The Group Pet Sister Became the Petite Bag of the Powerful Minister

"Isn't this Xiao Yu? I haven't seen her for many years, and she has grown up so much!" Mrs. Song sighed with emotion.

When she was young, she had some friendship with Si Yu's mother and concubine, and even hugged Si Yu who was just born at that time.

It's just that the court has changed, and Si Yu has been reduced from a noble prince to a pitiful little one.

The foundation of the Song family was not stable at that time, and the old lady Song was too busy to take care of herself, so how could she have time to take care of him.

When she gained a firm foothold later, Si Yu was already sensible, and she walked alone, and she was powerless to help.

Now I see Si Yu standing with his hands behind his back, with exquisite eyebrows and eyes.

Mrs. Song is quite relieved, this child has had a hard time, so he is not crooked at all.

Song Zhao wanted to repay the favor, so he specially said good things about Si Yu to his grandmother, "Grandmother, Mr. Si Xiaolang is a very good person. When I exposed Duan Ziqi's behavior before, I asked him for help."

"All blessings, Eldest Princess." Si Yu stretched out his sleeves and bowed in a dignified manner.

The old lady Song felt sorry for the child even more, and patted him on the shoulder, "Xiaoyu, I am very happy that you are willing to make friends with Zhaozhao. Since you have come to the Song residence, why don't you stay for two days? In a few days, I plan to use the name of the orchid exhibition to choose a new husband for Yaoyao, if you have nothing to do, can you come and play with us?"

Although Mrs. Song can't promote Si Yu in terms of making contributions, she can still take care of her in life.

Song Yao lowered her head, her long hair blocked her expression.

Yesterday, my grandmother told her that she would find another husband for her in two days, and she had already posted a request to find an outstanding son from the poor family who took the imperial examination this year.

The current situation of the Song family makes it impossible to marry a high family. She has already reached her age, if it drags on, there is no guarantee that the Holy Majesty will not make a marriage for her indiscriminately.

She understands the truth, and she is very obedient.

But for some reason, I always think about the look in the eyes of General Qi looking at her that night.

Si Yu was slightly startled, glanced at Song Zhao's small face, and said with a warm smile, "The princess is very kind, but not respectful."

Let me state first that he didn't want to stay to see the little girl more, he just felt that the environment in the General's Mansion was very good, and it would be a blessing to live there for two days.

The old lady Song had a smile on her face, and called her nanny, "Take Xiao Yu to the Zhaxing Building, and give him the best wing."

Song Zhao didn't object at all, she had thought about it carefully, and it was very likely that she would not be able to assassinate Si Yu.

If Si Yu is destined to grow up in these two years, he will become a world-destroying devil.

Grandmother and family members treat him better, maybe in the future he will show affection, and the Song family will also escape disaster.

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Song Ting couldn't wait to return to the room with his daughter-in-law in his arms.

Before it was dark, he began to take off his clothes and belts, impatient to collapse, "Yunniang, we haven't had sex for a year, and you haven't been moisturized for 365 days. Today, I will let my husband take good care of you."

General Song of Forty-One Flowers was fierce and fierce. He used to be able to fight for 300 rounds every night. After eating vegetarian food for a year, his eyes turned green.

He believes that the same is true for his daughter-in-law, who is ready for the next day.

boom.

Song Ting was kicked to the ground by his daughter-in-law.

He fell on his back and got up in a daze, "Yunniang, why are you kicking me again? Don't you want to be your husband?"

Yun Shi tidied up his clothes indifferently, and said with a smirk, "Why, do you think I have wronged you, you have been wronged greatly, so I have to serve you with tea and water?"

"Old husband and wife, why are you being so polite?" Old Song Zhi blushed, thinking that Yun was trying to make it up to him, and was very happy, "You are so delicate, how can I be willing to have you serve me tea and water? Just take a shower..." Then I took the opportunity to get a bathtub... Hehehe.

"You're beautiful." Yun saw through his thoughts at a glance, and pulled out a rattan stick from under the pillow to greet Song Jin, "If you weren't greedy for drinking, could you be drugged? You don't have a brain, so you just took over for nothing. Xia, you have to blame yourself, but you are ashamed to ask me to make it up to you, Pangu Kaitian is not as big as your face."

Song Ting was taken aback with a dazed expression.

Noticing that the daughter-in-law was still angry, she immediately coaxed, "Mother Yun, calm down, I made a mistake for my husband, I will never drink again for my husband, just kneel on the washboard for my husband."

He wisely took out the scrubbed washboard from under the bed, and knelt on it with a plop.

Yun Shi was determined to take the opportunity to teach her husband a lesson, so as not to be confused again next time, and hummed, "From now on, I will kneel for half an hour every day for a year before entering my room."

Song Ting was dumbfounded.

With his physique, kneeling every day is not a problem, but the problem is, does it take him a year for his wife to collapse?

The fuck is wearing a cuckold for no reason, so why does he have to keep his filial piety?

"daughter in law……"

"Why? If you think one year is not enough, then two years."

Two years... this is not filial piety, it's national mourning!

Song Ti's body shook, and he said bluntly, "I kneel, can't I kneel!"