All Hail Cousin Brother

Mrs. Song said tiredly: "In the past few years, I have seen you become more silent and indifferent every day, I always think of you when you were a child, you were also a sloppy monkey, with a good head, and no one in the family could stop you from making a fuss. , like now, taciturn, no desire and no desire..."

How could such a noisy child be so easily quiet?

That's called the home-law whip, and it hurts the flesh all at once.

Kneeling at the ancestral hall hurts the bones.

It is also a sentence of harshness and a lesson.

It was the expectation that was pressed on his small shoulders word by word.

Everyone said that the Marquis of Zhenguo was well-educated and could bring up an outstanding junior like Ming Zhao, but sometimes, she often wondered, are they cultivating Ming Zhao, or are they destroying him?

Ming Zhao was estranged from everyone in the mansion, and even took precautions. Even if he was happy and graceful, he was bored in his heart and did not want to let anyone know.

He doesn't trust anyone, only himself. The more he wants and values ​​something, the less he dares to let anyone know about it, always afraid that he will become another cat that is "fallen to death".

He has never been fulfilled by anyone, and he has to figure out what he wants.

It was a fancy marriage, but a sudden change happened, which made Ming Zhao panic, so he asked her for it.

The man had gold under his knees, and he would rather kneel down to beg her grandmother than be like a real grandson, expressing his heart to her in an upright manner.

As Mrs. Song spoke, her eyes couldn't help but get wet.

Song Mingzhao just knelt stiffly on the ground, not knowing how to react.

Mrs. Song squeezed the veil, lightly pressed the corner of her eyes, took a deep breath and said, "I'll go to Yufu tomorrow, get up!"

Song Mingzhao respectfully kowtowed to Mrs. Song: "Thank you grandmother."

With a sturdy head, Mrs. Song's heart was dripping with blood, and grandparents and grandchildren also looked at others like this: "Ming Zhao, are you... blaming me?"

Song Mingzhao was stunned when he heard it, and slowly lowered his head: "Grandson, I don't dare."

No, no, maybe even Mingzhao himself didn't feel the difference.

Mrs. Song felt weak, and she beat her spirits: "You don't want to mess with yourself, everyone says that good things take a long time, and old man Yu is partial to being graceful, and you want her to be happy when it comes to the engagement. It's impossible, unless she's blinded, even if a Celestial Immortal is placed in front of her, she can still pick out three mistakes, and she has to look at each other carefully and think about it again."

Hearing this, Song Mingzhao did not feel comforted: "I have Lao grandmother to worry about me."

Thinking about something in her heart, Mrs. Song tossed and turned for a night without a good night's sleep. The next day her eyes were dark. After washing and combing, she put on some powder to cover it up, and the maid prepared the meal. The good rouge rice porridge was nothing to her. Appetite, after taking a few bites, he ordered someone to put on a carriage and go to Yu Mansion.

Mrs. Yu thought about the approval of the order, but it was also unpleasant, although the order was approved by Ling Huai who came forward and invited Master Huiji.

But monks do not lie.

She didn't care about Tian Tian Feng Ming, and if she wanted to cover up this matter, no one knew about it, but she felt flustered and uncomfortable once she saw that one of the main fire life criticism.

Madam Liu thought she was unwell, so she specially invited the imperial doctor to enter the house.

The imperial doctor only said that the old lady's liver qi was not smooth, so she prescribed a prescription for soothing the liver. The eldest lady also prepared incense and tea to soothe the liver and sent it to the old lady to eat.

Therefore, after learning that Mrs. Song was coming, Mrs. Yu couldn't lift her spirits.

Seeing that her eyes were dark and listless, Mrs. Song was stunned for a moment: "You old man, what's the matter? When I saw you back, you were full of Sun Wanshi's energy, why did you have a bitter face? "

Mrs. Yu sighed: "Don't worry about children or granddaughters, those are the faults of the past life, the debts of this life, there is always a heart to worry about!"

Song Laofu understood as soon as he heard it, this endless heart is still related to the marriage, it seems that there is something hidden in it.

She thought about it for a while, and then said: "In this capital, which sister is not as slender as yours, this is not good, why should you worry about eating and sleeping?"

Mrs. Yu rolled her eyes at her: "Don't put garlic in front of me, as if I don't know why you came."

Mentioning this matter, Mrs. Song was also mentally broken: "Ming Zhao likes your slender family, and if you want to come here for the past two years, you are also well aware of it, don't you know, he is full of energy, thinking about it. If you want to be a blockbuster in this year's Spring Festival, and have the confidence, let me come to your house to ask for relatives."

Madam Yu lowered her eyes, the corners of her mouth slumped slightly, and she stopped talking.

On the day of the Buddha's Day, Song Mingzhao was also considered to be deliberate and exhausted. Although it was unpleasant, it was understandable. However, Song Mingzhao was so thoughtful that he lost his uprightness and magnanimity in front of the elders, which made her a little annoyed. .

Mrs. Song changed the topic: "A fraud in a scientific examination almost defeated him, don't you know, Mingzhao capsized in the gutter, and he used a lot of methods and punishments in prison, and almost took his life. I went in, and after I was released from prison, I asked Shi Yu for treatment, and later Master Huitong gave a prescription for recuperation, which is better..."

But Rao is so, or the root of the disease.

Yu-Yi Shi only said that if you take care of it while you are young, you will be able to take care of it well.

I just heard Song Mingzhao mention it lightly before, but I didn't know the danger, and Mrs. Yu couldn't bear it anymore.

Thinking of the crime and suffering this child had suffered in prison, no matter how much he was annoyed, it was almost over.

You can probably understand Song Mingzhao's thoughts.

He was also full of self-confidence, but the sudden fraud disrupted his plan. He was worried that the marriage would change, so he took the "life-saving grace" and "the three princes" to attack.

Of course!

She also understands that Song Laohuo is a shrewd person, and he said this with a heart, which makes people feel soft.

Mrs. Song sighed slightly: "You're right, it doesn't matter if it's children, granddaughters, or grandsons, it's all the sins of the past life, the debts of this life, and suddenly Yaoyao will not hold the birthday banquet. Ming Zhao is also panicked. No, I begged to come to you." Speaking of which, she changed her words and said, "I came here today, and I also want to ask you, what do you think about the graceful marriage?"

Mrs. Yu was unhappy: "Ming Zhao, this child is the best in terms of looks and talent. The Song Yu family is a family friend, and your Zhenguohou Mansion is also a noble family that has been passed down for hundreds of years. Feng Zi doesn't need to say, you old guy, you love being slim when you are a child, and your eldest daughter-in-law also likes being slim, there is no other family that reassures me more than yours."

Having said this, she was also helpless, took her purse and handed it to Mrs. Song: "You better see for yourself, lest you think I am fooling you with my words."