"Grandma, it was the granddaughter who slipped and dirtyed her dress. She went back to change her clothes, which wasted time and had nothing to do with her father and mother, brother and sister. When the granddaughter went to the point of time, please ask her grandmother to punish her granddaughter." Song Ruojuan was worried that Song Sui and others would be punished, but if the legitimate mother hated her, her life would not be easy, so she gritted the bullet and told the matter out.

"The snow on the road was cleaned up by the old man. He was wearing lambskin boots and was not slippery at all." Song Ruoying said in a loud and slight voice.

"The mothers are all working hard, there is no snow on the road. Even if they don't wear lambskin boots, they won't slip." Xiao Jiang said.

Old Mrs. Song narrowed her eyes and said, "Third brother, you have raised a filial daughter!"

"Grandmother, the granddaughter did not lie. The granddaughter really slipped and dirty her clothes to change it, which would waste time." Song Ruojuan kowtowed.

"Grandma, it's cold and wet in winter, and the quilt is so warm. Not to mention those who are weak, even us will want to sleep more for a while." Song Ruojie said in a coquettish voice.

Who is weaker in the three rooms?

It's obvious.

Song Ruoxi pursed her lips and didn't answer. Song Ruojie didn't name her, all pretending she was farting.

"Since that's the case, why does Jie'er come to pay her respects to her grandmother early every day? She doesn't sleep more often in the quilt." Old Mrs. Song asked with narrowed eyes.

"Dings in the morning and evening is a filial piety for juniors. Grandma loves Jie'er so much. Even if Jie'er wants to sleep, she will not miss her grandmother to pay her respects." Song Ruojie snuggled beside Old Mrs. Song and said with a giggle.

"The old lady is very blessed. She has a very filial and caring granddaughter. Her daughter-in-law is a lucky person. She has not given birth to a daughter, so she has no filial and caring daughter around her. Every day, she comes to the morning and evening to settle down." Ouyang stared at Song Ruojie, smiled coldly, and took over the conversation.

Relying on the old lady's favor, Song Ruojie never asked Ouyang for peace.

"What should I do if I go beyond my time? If I don't want to pay attention, what should I do?" Wen's voice was not too big, just for the people in the house to hear it.

"The old lady has the most opinions. Of course, we should listen to the old lady. How about the old lady, the daughter-in-law will follow the same thing." Ouyang smiled.

Old Mrs. Song was so angry that her flesh on her face was shaking violently. When she came back from the third room and the second room and the fourth room were not convinced.

A maid came in, saluted and said, "Old lady, the old man asked the third master to take the third master and the fifth master to the study."

Old Mrs. Song could only hold her breath, "Get up and go to the study, don't let you wait for a long time."

Song Sui looked at Ji Yun with concern and left with his two sons.

Ji Yun stood up with her three daughters. Song Ruojie saw clearly that the three sisters of Song Ruoxi were dressed clearly.

Song Ruoxi's red embroidered bamboo leaves, satin-shaped haired double-breasted croaker, light yellow pleated skirt, a cloud bun, a red gold ruby ​​comb, a phoenix head hanging beaded gold hairpin, and a red gold plate, a dragon necklace circle.

Song Ruochi wore a cotton robe with apricot yellow satin embroidered peony flowers with wind-haired round necklace, a pink butterfly pleated skirt with peach red embroidered butterfly pleated skirt, a close-in fragrant bun, a golden phoenix shaking step, a green butterfly hairpin, and a golden lock fell on his chest.

Song Ruojuan was wearing a bean-green satin embroidered wintersweet with a round-necked cotton jacket, a moon-white embroidered red plum silk skirt, a pair of red gold-inlaid pearl silk flower ornaments, and a golden lock on his chest.

The girls in the big family are just like regular hairpins, rings, skirts and jackets, but I didn’t expect that the three girls in the third room dressed differently, but they were so exquisite and gorgeous. The third aunt is much better than her legitimate mother.

The jealousy in Song Ruojie's eyes turned into anger, and she stared at Ouyang fiercely. She never thought that she had never respected this legitimate mother. Why should people treat her well? No matter how rude Song Ruohu was, she would never have any neglected every day.

Ji Yun walked to Ouyang's house as if nothing had happened, and nodded to the two sisters-in-law with a smile. Ouyang and Wen both replied with a smile. Song Ruoqing moved to the position, and Song Ruoxi's sisters three also sat down.

"Pa" Old Mrs. Song was so angry that she could not help but protect the illegitimate child. She grabbed the teacup on the tea table and smashed it on the ground. She had known that she would have to mess up the marriage. The old man who crawled the official of the Ji family had also climbed too fast. In just over a decade, he climbed to a first-rank official. The old man, a second-rank official, had not been promoted for ten years. He was transferred from the Ministry of Rites to the Ministry of Works, and from the Ministry of Works to the Ministry of Revenue.

"For the New Year, let's leave, it's a good omen, and it will definitely be released next year." Ji Yun said with a smile.

"The third brother and sister-in-law say this is pleasing. My daughter-in-law wishes the old lady that she will have her present every year and every year." Ouyang was so angry that she was too angry to death. Come on, come on.

Old Mrs. Song was so angry that her whole body was trembling. She pointed at her two wives and said sarcastically: "Okay, that's right. I really didn't expect that I have two wives with clever words."

"My daughter-in-law, thank you for your compliment." Ouyang and Ji Yun pretended not to hear what she meant, and stood up to thank her in a look.

When they were together, Ouyang saw the anger in Song Ruojie's eyes, his eyes were slightly dark, and a sneer flashed across his lips. This girl thought that everything would be fine after the marriage was decided, but she forgot that as long as she didn't greet her for a day, there would be variables.

"Second brother and sister, I see that you are so angry with the old lady, why don't you apologize to the old lady quickly?" Xiao Jiang said sternly.

"My sister-in-law said this very strange. When did my third brother and I become angry with the old lady? We are all talking good things." Ouyang said innocently.

Ji Yun Zhengyan said, "Sister-in-law, I accidentally broke something. If I don't say that, what should I say? The eldest sister-in-law teaches me, and I will learn it. From now on, I will follow what my eldest sister-in-law teaches me, so as not to make a joke."

Xiao Jiang said choking.

When adults speak, the younger generations don’t have much to say, and they sit with their eyes, nose, nose and heart.

"It's almost time to go back to the yard and prepare. I'll welcome the old man's romance in a while!" Wen said slowly.

"Yes, this is the Chinese New Year, there are so many things to be done!" Ouyang said this, thinking that the old lady was looking for trouble, thinking that everyone was like her, waiting to die.

At this time, Old Mrs. Song remembered that it was almost the New Year. She held back her anger and stared at her three daughters-in-law in front of her, and then came to deal with them after the New Year, and said, "It's okay, it's all gone!"

Just waiting for her words, except for Xiao Jiang, Song Ruojie and Song Ruoying, everyone else retreated.

Song Ruoxi breathed a sigh of relief, the atmosphere was too depressing. If you come this time every day, you will sooner or later become a ninja turtle.

Ouyang laughed jokingly and said, "But we seven girls are so suffocating, and we are breathing so much."

"There is a stench in the house, but it would be strange if Sister Qi is not suffocated. A bad concubine born to a concubine, relying on the old lady's pampering her, she wanted to compare with the legitimate daughter of aristocratic family, sow discord in front of the old lady, and wanted the old lady to punish Qi..." Before the third house came, Song Ruohan was squeezed out by Song Ruojie and Song Ruoying again, and she couldn't hold it in her resentment until now. She is the eldest daughter of the legitimate son. In this family, her identity should be the most noble, but now, she can't compare with the legitimate daughter of the illegitimate son, even the illegitimate daughter of the illegitimate son.

"Han'er, don't talk nonsense, don't shut up." Wen Shi scolded her daughter with apologies and guilt on her face. Just because she was not loved by her mother-in-law, her two daughters suffered a lot of grievances. She was obviously the legitimate daughter of the Song family's son, but she was not as favored as the concubine's son.

Song Ruohan pouted in grievance.

"Sister Ninth, have you eaten crabs?" Song Ruoxi asked.

Song Ruohan nodded in confusion, "I've eaten."

"How do crabs go?"

"Walking sideways."

Song Ruoxi looked at her with a smile.

Song Ruohan's eyes lit up and he said, "But look at the crab with cold eyes and see when it will run rampant."

"My ninth sister is so smart." Song Ruoxi praised.

A smile flashed in Wenshi's indifferent eyes, touching her stomach. Yes, she watched coldly to see what the old pious woman would end up in the end.

A strange color flashed in Song Ruoyan's eyes, walking at the end.

Not long after Song Ruoxi returned to the room, the maid sent a spring painting written by Mr. Song for her. The first couplet: Eight horses travel thousands of miles a day, and the second couplet: The seven strings are used to compose the spring of thousands of families. Horizontal bill: Spring returns to the earth.

"Please go to the gate of the yard."

"Girl, you have to post this painting in person, this is the rule in the mansion." Liu Siniang said.

Although Song Ruoxi was so lazy that he didn't want to move, the rules were set to be followed by people, "I will post the chairs myself, girl."

After posting the waving spring, Song Ruoxi returned to his room, warmed his hands, and asked with a smile: "Who said he wanted to waving spring in the morning?"

"I want it."

"I want it too."

"Don't worry, write one by one." Song Ruoxi thought for a while and wrote: Heshun has hundreds of blessings, and the word "peace is worth a thousand gold. Horizon" is a great deal. Congratulations to the New Year.

There are seven words in the first few pictures. When I write it at the back, Song Ruoxi is lazy and writes four-character couplets: "The plum blossoms convey good news, and snow indicates good harvest." "The plum blossoms smile at the snow, and the willow waves push spring." "The sky gate brings blessings, and welcoming spring." The horizontal banners are all: "Blessing".

"Press the word "Fu" upside down, which means good. When blessing comes, blessing comes, blessing comes." Song Ruoxi calmly excused her lazyness.

The maids laughed and praised: "It's better for girls to learn."

The next day, the 29th day of the twelfth lunar month, was safe and no one was in trouble, it seemed harmonious. It was sunset and sunrise on New Year's Eve. Song Ruoxi had been traveling through it for five years, but this year was the first year she had passed by. During the Chinese New Year, Song Ruohu, who was confined, was released, and Chunyan and Madam Yan stared at her without leaving any steps.

In the early morning, I took a bath and washed away all the bad luck of the year, welcomed the New Year cleanly, put on brand new sleeves, and followed Song Sui and Ji Yun to the ancestral hall to worship. Song Ruoxi saw Song Ruoman who was said to be recuperating in the room, but when she saw Song Ruoman who was rosy and healthy, she asked Song Ruoxi to believe that she was sick. Another person pretended to be sick, and as for the reason, it was not his own, and he didn't have to worry about it.

The Song family rules that a concubine's son can enter the ancestral hall, but a concubine's daughter cannot. Song Ruojie can't go even if she is favored by the old lady. She sat in the back hall of Kunhe Hall and several concubines such as Song Ruohu.

"No matter how beautiful the feathers are, they cannot become phoenixes." Song Ruoyan whispered.

"What did you say?" Song Ruojie turned her head and stared at her fiercely.

Song Ruoyan raised the teacup in her hand and said, "My sister is drinking tea and has never spoken. Did the second sister hear anything?"

Song Ruojie spat at her and said, "I dare not say it but dare not recognize it, coward."

Song Ruoyan smiled indifferently, got up and walked to the chair opposite to sit down.
Chapter completed!