Hearing this, song Qingchen's face changed greatly, as if swallowing a fly. "I, I, I asked someone to pick it for me!"
Song Xijiao shook off song Qingchen's chin, took out her handkerchief in disgust and wiped her hands, "sister, how much do you think you can take out? If you ask someone to dig this ginseng for you, do you think it will stay in your hand? Do you think the money you give is comparable to this rare and extremely rare ginseng? "
After wiping her hands, song Xijiao threw the handkerchief in front of song Qingchen. Since she was unkind, song Xijiao was also unjust!
"Big mother, father, you should know what happened without me saying more." Song Xijiao cut her hair and saluted everyone.
After she had said this, the crowd was extremely quiet and strangely quiet. Song Qingchen was half lying on the ground, biting his lips tightly. The corners of his mouth were dripping with blood. He was staring at Song Xijiao through some scattered hair. She hated him, but she was unwilling.
People look at the ground in Song Qingchen constantly whispering, song Xijiao only hope that this woman can buy a lesson this time, do not pester her so much, at least in the future will not easily target her.
Song Xijiao saluted again, looking at master song and Mrs. song, full of guilt, "big mother, father, such a thing, Xijiao is inconvenient to be here any more, that ginseng is on the year, you two old one-time or don't eat more, make up too much will only have a hundred harm and no profit."
Master song nodded. The eldest lady frowned at Song Xijiao's departure and stopped her. "Xijiao, I heard that you often miss home. If you want to come back, you can come back. No matter how long you get married, song Fu will always be your home."
Hearing this, song Xijiao turned to look at his wife and shook her head with a smile. "The first mother's good will, Xijiao will always come back to see you, but she won't live long. It's disrespectful to her husband's family to live in her mother's house. If you can, you can leave the second elder sister. She often talks about going home."
Song Xijiao said that, holding the wooden box, she turned her head and left. Behind him, master song kicked song Qingchen on the ground and turned back to his seat. "Come on, take the second lady back to your room and have a rest."
Song Qingchen sat on the ground, pale as death, and let the boy drag her out of the door. She has been away from home for such a long time. What room did she come from? Either ancestral hall or firewood room. How could she have a good life in the Song family when she made such a big basket?
Although the banquet started again, the atmosphere was still a bit strange, but the eldest lady and master song didn't care much. After all, they just got a treasure. How could they care about the atmosphere?
After Song Xijiao left, she went straight to the door without taking her head back. In her opinion, the most precious thing she has now is the agave box in her arms. Fortunately, the eldest lady and master song didn't recognize it. Otherwise, she would lose a lot of money this time. She is already married. It's not worth paying so much to please her mother's family.
Ershun followed song Xijiao all the way. He was afraid that he might have made a mistake. He could see clearly what song Xijiao had just taught song Qingchen. Song Xijiao's style today is quite different from that of the past. In that look, he could see it from such a distance.
"Miss three, I'll take you to the door. The kitchen will be busy later." Ershun made an invitation to song Xijiao for fear that one of them would not take good care of her. He didn't want to be staring at him.
Song Xijiao nodded and said with a smile, "it doesn't matter. You go back to be busy first. It's more important for the birthday of auntie."
"Er Shun scratched his head." seriously, miss three, you've lost a lot of money by leaving. Today, I've invited the Shixuan master to do it. You didn't eat any of it. It's too much of a loss. "
Shixuan restaurant, in the restaurant, if it is called the second, I'm afraid no one dares to call the first. Unexpectedly, she invited Shixuan's master to come. Madame song is really a great show.
Song Xijiao thought that she was really a little bit of a loss, but she still said with a smile, "it's OK, as the first restaurant in the world, can the restaurant collapse? As long as you have money, you can eat it any time. There is no loss or loss. "
After that, he turned and walked down, leaving the stunned Ershun in place. When did Miss Song San look so open?
As soon as song Xijiao turned the stone lion at the door, she stopped and leaned against the stone lion to gasp. It was really dangerous just now. If she said a wrong word, she would be song Qingchen now.
All of a sudden, song Xijiao felt that the sun in front of her was covered. When she looked up, Zhong Chun's face appeared in front of her. Song Xijiao was somewhat surprised, "Why are you here?"
"I don't think you'll stay in the song house for too long, so I'll wait for you around here." Zhong Chun looked at her and said without changing his face.
After hearing this, song Xijiao blushed and immediately lowered her head, "well, in fact, you don't have to After all, there are chestnuts at home. You should go back and take care of him... " Song Xijiao, who has been treated like this by a man, is red to her ears.
Looking at Song Xijiao's appearance, Zhong Chun frowned, stroked song Xijiao's bright and clean forehead with a big hand, and then sighed with relief, "did you think you caught a cold and had a fever, and your face was so red that you were exposed to the sun?"Song Xijiao waved her hand to fan her face. "Yes, yes, it's too hot. I didn't expect her face to be red."
Zhongchun nodded, "it's ok if it's OK. Let's go. Chestnuts should be hungry. Let's go to the restaurant to take some things to compensate him?"
Song Xijiao nodded and saw Zhong Chun go straight to the carriage not far away. When song Xijiao looked at it, she suddenly frowned, "didn't you say that you shouldn't use unnecessary expenses? Money is saved little by little! "
Zhong Chun looked at Song Xijiao with a smile, "it's OK. It's just one day."
Song Xijiao gnaws her teeth, which is based on heaven, so she should not sit down and go back to her original place? Zhong Chun looked at her on the carriage, "why, don't you come up yet?"
Song Xijiao snorted and got into the carriage without answering. The appearance of the carriage looks good, but in fact, it is compact and tight, and it is a bit harsh to sit on. It's still comfortable with modern cars! For the first time in ancient times, song Xijiao remembered the benefits of modernity.
Song Xijiao whispered in the dark a hateful voice. It's said that the carriages of the rich people are all cushioned and extremely comfortable. When she grows rich, she will have to be so whole!
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