Things are done

Song Ci said that she wanted to meet people, but she didn't use her own name. Instead, she borrowed her son's name and asked someone to take him to the second door, and arranged a maid with a good figure and beautiful appearance to try to fight.

Mrs. Wei glanced at the old sister quietly. After a while, she became an old naughty boy.

She can think of it.

However, it was thanks to this troublemaker that I saw that Yan Juren was indeed a kind person, and he looked really good, but he could not compare to the Wei surnamed, but his warm and gentle aura was very pleasing to the eye.

Mrs. Wei’s more satisfied she looked at her.

The only regret is that he came from a poor family, but when he thought about it, if he was from a high school, it would not be Man'er's turn.

Song Ci said very well. Many officials and families mentioned it as unscrupulous concubines, or dilapidated, serious legitimate sons or promising ones, so they don’t mention it at all.

There is no way, who said that Man'er is an orphan?

Mrs. Wei looked at the juren Yan who ran away as if she was running away, and smiled with satisfaction. Just as she was about to speak, she heard the old sister speak.

"He is quite handsome and has a good figure. He looks like a strong scholar, not a scholar who cannot hold his hands. He should have done physical exercises. He is so good that he can definitely hold the bride."

Mrs. Wei: “…”

What should I tell her to say?

Mrs. Wei had seen someone and thought that the Qiuwei was about to arrive, and the matter should be settled sooner or later. She made an appointment with Song Ci to see each other, so she hurriedly went home and ventilated with Wang Qiuman, thinking about trying to persuade her, but she didn't expect her to agree in one go.

"Man'er, don't you feel wronged?"

Wang Qiuman leaned in her arms, rubbed her affectionately, and said, "No one else disliked me as an orphan. What's wrong with me?"

The most important thing is that she no longer wants to see her grandmother unable to sleep or eat for her business. Whoever she marry is not marrying, but just living in another place.

If the other party is good, then live a harmonious life. If it is not good, then it would be better for her to live in a separate courtyard after that.

Mrs. Wei felt a little sad and said, "Don't be wronged. My grandmother and Mrs. Song's wife have seen it. That is indeed a good child. Even if you don't believe in our two old ladies, you should believe in Song Xiang. He climbed to the position at this age, not because he was flattering, but because he had a stingy look. Even the child he had agreed to be good must be good."

"Um."

Mrs. Wei mentioned a few more words to her. After two days, she took her to the temple to burn incense. Naturally, she followed Song Ci and met the Juzi surnamed Yan.

The marriage was not going well, and Wang Qiuman was already feeling calm. When he saw Yan Zisheng, the two of them met and silent for a while before they could get straight to the point.

"Mr. Yan, I am an orphan, and my parents are no longer here."

"Come on, my father is no longer here, and only my mother and a sister are left at home."

Wang Qiuman blinked and lowered his eyes: "If this kiss is done, I can only have a dowry."

Yan Zisheng: "I only have so-called talent. If I succeed, I can read and recite poems for you."

Wang Qiuman smiled: "I can serve you and my sister-in-law and sister-in-law for you, and provide you with the gifts of human kindness."

Yan Zisheng's eyes lit up: "I will earn you a phoenix cloud and a crown."

Wang Qiuman's eyes flushed and he took out the smooth talisman he had just asked for from the temple from his waist: "I wish Mr. Yan to high school, all his wishes come true." After a pause, he blushed and said, "I'm waiting for the official media to come to his house at home."

Song Ci and Mrs. Wei looked at each other through a door.

Things are done!

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Chapter completed!