: Thin is on duty

Like the complaints of Mrs. Song and Song Ruqi, there were also some other courtyards. It was because the old man refreshed their cognition, but they were very disgusted.

I felt sorry for Mr. Song, his ears were hot and he sneezes several times.

I feel like someone is talking bad things about him behind his back.

And when he heard that Song Ci had put the thin horses in Chunhui Hall, a mouthful of hot tea spewed out.

"I just knew that it was not so easy. It turned out that they were fooling me. No matter what the daughter-in-law said, they all got the wish. Bah, they were clearly put together to fool me." Old Master Song slapped the table angrily.

The servant Changgui next to him wanted to be a transparent person, but the old man didn't want to let him go.

"Changgui, do you think the old woman was deliberately fighting me?"

Changgui wanted to cry, but he didn't want to answer this question, but he had to answer it if he didn't want to or not. He said, "You are thinking too much, Mrs. She is not such a person."

"You are my servant, why did you speak to her? Look at the palace madam, the words are all old women. What about you? What's the use of me?" Old Master Song snorted.

Changgui shouted loudly: "I am dedicated to you, the old man. This heart can reveal the sun and the moon, and the world can learn from it..."

"Okay, okay, you only have a few words to learn, don't show off in front of me." Old Master Song put down his teacup and said, "When I go to Chunhui Hall, I have to ask the old lady what it means. I'm even fighting with my son for a beautiful maid. I'm ashamed."

Changgui really wanted to say that I advised you not to humiliate yourself, but he dared not.

Song Ci changed into a comfortable home outfit and sat on the Arhat bed to have tea. The girl heard the report that the old man was coming here.

"Oh, I can't sit still anymore." Song Ci quickly took two sips of tea to moisten her throat, and rolled up her sleeves.

After seeing this, Madam Gong looked down and silently put down her sleeves. She was so old that she would not let the people below laugh at her.

Song Ci said embarrassedly: "Go and call Yi, Er, San, and Si over to serve me."

It's time to get on duty.

Madam Gong raised her eyebrows and went to summon her soon.

Soon, Old Master Song came in. When he entered the room, he saw Song Ci tilting comfortably, with several people surrounding him, looking a little familiar.

Yes, aren’t it just those thin horses?

But I saw a girl massage her shoulders, one beat her legs, one was studying, and another had a plate of seasonal fruit cut into pieces. She occasionally made one piece into her mouth, and she didn't forget to wipe the juice from the corners of her mouth.

When did this old woman enjoy it so much?

When the girls saw Old Master Song, they paused, but they didn't dare to say anything.

"You all go down for me." Old Master Song coughed.

Song Ci said, "Stay going to do yours, don't stop. Now you are from my side, so you have to know who you should listen to."

Old Master Song was so angry that he jumped: "You old lady, are you shameless? Have you even snatched the maid who prepared for his son?"

"Do you think I seem to be someone who needs to be robbed? My son and daughter-in-law are filial to me. Seeing that there is no one around me, I send someone here to serve me. What's wrong? Do you still want to stop my son and others from being filial to me?" Song Ci glanced at him sideways.

Old Master Song choked: "You, you are so mean, you are clearly..."

"What's clear? Do you want to say I'm jealous or I'm stopping my son from letting them sleep with other women besides my daughter-in-law?" Song Ci said: "Don't say it. Once you say it, I can marry Aunt Mei and the others, so I can confirm my reputation of being jealous!"

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