Enter the Room

Before Yuan Yunzhong finished speaking, Mr. Song Eleven stood up with excitement.

Other people wanted to invite County Magistrate Jiang and Master Wang to come and sit down, but they couldn't, so how could they drive them away?

He rolled his eyes and said immediately: "Song Daliang and Song Sanliang haven't come yet, let's just wait!"

Everyone was stunned and then realized that not only Song Daliang and Song Sanliang didn't come, but their wives and children also didn't come.

There was an explosion outside Baoxia.

"Master Song is so shameless. No matter what grudges there are, Second Master Qiqi, he has to show up anyway, right? Even if the brotherhood is gone and there are still nieces, he is still an elder after all!"

Someone said: "Why didn't the third master come? When the second master of the Song family was alive, he always asked for favors. Now that he has no advantage, he no longer recognizes his niece. It seems that he is also a white-eyed wolf."

"It seems that the two girls and sons-in-law of the eldest son of the Song family who have left the court have not come." Someone else murmured, "This is too outrageous. I think when they left the court, the dowry was prepared by the second master of the Song family. .”

Magistrate Jiang in Baoxia suddenly stood up.

The voices stopped abruptly.

"Since it's getting late, we won't wait any longer." Magistrate Jiang said slowly, "Just leave someone here to wait for the two Masters Song. So as not to delay the auspicious moment. After all, the dead one is the most important!"

His voice was not loud, but his attitude was very firm.

Everyone was stunned.

Magistrate Jiang, are you going to pay homage to Song Youliang at the grave?

Everyone exchanged glances quietly, and occasionally glanced at Song Jiyun or County Magistrate Jiang.

After hearing this, Mr. Song Eleven was so excited that he was at a loss and said hurriedly: "The county magistrate is right. I'm afraid Song Daliang and Song Sanliang might be delayed by something, so I'll leave someone here to wait for them."

He also expressed his gratitude to him on behalf of the Song family: "If Youliang knew something from me, he would definitely shed tears of gratitude!"

County Magistrate Jiang waved his hand disapprovingly, looked at Yuan Yunzhong, and said, "It's okay if I haven't met him. Since I have met him, how can I not burn incense to the second master of the Song family?"

"Yes, yes, yes!" Mr. Song Shiyi couldn't figure out what the relationship was, but that didn't stop him from echoing County Magistrate Jiang's words. He led the way, "You go this way."

Magistrate Jiang held his head high and his hands behind his back, and took the lead in leaving Baoxia.

Master Wang, who had been looking at Magistrate Jiang and Song Jiyun, finally came back to his senses. He held his beard under his chin and sat on the chair for a while. He slowly got up and left Baoxia at the greeting of Master Song Shiyi.

There was a lot of people outside the door, noisy and noisy.

Many people who had not planned to go to the grave suddenly changed their minds. People hired sedans, people hired donkey carts, and people wanted to share a car. There was an endless stream of people everywhere.

Manager Wu was running back and forth in front of the door. Qian's sedan in front was gone. There were still sedans or donkey carts waiting in line at the door of Song's house.

Pedestrians couldn't help but stop to watch the excitement: "Why are there so many people?"

"Aren't there only three brothers in the Song family? Even if you include in-laws, there aren't that many people, right?"

The well-informed person said: "I heard that the county magistrate also came to pay homage to the second master of the Song family. He also went to the cemetery with him."

"Really or not? How virtuous and capable is Song Youliang? He actually asked the honorable person of the county to go to his grave and offer incense to him."

"The Song family has become prosperous. We have the protection of the county magistrate!"

"People already have money."

"But no matter how rich you are, it is still hard-earned money. With the help of the county magistrate, you will definitely be richer."

"How come their family is favored by the county magistrate?"

Everyone is even more excited to talk about the Song family.

Song Jiyun helped his mother go to his father's grave to burn paper money and some banners and pavilion paper.

Mr. Qian had to cry again when he hugged the Song sisters.

Although Song Jiyun was heartbroken, she still had to take charge. She suppressed her tears and turned around to discuss the banquet with Aunt Zheng: "Master Jiang is an honored guest, so it's hard to arrange to sit in the pavilion. I've already told her. After passing by Zheng Quan, ask him to clear out the wing on the side of the sacrificial field, where Mr. Jiang and Mr. Wang will arrange it..."

As she was talking, Hong Xi came over.

"Ms. Song," he said solemnly, "there are a lot of people here today, and the table is probably not enough. We have to order a table from a restaurant or a restaurant. Taohuaju is our family's restaurant, and the table is barely enough for a casual meal. You can get it. Hurry up and let someone see how many tables are missing, and I'll ask them to bring the tables over."

Song Jiyun felt a little headache because of his uninvited visit.

"Thank you, Mr. Hong." But he was kind-hearted, so she had to be patient and thank him, "I have already arranged these things."

He also explained: "Manager Wu stayed at home just to prepare for these things."

Hong Xi's expression relaxed and he smiled sheepishly: "I have long heard that you are capable, and I have seen it today. Please don't blame me for being arbitrary, Ms. Song."

Song Jiyun was polite to him: "You also mean well!"

"Actually, I haven't been a housekeeper for very long." Hong Xi said with a smile, "This is the only thing I can think of."

He also said sincerely: "I don't know if there is anything else I can help with?"

"No need." Song Jiyun said with a smile, "I have made all the arrangements. Mr. Hong can just sit back and relax."

"Master Jiang, I have also arranged for them to stay in the wing." She led him to the wing. "It's too hot, so we'd better go and sit there to avoid getting sunburned."

Hong Xi said, "Miss Song, I'm sorry!"

Song Jiuyun was puzzled.

Hong Xi said apologetically: "I was so surprised when I saw Mr. Jiang present, so I instinctively saluted Mr. Jiang. It was not rude to Mr. Song."

Song Jiyun didn't understand for a moment, but after thinking about it, he realized that he was referring to what happened at the altar just now.

Her father and Hong Xi had no social relations, so he came to offer incense just to save face, so she had nothing to care about or care about.

"Young Master Hong, don't take it to heart." She greeted him, "I'm very grateful that you can come."

They chatted and Song Jiyun sent him to the side room.

But when she raised her head, she saw Yuan Yunzhong standing under the camphor tree next to the pergola with one hand behind his back, looking at her seriously.

"What's wrong?" Song Jiyun asked hurriedly.

He was just accompanying County Magistrate Jiang and Lord Wang to register them.

Yuan Yunzhong walked away from her without saying a word.

Song Jiyun was confused and immediately chased after him: "What's going on?"

Yuan Yunzhong couldn't see her from the corner of his eye.

"Stop!" Song Jiyun became angry, "If you have something to say to me, if you don't tell me, I'll treat it as nothing."

Yuan Yunzhong stopped, looked at her sideways and sneered several times.

Song Jiyun's head got big.

But she wasn't prepared to tolerate his problems.

"Okay, if you don't tell me, I'll pretend I don't know." She said, "Then I'll go."

Song Jiyun passed him by.

"What's going on?" Yuan Yunzhong suddenly whispered.

Song Jiyun blinked and turned to look at him: "What do you mean?"

Yuan Yunzhong's eyes were deep and sharp: "Didn't I tell you to stay away from Hong Xi?"

Song Jiyun was dumbfounded: "You have to understand, everyone here is a guest. And it's not me talking to him, it's him talking to me!"

She walked away.

There was still a lot of things waiting for her, and she had no time to calm his emotions.

Yuan Yunzhong stood there, as straight as a tree in the field.

A white palm rested on his shoulder: "I realize that Miss Song doesn't give you much face!"

Magistrate Jiang said quietly.

Yuan Yunzhong pulled the hand off his shoulder.

"Get out!" He walked away without looking back.

Magistrate Jiang was left standing there and touching his nose.