: Da Fang Tai's wife

Otherwise, when the old man returned to his house, there was only one enlightenment, that is, don’t let the old man sway in front of the lady more often, otherwise the two of them would be like a firecracker, and they would explode at a glance.

Just like now.

Song Zhicheng and Song Lingjie had a good talk, so they comforted Mr. Song and looked at Song Ci begging.

It’s enough to have a good day, at least I’ll leave some face to the old man. Everyone is there in this room.

Song Ci exudes a strong power, which means physical and mental comfort.

In this mansion, Old Master Song is the supreme ancestor. I really don’t know what the chaos is. As long as Song Ci is as soft as a bun, the Song family is not as good as today.

It can be seen that character determines everything.

There must be someone in a family who can be very clear about it. Fortunately, Song Ci is a few years older than Old Master Song. She has been a child bride these years. When she was young, she had her parents support her and later her son supported her, which made her stable position as stable as Mount Tai and could suppress Old Master Song’s stubbornness.

As the banquet ended, Old Master Song was so angry that he asked to take a car to go back to the village. He would not come back from the Mid-Autumn Festival. He wanted to live in the village so that the old woman would not get angry with a stroke.

In response, Aunt Mei and the others explained that the old man actually got a few plates of famous chrysanthemums, posted a few posts, and invited a few old friends to come to the village to celebrate the festival to enjoy chrysanthemums, drink chrysanthemums, and taste crabs.

Song Ci didn't care about this, but said to Aunt Mei: "If you only talk about the wind, flowers, snow and moon, you should pay attention and don't make any more troubles. Those few digits of thin horses will only send you away for a month."

Speaking of those few thin horses, Song Ci had always kept them in his yard until she brought her grandson back to raise them. She felt that it was not good to raise them anymore, so she asked Jiang Fulai to take everyone away.

As for where they were going, Song Ci was so sincere that she had either gone to those dirty places, but she could decide whether to go to the backyard of an official or merchant.

Aunt Mei and the others quickly expressed their loyalty: "Don't worry, the grandma, we will persuade everyone who can persuade them, and the people in the village are also joking. Any abnormal movement will be reported."

Song Ci nodded with satisfaction: "In the village, only the old man and you two are serious masters. There are many people under him who are sloppy. You should control what you should do. If you really have a thorny head, you should remove it. If you have a great wife, I will support you with you. Anyway, let the people inside become your spy, don't give him or others the chance to make a fuss."

This was almost said that they could take chicken feathers as a commanding arrow.

Aunt Mei was a little excited and said, "I will follow the orders of the Grandmaster."

Song Ci said: "It's all like flowers. It's a grievance for you to serve an old man. I'll ask Madam Gong to take some bright pieces of cloth and cut some new clothes to wear. If you don't like it, go to the embroidery room outside and ask them to come to the house to settle the order. Just ask them to come to my house to settle the bill. You'll choose two sets of jewelry with new styles. It's almost Mid-Autumn Festival, and it's festive to wear it."

The two of them were so generous that they burst into tears and knelt on the ground and kowtowed.

To be honest, there is no better wife than their wife. If anyone outside says that her wife is not a word, she will not criticize them to death!

Seeing that they were happy, Song Ci was also happy in her heart, with a smile on her face and she winked at Madam Gong.

See if you see, it’s good to have money, and you won’t be afraid of tightening your hands at all.
Chapter completed!