"Awan?"
"Mother."
Song Wankan came to his senses and realized that he had returned to Song Mansion.
She was so immersed in shame and regret that she didn't even notice Mrs. Song sitting in front of her.
Mrs. Song smiled warmly and said, "Why do you look so distraught? But what's wrong with you?"
"Maybe it's a bit hot today and the sun makes the child a little dizzy."
Upon hearing this, Mrs. Song quickly asked the maid next to her to bring her ice cream. Song Wan took it, tasted it and put it in his hand.
"I should have gone to the Marquis Mansion to see you in the past few days, but I was busy organizing your dowry, so I delayed it. I didn't expect you to accompany Jian Guining today. I haven't seen him for a long time, and I want to talk to him for a while. If you really don't want to When you feel comfortable, go back to your room and rest. No one has touched anything in your room."
Song Wan smiled shyly: "How could it be so delicate? Mother, don't worry."
"That's good."
Mrs. Song was Song Wan's biological aunt. After Song Wan's biological mother passed away, his father married the concubine of the Su family. Firstly, to consolidate the in-law relationship between the two houses of Song and Su, and secondly, to take better care of her brother and her.
It's just that when Mrs. Song got married, Song Fuji had passed the age of raising a housewife, and she was also taken to her own yard by her aunt. Therefore, getting along with Mrs. Song in these years was neither salty nor cool, and it couldn't be said that she was very close.
There was no words for a while, and it took a while for Mrs. Song to finally say: "I'll ask the steward to get your dowry list so that you can see if there are any gaps."
After a while, the lady in charge of the Song Mansion came in holding a huanghuali wooden box. Mrs. Song opened it and handed it to Song Wan to look at.
Song Wan took a look and saw that there was nothing wrong with it. Not only did she put her mother's dowry in it, but the mansion also had several shops in excellent locations, two villages on the outskirts of Beijing, and 200 acres of fertile land.
In Shangjing, this dowry is also very eye-catching.
"My mother has been working hard these days."
"Everything is what I should do."
After the two of them finished speaking, they were speechless again. In the past, Song Wan would not have been so careless, but now her mind was in turmoil, and her thoughts were so numerous that she had no intention of exchanging pleasantries.
When the housekeeper's mother-in-law first came to look for Mrs. Song, she asked Song to take a rest in her own yard, and the two of them relaxed a lot.
When Song Wan walked out of the yard, she saw a man standing under the verandah, as if waiting for her.
The man had long eyebrows and cold and arrogant features. Standing there alone, there was a sense of pride. Song Wan looked at it for a moment and then recognized the man as her brother Song Fu.
Song Fu turned around and saw her looking at him blankly, and couldn't help but smile softly.
"Awan, come here."
The man waved, and Song Wan walked over a few steps faster.
"I've met my brother."
Seeing Song Fu, she suddenly couldn't help but feel aggrieved, and there was an unnoticeable choking in her tone.
Song Fu stared at her face carefully and said nothing for a long time.
In her memory, she was still a little girl who loved eating sweets. If he came home from school one day and didn't bring her some sweets, she would look at her with aggrieved eyes.
Somewhat similar to today, but not the same.
In the past, if she felt wronged, she would tell him immediately, but now she just lowers her head, afraid that she will see it.
Song Fu knitted his eyebrows and said, "I have returned home. You are different from the past in the Marquis Mansion. Remember to be gentle, treat others with kindness, respect your elders more, and don't argue with your sister-in-law and sister-in-law..."
After saying a few words, Song Wan's eyes turned red and Song Fu stopped hastily.
Song Wan's eyes turned red and he chuckled: "Brother, where did you get this from? She sounded like an elderly grandma in the back house."
Song Fu paused for a moment, a little embarrassed.
He was afraid that Song Wan would have no mother to give her advice and no one to teach her about the affairs of the back house, so he racked his brains to think of a few words of advice, but he didn't expect that she would react like this.
"Brother doesn't understand the affairs of the back house..."
"Wan'er knows it."
A sentence that brother didn't understand made Song Wan's eyes heat up and he almost burst into tears.
When Song Fu saw this, he knew that she was not going well in the Hou Mansion, but as an elder brother, he could not interfere in his brother-in-law's affairs.
After thinking for a long time, Song Fucai said: "There is a vacancy in the Ministry of Personnel. If nothing happens, my brother will join the Ministry of Personnel this year."
He had been appointed as the Chief Supervisor in the Imperial College last year. If he went by his father's words, he would be able to enter the Imperial Academy after remaining dormant for a few years. With his father protecting him, Zhongshu Province will be able to rise to prominence smoothly. It's just that in this case, he has been keeping a low profile and not showing off his talents in the past ten years.
Song Fu looked at Song Wan's reddish eyes and frowned slightly.
It was too slow to go to Zhongshu Province. He could wait for more than ten years, but Song Wan could not wait.
The Song family has two legitimate sons and three daughters. Although Song Wan is the eldest daughter, she is not her father's only daughter, and the marriage to the Yanghou Mansion in the same city is not secure. Now that the storm has not appeared, he can see the undercurrent under the calm.
If the three and five factions fight in the future, the Song Mansion may not do its best to protect her.
In a matter of seconds, Song Fu had prepared for several years to overthrow Song Lan'an.
"The Ministry of Personnel is the head of the six departments. Where did the vacancies come from? Could it be that Brother is trying to trick me into being a widow for six years and not knowing anything about the world?"
"And why would my father let my brother go to the Ministry of Civil Affairs?"
Song Wanru said softly: "Brother, don't think too much. Wan'er is very good in the Hou Mansion. The old lady and his wife treat Wan'er as if they were their own daughters. My husband... my husband is gentle and considerate. We are childhood sweethearts, and we don't know how deep our relationship is. "
"It's just that I haven't seen my brother for many years, so I miss him so much."
Her father didn't know how she arranged her brother's arrangements, but he would definitely not let him go to the Ministry of Civil Affairs. The Ministry of Civil Affairs does have real power, but why is it so easy to advance? He said this because he was afraid that when he saw her he thought she was not doing well, so he hurriedly went to the staff department to support her.
But how could she be so selfish?
"Brother, it's good to listen to my father's arrangements, don't..."
"Don't worry about men's affairs."
Song Fu tapped Song Wan's head with half-curved fingers. When he saw her covering her head, she smiled and took out a small wooden box from her arms.
"Brother gave you a dowry."
Song Wan opened it and found a box full of silver notes, including a thousand taels, a hundred taels, and even two fifty taels. The tip of her nose felt sore and she muttered: "The government only gives two taels of silver a month, so there are three thousand taels of silver here, right? How long did it take brother to save this box?"
Song Fu frowned: "Why are you asking these questions? My brother gave it to you, just take it."
"Brother must have saved it since childhood."
Song Fu glanced at her: "You are at someone else's house after all, so you can rest assured if you have some money in your hand."
Song Wan held the wooden box and pursed his lips tightly, for fear that tears would fall from his eyes accidentally.
Song Fu reached out and touched her head, sighing slightly: "Brother, I am a man. If you want money, you will find a place for it. You are not comparable to a housewife like you."
"Brother, I don't ask for anything else, I just hope you will be well..."
The two brothers and sisters were reminiscing about the past tenderly, when Jiang Xingjian coughed slightly from a distance, and Song Fu took his hand back upon seeing this.
