She wouldn't believe this little idea even if he said it wasn't hers.
Moreover, her husband said that only people with blood relations can hear Song Li's voice. If Song Li is not her biological child, how could she hear it?
The two hugged each other for a long time, until Yang Yuyao took out an jade bracelet and put it on Song Li's hand, and Zhao Di finally broke through.
"Mother...wuwuwu..."
When Yang Yuyao heard the sound, she looked up and saw a little girl in front of her looking at her with tears streaming down her face.
This girl looked so much like her that she immediately recognized her as the girl her husband and sister had written about in their letters.
"You...you are..." Yang Yuyao seemed confused, looking at Song Li and then at Zhao Di.
Zhao Di slowly walked up to Yang Yuyao, staring deeply at her with a pair of tearful eyes, "Mother, I am your daughter!"
Song Yannian coughed lightly at this time and stood up to explain, "Madam, she is indeed our daughter. The one just now was the maid Hai Lan picked up. You hugged the wrong person."
Yang Yuyao was stunned for a moment, then stepped forward and pinched Song Yannian's ears, "Why didn't you tell me earlier? You just stood there and watched my joke, right?"
"Oh, oh, oh, Madam, please calm down! I'm seeing you crying so sadly that I can't bear to disturb you. Anyway, anyone crying in my arms is crying. As long as you're done crying, why bother with these details?"
"What nonsense are you talking about! I hugged the wrong girl, what's the details? I think you deserve a beating!"
The couple fought from the gate to the backyard, and Zhaodi could only watch timidly. When she first arrived at the Song family, she didn't get a hug or hear a word of comfort, which always made her feel uneasy.
Yang Yuyao's filter in her mind was shattered all over the floor.
It’s really ridiculous!
Without asking, I hugged other girls and cried.
After discovering the truth, shouldn't we remedy it immediately, give her a good hug and apologize?
She was better off chasing Song Yannian and leaving her alone.
What about the rules of a wealthy family?
She has been learning the rules for half a month, so let her see this?
At this moment, she had doubts about her efforts.
In the unfamiliar Song Mansion, the Song family couple had disappeared. Song Hailan and Song Li were walking in front one after another. Song Haiming was explaining things to the housekeeper. She was the newly found legitimate daughter of the Song Mansion, and she was supposed to be charming. Chong, now alone.
Panic.
Besides panic, I still panic.
She couldn't help running to Song Haiming and grabbing his sleeves. This man she originally hated had become her only life-saving straw.
Song Haiming looked at her on the verge of tears and didn't understand anything.
He pinched the handkerchief with his orchid fingers and wiped away her tears.
"What's wrong? Why is our Zhaodi crying with excitement?"
Zhaodi: "..."
Dead speechless.
Which of your eyes can see that I'm excited?
If you can’t speak, don’t speak!
As if she had missed a step, Zhaodi's heart sank again.
Sure enough, we still shouldn't have hope for this Eryizi.
But she really doesn't want to be alone. This will make her very unpopular. The servants will also look at others' orders. In the future, even if she holds the status of the legitimate daughter of the Song family, she will have a hard time.
She endured the irritation in her heart and followed the trend, "Yes, cousin, my mother looks very similar to me. I recognized her at a glance, and my heart seemed to be filled. I am very happy!"
She aims to show that she is kind-hearted, open-minded, and most importantly, looks like her!
The butler next to him raised his eyebrows slightly.
cousin?
How dare she call the eldest young master such a name?
Isn't this obviously treating the eldest young master as an outsider?
Even the second young master's new maid knows how to call someone, but the second young lady doesn't.
He just wanted to give a reminder.
Song Haiming raised his hand to stop him.
"Cousin, don't worry, mother ran away first. In fact, she went to prepare a gift for you."
"Just now she gave Song Li a gift she had prepared in advance, but it was gone when you came here. How could mother be willing to see you empty-handed? That's how she is. She has a temperament similar to Hai Lan's. She doesn't say many things, but she actually feels like it in her heart. Thinking of you."
The housekeeper heard him call Zhaodi "cousin" and understood this time.
It seems that the eldest young master does not regard this girl as his biological sister. Combined with the attitudes of the master and the second young master...
There must be an unspeakable reason for this, so he shouldn't meddle in his own business.
He quietly withdrew, leaving Zhaodi standing there unable to speak.
She really wanted to say that she could just get the bracelet given to Song Li back, so why bother? That bracelet is green, translucent, and verdant. It looks like a piece of quality that a lot of money can't buy. Could it be that it was really given to that cheap maid Song Li?
And as for gifts, when can’t they be given? From now on, all the things in the Song family will be left to her to choose? What's the point of fixing these formalisms now?
Really speechless!
The ancients were so old-fashioned and ignorant.
"Mom is interested." She said softly and perfunctorily.
Song Haiming chuckled lightly and did not continue the topic. He introduced her to each courtyard along the way, "That's my father's study, that's my courtyard, and behind it is Hai Lan's courtyard..."
The two of them walked and talked for a quarter of an hour before arriving at the greenhouse in the backyard.
Zhaodi couldn't help but sigh, the Song family is so big!
Nuange is the place where Yang Yuyao receives female guests on a daily basis.
Hot spring water is introduced underground, and it feels like spring all year round. It is surrounded by exotic flowers and plants. In this cold spring season, it is rare to see these delicate flowers.
This wealthy family is really arrogant, extravagant and lustful, Zhao Di couldn't help but think about it.
Walking along the flower path, she saw a hall for entertaining guests. The table was already filled with all kinds of delicacies, many of which she, a modern person, had never seen before.
"Zhao Di! Come quickly!"
Yang Yuyao waved to her.
She hurried over and said, "Mother!"
Tears have come to my eyes, ready to fall, and I feel pity for them.
Yang Yuyao was mentally prepared and could finally hold her in her arms.
"Good boy, I've wronged you! It's because my mother failed to protect you and caused you to suffer so much..."
Zhaodi finally heard a thoughtful word from her mouth, and her heart gradually let go.
"My mother didn't throw me away on purpose. Everything was just fate. Being able to return to my mother and father again means that my life is still good, and I have no regrets about recruiting Di."
Yang Yuyao pulled Zhaodi to sit down and handed her a jewelry box, "I don't know what you like, but my mother usually saves these for you because she looks good."
Zhaodi's face looked much better. As Song Haiming said, Yang Yuyao went to prepare a gift for her.
"Thank you, mother!"
The two held hands and talked a lot about each other, and the three men from the Song family also changed their clothes and came over one after another. Song Li followed Song Hailan to serve him, which made Zhao Di secretly happy.
So what if he is a real daughter, why don't you still have to serve her?
After Song Yannian moved his chopsticks, Zhao Di looked left and right, and asked carefully: "Why don't you see sister?"
On the way here, Song Haiming had already introduced her to the members of the Song family. She also has a sister named Song Yihuan, who is thirteen years old this year.
Zhaodi didn't mind this. She heard that this sister already had a fiancé and was getting married next year, so it didn't bother her.
Yang Yuyao patted her hand, "Something happened in the military camp, and she went to deal with it. If she comes back early tonight, she might be able to see you in time."
"Military camp?" Zhao Di was so surprised that her tone was a little shrill.
Military camps, military power, imperial power...
For a moment, she was thinking a lot uncontrollably, and her heart beat a few beats faster.
"Your sister is different from you. You are as gentle as water, cute and considerate. You are really the good daughter in my mother's heart."
"That's your sister! She spends her days dancing with knives and guns without any formality," Yang Yuyao waved her hand in disgust, "It's a good thing we were promised a baby when we were born, otherwise I wouldn't have thought of getting married in this life!"
Zhao Di was about to say that she wanted to learn martial arts from her sister, but was blocked by Yang Yuyao's words.
Forget it today, let’s plan slowly in the future.
"Sisters are not inferior to men, they must have the courage to marry!" Song Hailan, unlike Yang Yuyao, said this with a proud tone.
Zhaodi rolled her eyes and didn't even bother to roll her eyes.
Song Hailan obviously likes women with bold postures, but he strictly requires her to be a lady. It's really drunk.
[Speaking of my sister, it’s a pity that despite being a woman, she ended up becoming a victim of political struggle. My sister didn’t get to fight on the battlefield or marry her brother-in-law. Instead, she entered the palace as a concubine and died during childbirth. The fragrance disappears and the jade dies. 】
