Enter the Room

Qian is not expected to give birth until next year, which is one of the reasons why Song Jiyun dared to go to Nanjing.

Unexpectedly, Qian would have an attack in advance.

Fortunately, Mrs. Wen and the doctor have already been invited, so we just need to send someone to pick him up in advance.

Aunt Zheng calmly directed the maids and servants to ask the doctor to ask for the doctor, to ask for the stable wife to ask for the stable wife, to heat the hot water, and to get the ginseng slices. Although they were busy, they were in an orderly manner. Be well organized.

Yuan Yunzhong thought for a while and also went to Qian's place.

However, he did not enter the courtyard, but waited outside with Manager Wu.

Soon, snowflakes started to fall in the sky.

Song Jiyu and Song Jixue heard the news and rushed over.

The two little girls shrank like quails and hid under the umbrella, which made people feel a little pity for no reason.

Although Yuan Yunzhong had never experienced such a scene, he also knew that a woman's childbirth was beyond the gate of hell. Song Jiyun was not at home, and the two little girls must have been very afraid that their mother would have something wrong with her.

He thought of the few people who were not very skilled in craftsmanship but full of sincerity, and told Manager Wu: "I asked the two ladies to wait in the side hall."

Manager Wu hesitated.

The two young ladies have not yet left the cabinet, so they should avoid it.

Yuan Yunzhong disagreed and said: "The unknown is even more frightening."

Manager Wu thought what he said was reasonable and hurriedly invited Song Jiyu and Song Jixue to the side hall.

He held an umbrella for Yuan Yunzhong and continued to wait outside.

At midnight, Qian gave birth to a daughter successfully.

Manager Wu suddenly felt a thump in his heart and quickly turned to look at Yuan Yunzhong.

Although Yuan Yunzhong's face was expressionless, his shoulders were drooping badly.

Why do you look more depressed than him?

Manager Wu was puzzled, but it was hard to ask any more questions.

He was busy giving rewards as usual to the doctor, Wen Po and the maid who had been busy at home for a long time.

As for whether to report the good news to Mrs. Zeng, he hesitantly discussed with Yuan Yunzhong: "How about we wait for the eldest lady to come back?"

Back when the eldest lady was in charge of the family, she used Qian's unborn child as an excuse. Now that he has a daughter, he is very worried that Song Sanliang and Zeng will use this as an excuse to compete with Song Jiyun for family property again.

Yuan Yunzhong said: "No!"

Manager Wu thought for a while before he understood what Yuan Yunzhong meant.

Although he didn't quite believe Yuan Yunzhong's words, Yuan Yunzhong's behavior during this period made him deeply feel that he was not a simple person. Moreover, now that the fourth lady of the Song family has been born, the Song family has no hidden secrets. Now, even if he wanted to wait until Song Jiyun came back to tell Zeng the good news, he couldn't hide it completely. He might as well listen to Yuan Yunzhong and tell the good news according to the rules first.

Mrs. Zeng was really overjoyed when she heard this, and hurriedly invited Song Sanliang and his wife to return to the city to discuss the matter.

Qian cried until her eyes were swollen.

"It's me who has caused Yunduo trouble." She cried to Aunt Zheng, "If I give her a younger brother, she can legitimately take charge of the family business. She has put in so much before, but I am afraid that all of it will be in vain because of me. "

Aunt Zheng was also very emotional and could only comfort her: "This is fate! You have no control over it, so just be more liberal!"

She was not even sure whether she should baptize the child.

But just like this silently is not a thing.

She could only go to Yuan Yunzhong to discuss it.

"Do it!" Yuan Yunzhong said firmly, "Do it according to the rules!"

Because the Song family is still in the period of mourning, they follow the rules, that is, close family members gather together to have a meal.

Aunt Zheng sighed and went to report the news to her relatives and friends.

The elders of the Song family were in a dilemma.

They gathered at Master Eleven's house and discussed whether to attend the christening of the fourth lady of the Song family.

"Why did you give birth to a daughter? It would be great if you gave birth to a son!"

"I definitely have to go, but what if I go?"

"Youliang has no son. Logically, Youliang should adopt an adopted son. How to choose this candidate?"

"Song Sanliang came to me yesterday and asked me what I thought? But if I adopt their son, I'm afraid Boss Song won't agree!"

"Is this something she agrees to? This is an agreement! Does she still want to take her family's property to her husband's family?"

As soon as the voice fell, everyone looked at each other in shock, but no one answered.

Mr. Song Shiyi, who had been silent all this time, said quietly at this time: "Aren't the women participating in the baptism ceremony? We don't need to go!"

Immediately some clan elders understood what he meant.

His eyes lit up and he said, "You mean, we'll wait until Song Jiyun comes back?"

Before Mr. Song Shiyi nodded, everyone was in a frenzy, saying, "Yes! The worst! When these two families are in the ring, what are we getting involved with?"

Of course, there are some who disagree, but it can be seen that most people say this, and it is not good to be different on this occasion.

The matter was settled like this.

When the fourth Miss Song took her third bath, all the female family members of the Song family arrived, including Mrs. Yan, Mrs. Wu and others who were friends with the Qian family.

And there is a rare person coming - Mr. Xiong’s wife.

During the third rite of ablution, she threw several gold ingots into the bathtub.

Suddenly everyone's attention was attracted, and they all asked who it was.

Mrs. Xiong is a woman with an extremely gentle appearance and a shy personality. She follows Mrs. Yan closely when she comes in and out. When people ask about her, she does not hide behind Mrs. Yan, but speaks softly. He introduced himself and said that Mr. Xiong was now doing business with Song Jiuyun and came from Wuyuan specifically to congratulate the Song family.

After everyone heard this, they couldn't help but talk to each other privately. They felt that the Song family had become more and more famous since it was in the hands of Song Jiyun. Even merchants from other places came to congratulate the Song family. They were a little indifferent when they came, but now they all cleaned up. Somewhat tempered, they understood each other with a smile.

When Mrs. Yan saw that Mrs. Qian was not in good spirits, she comforted her alone: ​​"One daughter is half a son. You have four daughters, which means you have two sons. What's wrong with that? Look at how capable our boss Song is. Ah! Not a hundred times or a thousand times better than that son. If I had such a daughter, I would wake up laughing in the middle of the night."

Qian looked at her little daughter, who was sleeping in the stroller with a red face, and whispered: "It's not that I don't like my daughter. My daughter is my mother's little cotton-padded jacket. I feel like I'm dragging Yunduo down."

"Then you have to cheer up even more!" Mrs. Yan said, "Don't let others see the joke."

Qian was struck by thunder, and from then on he straightened his back and became a man.

Song Jiuxue was young and everyone would not avoid her when talking. She couldn't help but feel idle these days.

My sister was washing three days, and many guests came. She took advantage of Qian and Aunt Zheng to ignore her for a while, so she ran into Song Jiuyun's yard, and depressedly carved characters on the camphor tree with a carving knife.

When Yuan Yunzhong passed by, she glared at him fiercely.

That look was exactly the same as Song Jiyun's glare when he was angry.

He found it interesting and asked her: "What are you doing here? Where is the maid serving you?"

"I want you to take care of it!" Song Jixue sneered, raising his chin to look at people in a similar manner.

Yuan Yunzhong seemed to see a small Song Jiuyun.

He picked up Song Jiuxue's collar and handed her over to the person serving beside him.

Song Jiuxue screamed, scratching her limbs in the air, and said: "You are not a good person! I saw clearly that day that my mother gave birth to a younger sister, and you were also very unhappy. When my eldest sister comes back, I will tell you Sister!"

Yuan Yunzhong was stunned.

Song Jiuxue took the opportunity to kick him.

But he avoided it.

"Don't talk nonsense!" He said warmly, put down Song Jiuxue and touched her head.

Song Jixue suddenly turned red and ran away.

Yuan Yunzhong looked at Song Jiuxue's back and sighed softly.

The Song family had a new daughter, Miss Song, and he was a little unhappy.

But it's not because Qian gave birth to a daughter.

But he felt that Song Jiyun would never leave the Song family after Qian gave birth to a daughter!