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Chapter 770 The Ancestor's Popularity Is Not Covered

Chapter 770 The popularity of the ancestors is not overwhelming

Whenever there is a meeting, whenever the girl of the right age appears, she will inevitably be asked about marriage. There is no such thing as one of the social events, and it is also a tacit understanding between each other.

The salesman shows that my family has a daughter who has just grown up, and the jealous person is naturally evaluating who is suitable for her. Even if no one in her family can match her, she can still match other children. If this makes a good marriage, it will also lead to decent and connections.

The social engagements in the circle of ladies are all like this.

Song Ci shook the round fan and remembered the famous family circles in later generations. The first thing the ladies talked about was probably family business investment, or where there were charity dances and social activities that needed to participate in, etc., children's marriage?

The marriage is well aware that it is all about bonding interests, which brings the family career and social status to a higher level, and has a very clear goal.

It is true that the times are different, but the only thing that is the same is that everyone emphasizes the equality of the family.

"The dance is over, the competition is about to begin."

Song Lingzhou creaked and bit a pack of popcorn and shouted excitedly.

This popcorn is a snack that Song Ci made before he came. After all, is it that he is here to watch the game? What's the point of eating without snacks?

Look at the sweet fragrance, it has attracted many little kids as big as Song Lingzhou and others. They don’t understand the adults’ back and forth, and they only focus on eating.

What's this thing? It's so crispy and sweet.

The location of the Song family is that there are more and more children gathering, and it is so lively.

"What kind of snack is this? It's so sweet."

"This is called popcorn. It is fried with corn and wrapped in syrup, so it is sweet." Song Lingzhou said proudly: "This is made by my grandmother, it's amazing."

"So awesome."

Song Ci turned his head and smiled and said, "If you make a fuss, don't push or shove, otherwise you will fall into the river if you fall. Xiaoman, give them some popcorn you carry, don't rob them."

"Does the ancestor of the Song family actually have such snacks?" A little boy with a horny horn asked with his eyes open.

Song Ci gently pinched his chubby face and said, "It's true. I specially ordered people to do too many things and carry them with me, just to feed you."

"Our ancestors are really a clever idea. How did you know that we will come and eat this snack again?"

Song Ci pretended to be profound and pinched his fingers like a Bodhisattva, and said, "You also said that I am a magic trick, so of course I will count on my fingers and know that you little monkeys are greedy!"

The children chuckled and said, "You are so good, it's so delicious, and they shook their bodies to pay tribute."

Seeing this, the adults also took advantage of the child's nature to come over and wanted to get close to the Song family.

There are a few of the noble families who are not talented. When they see someone moving, they will follow them. Soon, the Song family's position grew stronger.

This popularity and popularity are obvious to all.

When the Fan family saw it, they were disdainful, but they were a little annoyed, thinking that these people were all sharp-eyed.

In the past, when Song Xiang was not yet appointed as the first-rank prime minister, no one would have flattered Mrs. Fan. But in recent years, the status of the Fan family is like that. If the Fan family had a daughter who became a princess, they would have been even worse.

Now, Mrs. Fan is still lying on the bed, and she is no longer in a state of mind. I don’t know when she will return to the west. Then, will the status of Fanjia Station in the Beijing Circle be still there?

Mrs. Fan looked at Song Ci who was smiling like an old chrysanthemum, and pinched the round fan in her hand, not daring to think about it!

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