Enter the Room

When Song Jiyun came out of Yinyu Hall, Mrs. Li stopped her at the gate of her yard.

"Song Jiyun, you were born by a mother but not taught by a mother," she cursed with her hands on her hips, "Why are you blocking the way of our family..."

Song Jiyun felt that talking to her was a waste of time.

She bypassed Mrs. Li, and continued to walk forward with a blank expression, while ordering the accompanying Madam Zheng: "Find some healthy women to gag her mouth and send it to the old lady. Tell the old lady, look For the sake of her being my aunt, I'll let it go this time. If she dares to swear again, I'll send her back to her mother's house with drums and drums, just like today.

Madam Zheng hurriedly called for someone.

Song Jiyun called Guanshi Wu over to discuss the matter of entertaining the big shopkeeper and master chef tomorrow.

Wu Guanshi has followed Song Youliang for many years, and these big shopkeepers and master masters are all very familiar with each other, and they can do things at their fingertips, and quickly determined the number of people and the list.

Song Jiyun asked him to post the post, while he went back to the house to catch up on sleep.

When she woke up at night, the fragrant hairpin who served her told her chirpingly: "The roads on both sides are closed. The old man only said that he would open a corner door, but the third master didn't say anything. But the young lady put the third wife I sent it to the old lady, and the old lady was very angry. I heard that Zeng's mother had her forehead smashed by the tea cup, so she came out with a handkerchief covering her forehead!"

Song Jiyun let it go.

She still has a lot of things to do, as long as Song Sanliang and his wife don't mess with her, she doesn't want to waste time dealing with them.

*

The next day, Song Jiyun treated guests.

It started to rain in the morning.

Fortunately, when she and her mother went out, the rain stopped again, and there was a rainbow hanging in the sky.

Mrs. Qian thought about the trouble Mrs. Li went to find Song Jiyun yesterday, and said worriedly: "Your grandmother knows about our treat, so she won't come to make trouble?"

"It doesn't matter!" Song Jiyun and his mother stopped to look at the rainbow for a while, and then continued to go to the water pavilion for the guests, arm in arm, "I have arranged everything. The more noisy they are, the easier it is for us to catch them. I wish they could come It's making trouble!"

The lake and mountains outside the waterside pavilion.

But Qian complained: "At the beginning, it was your uncle who ruined all the ancestral property, and the debtors came to the house every day to collect the debts. Your grandmother saw that life could not go on, so the family was divided.

"Your uncle divided the ancestral house; your third uncle divided the courtyard and two shops; your father divided a broken yard and still has a foreign debt of two thousand taels of silver.

"Your father is so strong, he doesn't want to touch my dowry money.

"He simply rented a shop, hired four men, a master caster, hired your grandfather to be a painter for our family, rented a kiln with others, inherited the ancestral business, set up his own business, and started the porcelain business.

"I lost three hundred taels of silver in the first year.

"At the end of the year, when the banquet is held, there is no money to even go to the restaurant to treat the people in the workshop to a meal."

The more she spoke, the more excited she became: "Your grandmother lived with your third uncle at the time.

"Your father borrowed money from your third uncle without telling me.

"I brought half a car with me for the New Year's Eve ceremony, but I came back empty-handed.

"That year's end tooth banquet was hosted at home.

"Your Madam Zheng helped to cook the rice, and I only helped to burn the firewood. Afterwards, your father fell on my knee and cried like a child, saying sorry to me."

When Qian said this, her eyes were red, and tears fell down: "For so many years, your father has been thinking about the kindness of parents and brotherhood, but who is thinking about his difficulties!"

When Song Jiyun was young, he had heard adults say it, but it was the first time he heard Qian complaining in front of her. She hurriedly comforted her mother and said, "Don't worry! Whether it's the shop or the kiln factory left by father, I don't care about it." It won't be given to them."

Having said that, she couldn't help but sneered a few times: "I originally thought that firing porcelain is also a hard job, if they are willing to take over, we can just get a dividend.

"Who knew they were all white-eyed wolves.

"Maybe we handed over the shop and kiln to them, and they still think we are weak and deceptive, and we are soft persimmons that can be squeezed casually!"

She calmly said: "The throwing of the basin is just the beginning. When my father passes through July 7th, they must push someone to manage our shop and kiln under the banner of 'negotiation'. That is the golden rooster that lays eggs. their ultimate purpose."

"But you are a little girl, can you do it?" Qian said worriedly, "Women are not allowed to enter shops and kilns, especially kilns. Even the sweepers only invite men. Those big shopkeepers and big Can the masters convince you? Even if you have your father's remaining prestige and kindness, you can't just meet and drink."

"I know." Song Jiyun hugged his mother and said, "I didn't plan for them to support me immediately this time. The main thing is to pave the way for the future, meet people, talk, and see their reactions."

Seeing that her daughter was well arranged, Mrs. Qian couldn't help asking: "Who did you invite over there?"

There are only six masters in the Song family who hold the piles.

Song Jiyun said: "Luo Zixing."

Qian muttered: "I remember him. He escaped from Anhui. If your father hadn't taken him in, he would have died long ago."

Song Jiyun smiled and said: "This time I also invited their family members."

Qian was a little surprised.

Song Jiyun laughed and said, "Since it's a family banquet, it should look like a family banquet. There are some things that women's family can say, but those big shopkeepers and master chefs can't say."

Qian Shi nodded repeatedly.

Yuan Yunzhong came over.

He was wearing a royal blue gauze gown woven with purple five-bat flowers, or he walked all the way, his cheeks were slightly powdered, which set off his face like powder, his eyes like autumn water, he was extraordinarily handsome and dignified, completely different from his usual cold and self-possessed , as if a different person.

Song Jiyun looked him up and down, but couldn't speak for a long time.

On the other hand, Mrs. Qian, who was very happy when she saw him, quickly stood up, smiled and said "Come", and praised him for looking good in this outfit: "If I remember correctly, this is the dress that Madam Zheng brought from the tailor shop yesterday. One of the ones that came back?"

Yuan Yunzhong nodded with a smile, flatteringly said: "You have really good eyesight!"

Qian Shi laughed even more happily, and asked him if he had had breakfast, what he had for breakfast, whether it suits his appetite, and so on.

Yuan Yunzhong changed from being rebellious in front of Song Jiyun, he was gentle and soft-spoken, with an appearance that all middle-aged and elderly women would like.

Song Jiyun resisted to laugh out loud.

If Yuan Yunzhong knew that Qian's liking for him was conditional, what would he look like?

Fortunately, without saying a few words, several big shopkeepers and master chefs who received the invitations arrived one after another, and Qian Shi led the two of them to welcome the guests at the gate of the water pavilion.

When Song Jiyun was young, he was often carried by Song Youliang on his shoulders to check the accounts in the shop or take him to the kiln to play in the kiln. Although it was not common after the age of ten, they were not strangers who had never met each other.

Especially Luo Zixing, she used to hug her when she was little, tears filled her eyes when she saw her, and she boasted to Mrs Qian: "Missy is really capable, like a master."

Qian was so happy that she couldn't close her mouth from ear to ear, but when she saw the person brought by Luo Zixing, she was taken aback, pointed at the young woman beside Mrs. Luo and said hesitantly, "This is it?"

Luo Zixing and his wife were both average in appearance, but the girl had a lotus bone and peach blossom face. She was as delicate and simple as a rich flower, and it was not something the Luo family could raise.

Luo Zixing laughed loudly, and said, "My wife doesn't know me anymore, this is our silly mother!"

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