The Grandma raises a baby

After settled down Dan Ge'er, Song Ci invited Lin Qing to search the pulse again. After confirming that Dan Ge'er was simply frightened by the fever caused by the cold, she breathed a sigh of relief.

After struggling for a while, she used dinner and washing up. Only then did Song Ci wash away her fatigue and sat outside in a loose home robe drinking rose tea.

Madam Gong served from the side, paid close attention to the expression on her face, and said, "Are you angry?"

Song Ci swallowed a sip of tea and asked, "Why am I angry?"

"The eldest lady..."

Song Ci sighed: "I know she always thinks about the day when she was dysfunctional. If she had that thorn in her, she wouldn't be able to let go. She and Brother Dan almost thought that fate was almost done, and she didn't regret it herself. It's okay to raise the child on my side. Sometimes the distance creates beauty, and I guess she will get along more happily in this way."

"I thought you would be angry with her, and I thought she disliked Master Six."

"What's so angry about? There are always some fates that are a distance away, and people's hearts are also biased. It is impossible to be even with just one bowl of water. There must be many closeness and distant relationships. If you understand this, you won't blame her." Song Ci smiled faintly: "I don't care about these little guys, it's okay if she shouldn't be confused about major issues."

No one is perfect, no one in the world is good everywhere, and the same is true for the eldest lady. She also has shortcomings. As long as she does not go wrong in major directions and major events, her twisted little character is not worth mentioning.

As for Dan Ge'er and her, it is not a strange thing to have a weak relationship between mother and son. After all, she already has a few children in front of her. This one is just looking forward to adding icing on the cake rather than necessary, so naturally she won't be too nervous.

Mrs. Song was a real ancient man, and the ancients were very feudal and superstitious. Thinking that the child was making a big deal, they naturally thought of fate and defeating their mother.

Like this, Mrs. Song is not the first, nor will it be the last one. Many women will think so. If Song Ci cares about this with her, she will be so tired that she will be so angry that she will be.

Feudal superstition has never been erased for five thousand years.

"After this, Brother Dan should be kept in Chunhui Hall in the future. Madam, please sift the people and choose some reliable ones to take care of him. Since the child is raised by me, I, the grandmother, will naturally not lose to him." Song Ci ordered Madam Gong: "The child's cost is allocated to me, and the use must be good and comfortable.

In fact, it is also beneficial to keeping the elderly around them. Needless to say, the status is noble. If the educated person is highly respected, the children who are raised in front of her will be looked up to by the children.

Otherwise, I often go out to attend banquets, and I often say that it is raised by the wife of the Grandma or by the legitimate mother.

Regarding Song Ci's character of protecting the baby, Madam Gong smiled: "Don't worry, I will definitely not be careless about the Sixth Master."

Song Ci nodded and said, "You are tired for a day, go down to wash and rest. Don't be ill. Just let a few girls come in and serve me."

Madam Gong refused to comment.

Song Ci didn't force her, but just looked at Nanshan: "Are you well written?"

Nanshan: "It can still be seen."

If you are a secret guard, if you encounter something secret, you need to send a message. Generally, the words written in the message are relatively small and clear, so they have practiced it.

Song Ci smiled and said, "Then let's set up the desk table, take the pen, ink, paper and ink, and I'll say you can write it."

When she wants to take care of her baby in the future, she has to prepare some more enlightenment stories for the baby she raises and cultivate it since she was a child.
Chapter completed!