Chapter 62

From then on, song's mother must boil a bowl of thick medicine soup to song Xijiao every night.

Zhong Chun drank the first bowl of medicine soup under the deception of song Xijiao. The next night, when his mother brought the medicine again, she couldn't bear to pour the bitter water on him again. She was afraid that he would be ruined. So when he got the medicine soup, she had to drink it all by herself.

Unexpectedly, after drinking the medicine soup for a period of time, song Xijiao felt that her face was gradually ruddy and her body was much stronger.

This day, song Xijiao is slowly and leisurely from the bamboo paper mill to go home, but see song QingHan with her maid standing on the path that she must pass by every day when she comes home.

After several contacts, song Xijiao likes this tender and amiable big sister from the heart.

Song QingHan saw her sister come and called her affectionately: "sister, I've been waiting for you here for a long time!"

Song Xijiao hurried forward a few steps, took her sister's sleeve and asked, "sister, how can you be here today?"

Song QingHan cut her hair in front of her forehead and said, "I'm waiting for you here. I haven't seen you for a few days, but my sister is getting better and better! "

Song Xijiao laughs, thinking, every night a bowl of bitter medicine soup does not seem to be in vain.

Seeing that it was late, song QingHan did not say much. He only said, "my father said that the day is the death day of her grandmother. She wants you to go home at noon to worship her grandmother."

Song Xijiao felt strange. According to the memory of the original owner, when my grandmother was alive, she didn't want to see the people in our third room. Why did my father ask me to go back to worship? "

She thought and asked, "what about the second sister? Did the father call the second sister back? "

Song QingHan shook his head: "I don't know about this. My father just wants me to call you."

After seeing off her elder sister, song Xijiao walked home and thought, "this is a strange thing. My father has always been a violent man. He hates the poor and loves the rich. Now he will suddenly ask me to go home?"

When she came to her own courtyard, she didn't think of a reason to come, so she simply didn't want to think about it. No matter what his father's purpose is, he will know it only if he goes to the Song family tomorrow.

At noon the next day, after busy in the morning, song Xijiao rushed to the Song family.

What she didn't expect was that her father song Yongxu was waiting for her at the gate.

As soon as he saw her, he met her from afar: "Xijiao, you are here. Dad is waiting for you for a while."

Song Xijiao had a strong premonition in her heart. It seemed that her participation today was not the death day of her grandmother, but a Hongmen banquet.

After his father stepped into the door, the doctor also stood in the door with a big smile on his face.

As soon as she saw song Xijiao, she took her hand affectionately and said, "here comes Xijiao, come in quickly!"

After that, he told his wife: "the third lady is coming. Please call the ancestral hall to prepare for it."

Song Xijiao followed the crowd to the ancestral hall and asked, "is the second elder sister coming?"

Song Yongxu snorted coldly and said, "this girl has been retired by her husband's family. How can she have the face to worship her grandmother?"

Song Xijiao thought to herself, "Sanfang was also expelled. How can she come to worship her grandmother? I'm not afraid the grandmother is angry when she sees it

Seeing through her thoughts, the doctor said, "although you have been with a hunter, the husband and wife are also diligent. Now who in this city doesn't know that it is our daughter of the Song family who opened the prosperous bamboo paper mill."

Song Yongxu felt a wisp of beard under his lips and agreed to place his head.

Having simply worshipped her grandmother in the ancestral hall, song Xijiao and elder sister QingHan went to the reception hall hand in hand.

Song QingHan said to her sister happily, "my father said today that he would make some dishes you like to eat. He specially ordered the kitchen to make braised lion's head and vinegar pork ribs!"

Song Xijiao said with a smile in her heart: "this father doesn't know how to be a father? The original owner likes Mapo Tofu and octopus

After sitting down in the reception hall, song Yongxu put vegetables in Song Xijiao's bowl, and asked, "Xijiao, how's your business in the bamboo paper farm?"

Song Xijiao knew that he didn't mean to be drunk, so she just lowered her head to eat spareribs and said, "I'm only responsible for the management of production. Boss Luo is in charge of selling everything."

Seeing that her husband couldn't ask for anything, the doctor also put a piece of braised lion's head into song Xijiao's bowl and said, "Xijiao, try this, you've loved it before."

Song Xijiao sighed in her heart: "what kind of rice is this today? The dishes in the bowl are full of dishes you don't like to eat."

The doctor didn't see her displeasure, and said with a smile, "this bamboo paper farm is too tired. You are a woman's family. It's too tired. If you recruit another helper, it will be much easier!"

Song Xijiao pretended that she couldn't understand the meaning of her husband's words and said, "yes, the group of helpers in the field are still doing a good job."

Seeing song Xijiao playing Taiji, song Yongxu, who was on the other side, was worried and did not let go of the circle. He said bluntly, "do you know the young master Hu of the prefect's family? Recently, he came to join your bamboo paper factory. He is sincere. You can discuss with Mr. Luo and decide on a date together! "

Song Xijiao is struggling to eat the lion's head in the bowl. Listening to song Yongxu's words, she simply pushed the bowl, took out her handkerchief, wiped her mouth and said, "this man has already called me. I told him clearly that I will not allow him to join the bamboo paper mill."The doctor was still kind and kind, and said, "Xijiao, he's a young master of the prefecture magistrate's family. How many people can't touch the light of the sheriff's home, do you want to think about it again?"

Song Xijiao understood eight or nine points in her heart, and Hu que got a nail in her head, so she turned to find the second old man of the Song family as a lobbyist.

Song Yongxu is a shrewd businessman. If he doesn't want to benefit from it, why should he come to the muddy water.

Seeing that song Xijiao didn't speak, song Yongxu was impatient, and his tone was full of reproach: "don't think you can run a bamboo paper farm, and you can master the heaven. In this county, it's better to say that the surname is Hu! "

Song Xijiao didn't eat anything in her stomach, but she was scolded. She began to get irritable: "what benefits does her father get from Hu que? How can he speak for him everywhere?"

Seeing that her daughter, who had been a coward since childhood, dares to contradict himself. Song Yongxu is not angry. He points to the tip of song Xijiao's nose and says, "are you hard on your wings? It's no use learning from your mother

Seeing song Yongxu scolding her mother, song Xijiao felt that there was a fire burning in her chest. She sneered and said, "I just learned from my father? In the name of worshiping my grandmother, you lied to me to go home, and forced me to agree to Hu Que's unreasonable request, that's why you have an elder? "

Song Yongxu was so angry that he pointed to the gate and said, "get out of here. We have no daughter like you in the Song family."

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