Everyone communicated with each other cryptically, and everyone saw the confusion in each other's eyes.
After the meal, Song Yannian winked at everyone, and everyone understood.
Song Hailan coughed lightly and said, "Song Li, you were beaten a lot today. Go to Lao Zhuang to get some ointment for promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis!"
Song Li happened to miss Ah Huang, so he responded, got up and left.
When they walked away, the five people who were as still as stone sculptures suddenly came to life.
"I understand all the above. If we treat Zhao Di as the real daughter, the plot will basically be what Song Li said."
"We won't let her study with her at all. Zhao Di has just come back, and her vision and methods are far worse than the noble girls raised by other families. Should we let her be laughed at and looked down upon? Just forget it if she makes a joke. , If I offend someone, wouldn't my father also be implicated?" Song Yihuan couldn't hide her sarcasm in her tone.
Song Haiming chuckled, "But seeing how strong her head is and her butt is, I have to go."
"This person is different from other people. There are always people squeezing their way into the cage in all directions. If she wants to go, let's let her go." Yang Yuyao looked coldly, "It doesn't matter if she goes in, we can't talk. convenient."
But there was something deeper in her heart that she couldn't express, because she still didn't know what Song Yihuan's attitude was towards the third prince.
But no matter what her attitude was, she would never allow others to harm her precious daughter, not even the third prince.
"But what is the butterfly that Song Li is talking about later? Still hungry and thirsty, feeling like a flower thief? It's not what I thought, is it?"
"Although our family's bottom line is low, I don't want my sister to be like this at a young age."
Song Yihuan asked everyone's questions.
The three men of the Song family looked at each other in confusion.
"I have been with her the longest, but I have never found anything related to butterflies." Song Hailan thought about it carefully, but still had no clue, "Maybe it was a flower picker she met when she was a beggar."
Others thought that might be the case.
Their expressions became solemn.
"I'll check this butterfly first. Before I find out, let's wait and see what happens and don't take action rashly." Song Yannian said cautiously.
"yes!"
"This Zhaodi is so shameless. If other people's things are so fragrant, he will even take other people's names. Dad, I don't care. Zhaodi can change her name to whatever she wants. Anyway, she can't be called Song Churan."
Song Yihuan was sincerely fighting for the injustice of that classmate Zhao Di. Being a sister and classmate with Zhao Di was such a bad luck for eight lifetimes!
Song Yannian's face remained calm, this didn't even matter, "You decide what her name is."
Song Yihuan's lips curved into a smile, "My name is Song Jiaorou, which means pretentious. Look at her virtuous behavior all day long. This name suits her perfectly!"
"How about calling her Song Jiaqian, which means fake thousand, fake daughter." Song Haiming suggested.
Song Hailan pinched her chin, "If you ask me to call you Song Xuwei, that would be hypocritical."
"Hey, you all have great literary talents and have the qualifications to be the top scholar. Why do you always say that you are not the material? How about we invite Mrs. Liu back!" Song Yihuan was dissatisfied that they were competing with her for naming rights, and she couldn't help but get angry. .
"Draw lots! Whoever is drawn gets it!" Song Haiming, as the elder brother, has the right to make rules.
"Song, Song, Song...Song Mei! 'Plum' is not connected, which means there is nothing." Yang Yuyao racked her brains and came up with one.
"Hahaha..." Everyone couldn't help laughing.
The scene was joyful and joyful.
There are no grandchildren in the Song Dynasty, but a few people have given priority to the naming addiction.
Even Song Yannian, who has a cold face, silently thought of a few good names in his heart...
"Who are you? Why are you standing here?"
Song Li's voice suddenly sounded outside the door, surprising everyone.
"You little maid, don't be rude!"
"This is Aunt Lin."
"Hurry up and salute!"
The cheerful atmosphere fell silent.
Yang Yuyao snorted coldly and walked out, "What kind of bitch dares to ask my daughter to salute?"
The two sons and one daughter avoided Song Yannian's sight and immediately gathered behind Yang Yuyao.
They all support my mother in this matter!
Cold sweat broke out on Song Yannian's forehead, and he hurriedly stepped forward to explain, but could not utter a word.
After all, he was the one who did the mess.
"lady……"
Yang Yuyao shook off his hand, opened the door coldly, and stood on the platform.
[Is this Aunt Lin? 】
Yang Yuyao blinked and swallowed the sharp words as soon as they reached her lips.
[The one who brought the five-year-old child back to the Song Mansion to find his father? 】
[It’s really unfair for my dad to be the pick-up guy! 】
[This child was born to her and Vice General Zhou Luchuan. Her father never touched her! 】
Song Yannian: "!!"
[Poor dad was stabbed in the back by his most trusted henchman and still had to help support his wife and children. 】
[Zhou Luchuan was grateful for his father's hard work, and in order to help his father share the burden, he took over his father's position as the Northwest General. 】
Song Yannian: Thank you!
[Of course, this is all for later. 】
[The mother in front of me is already three months pregnant. Because of Aunt Lin's incident, she has been very angry. In a few days, she will be hit in the stomach by her five-year-old bad boy, causing a direct miscarriage and massive bleeding. Her life cannot be saved. 】
Song Yannian: "!!!"
The flowers of happiness were knocked down by ice and snow before they bloomed.
His chest suffocated, and he stepped forward to hold Yang Yuyao's hand tightly. Yang Yuyao also looked at her belly in disbelief.
There is already a three-month-old little life here?
[Because the plot has been messed up, I’m not sure whether this will happen sooner or not. For my mother’s safety, I’ll find an excuse to take a few days off and hang out in front of my mother every day. As long as that little bad guy dares to bump into me, I’ll guarantee his head. flowering! 】
Guilt, regret... Song Yannian's feelings of self-blame could not be increased.
Unexpectedly, he almost killed his wife and children because of his ignorance of people.
Now she wants her younger daughter to help her with the details.
[This little bastard will die if he dies. I don’t dare to make trouble with my mother. Even if he makes trouble, it doesn’t matter. Anyway, my mother is in a good mood now and only talks and laughs with him for the sake of her children. In fact, she has long since stopped talking to him. 】
"Cough cough cough..."
Song Yannian was troubled and coughed violently. After he calmed down a little, he looked at Mrs. Lin coldly, "Didn't I tell you not to go out of your yard and turn a deaf ear to my words?"
Mrs. Lin knelt on the ground with a plop, her eyes were red, but she resisted the tears from falling.
"General!" She said neither humble nor arrogantly, "Yan'er is already five years old. Even if the general doesn't like him, he is still your flesh and blood. I beg the general to send him to the Imperial Academy for the sake of his meager love."
[Tsk, tsk, tsk...]
[This determined gaze and pretending to be strong, why do they look familiar to me? 】
[Return to the old feelings, what kind of feelings? An instant romance? 】
[Isn’t this poking my mother’s heart? 】
[On the surface, he looks strong and unyielding, but in fact, he is just a low-grade green tea. 】
Song Hailan held back her laughter. It seemed like this was the first time she met Song Li.
He was really fascinated, and almost lost two of his three souls.
In comparison, Lin's acting skills are much worse. The red eye circles are a bit redundant, and she loses a bit of calmness and demeanor.
If he listens to his sister for a few more years, he can really go to the palace to fight!
"Forget about the Imperial College, Baihe Academy is famous far and wide, so Song Yan should go there." Song Yannian said casually.
Mrs. Lin bit her lower lip and said very unwillingly, "General, you obviously have the quota to recommend students to the Imperial Academy. Yan'er is your biological son. How can you be so indifferent to him?"
"General! I only ask you this one thing. As long as you promise me, I will be willing to eat fast and chant Buddha's name every day."
When she named her child "Yan", she thought that when the Song family arrived, it would be renamed Song Haiyan, He Qing Haiyan, according to the Song family's generation. The meaning was very good!
But Song Yannian didn't follow common sense and just asked him to call him Song Yan.
He didn't care if she was wronged, he just asked her to be honest. He didn't care if his son was sick and only asked her to see the government doctor.
Forget it.
Now he doesn't even care about his children's enlightenment.
This was intolerable to her.
Whether she was in the Song family or the Zhou family, Song Yan was her only support.
She must let Song Yan go to the Imperial Academy, become the best tutor, and get to know the most capable classmates.
In this way, it makes sense for her to come to the Song family.
