothers don't want to criticize them. They just think that if a woman wants to get married, she must go through the process of having a child. What a woman needs to have a child is extremely strong mind and physical strength. Taking such a dangerous path as a gate of hell is unimaginable as a man."

When Song Zhiyuan heard this, somehow he felt a little complicated and ashamed: "Mom..."
Chapter completed!