"Madam, the old slave's surname is indeed Sun."
Grandma Sun had a flattering face and eyes full of flattery.
Li Zhen said: "That's right. It's not bad that your mother is still in the mansion to take care of her health. Now your son and daughter also have errands in the mansion, and they are doing well. They are full of loyalty."
"Madam's kindness is our blessing as servants."
In a few words, Li Zhen passed over Mrs. Song and took the situation into her own hands. Mrs. Song clutched the handkerchief and wanted to regain the game but didn't know how to start.
Seeing her action, Li Zhen smiled and said, "I forgot to tell you that Aunt Wu is still in good health, so you don't have to worry."
"I'd like to ask my sister-in-law for taking care of my aunt these years."
Mrs. Song continued with a dry smile, then fell silent again.
The Su family was also a family of poems and calligraphy, and Li Zhen was of a noble birth. As soon as she married into the Su family, she took over the family head of the family until now.
She has a thunderous temper, and she is very neat in doing things. Before she left the palace, the aunts and concubines in the mansion were often beaten by her. Even though Mrs. Song's status was no lower than hers, she still felt a sense of fear in her bones when she saw Li Zhen.
"How can I take good care of you? Meeting you today actually has something to do with Aunt Wu."
Li Zhen looked at Granny Sun and said, "Go and find all the people who were married from Su Mansion. I have something to tell you."
Mrs. Song suddenly raised her head: "Sister-in-law, what do you mean?"
"Why don't you go quickly?"
Without even looking at Mrs. Song, Li Zhen raised her eyebrows and looked at Granny Sun with sharp eyes.
Grandma Sun's heart trembled and she didn't want to move, but after much hesitation, she obeyed Li Zhen's order and ran out, leaving Mrs. Song behind.
She had been living comfortably with Mrs. Song for so long that she even forgot that her mother-in-law, children and her own identity were still in the hands of the Su family.
At that time, the legitimate daughter of the Su family was seriously ill. In order to ensure the future of the two sons and daughters of the Su family and the Song Dynasty, she overcame all opinions and chose the seventh girl of the Su family, who was not outstanding in ability or color.
Now that the seven daughters of the Su family have been Mrs. Song for many years, they have long forgotten the methods of the legitimate daughter of the Su family.
Grandma Sun slapped her thigh, and then she thought that all the people who came with the dowry back then were all personally selected by the eldest daughter of the Su family.
She was really lost. After more than ten years, she had completely forgotten her real master and even plotted against Song Wanlai.
Grandma Sun had a cold sweat on her face and hurriedly found all the people who came from Su Mansion to dowry.
A group of people arrived in Song Wan's courtyard and were so scared that they didn't dare to breathe.
Seeing that everyone was being carried over, Mrs. Song looked at Song Wan with red eyes: "Wan'er, what did my mother do wrong to make you treat me like this?"
"I wanted to send you back to Chengyang Marquis Mansion earlier because I couldn't see the situation clearly, but to be honest, was I really at fault?"
"Or do you still resent the fact that I brought you to meet Young Master Yang a few days ago?"
Mrs. Song held the handkerchief tightly and stared at Song Wan: "You know that you cannot stay in the house alone, and it is my consent to help you figure out the marriage, not my own initiative."
"Do you really think you can stay in the mansion for the rest of your life? I just thought that while you are still young, it is better to make plans for the future earlier."
"You only have a short time to come back, and you still have some friendship at home. If it takes too long and all the friendship at home is gone, then why bother?"
"But for this trivial matter, do you still need to find Mrs. Su?"
The more Mrs. Song spoke, the angrier she became. She was so angry that she kept talking: "You have stirred up the Chengyang Marquis Mansion into a mess. Now that you have returned to the Song family, are you going to continue to stir up the mother clan? Do you really think this is a family scandal?" Do you want to shout so loudly that everyone in Shangjing will know about it?"
When Song Wan heard this, he simply said: "Mother has lost her composure."
Mrs. Song choked, her face turned red from the slight words, and she couldn't say another word.
Li Zhen laughed out loud when she saw this: "Why are you so excited, Seventh Sister? You made me jump with the ye, za, hu, hu, hu, hu, hu."
With her eyelids slightly closed, Li Zhen raised her hand, and a sharp-faced maid behind her handed over a nanmu box.
She put her hand on the nanmu box, looked at the people in front of her and said, "Aunt Wu is getting older, and you are all the old people around Miss Qi. It's time to fulfill your filial piety for her."
"From now on, you will come back to the Su Mansion with me. From now on, the responsibility of raising Aunt Wu will be handed over to you, so Mrs. Song can feel relieved."
Those women look at me and I look at you, they are all very reluctant.
They have been in the Song Mansion for more than ten years, and they are Madam Zhengtou's confidants. The jobs in their hands are honorable and lucrative.
What can I do when I return to Su Mansion at this time?
Is it possible that at such an age, one still has to work as a lowly servant to serve one's aunt?
None of them moved. Granny Sun gritted her teeth and walked to Li Zhen, not daring to look at Mrs. Song.
Her whole family depends on Li Zhen's eyes for a living, what else is there to say?
Mrs. Song's eyes were red and she looked at Song Wan: "Wan'er really wants to force his mother like this?"
"What are you talking about? Is it possible that you don't want to support Aunt Wu in her old age?"
Li Zhen sneered: "It has only been a few days since you forgot your identity. Aunt Wu knows that you have such unfilial thoughts, and I am afraid she will cry to death."
Mrs. Song gritted her teeth and did not dare to say anything else, for fear that Li Zhen would label her as disrespectful to her biological mother. Although Aunt Wu is not her legitimate mother, if she doesn't respect Aunt Wu and obey her now that her legitimate mother is gone, it will only harm the reputation of Song Yao and others.
In the past, she might have been able to quibble, but now Yao'er's future was different from the past, and she couldn't afford to delay it at all.
"No one else wants to, right?"
Li Zhen raised her eyebrows, and a dark-faced woman came up from behind.
Li Zhen said: "This is Manager Wang who is in charge of tenants in the house..."
Opening the nanmu box under her palm, she took out a stack of thin deeds: "If you don't want to come back to the house with me, you and your family can all go to Wang's Zhuangzi to dig soil for the house's farming."
All of these physical deeds are either the parents are in the Su Mansion, or the children are in the father-in-law.
She slowly called a few names, and following Li Zhen's voice, the women all stood beside her.
"Isn't it done? I'll give you half an hour to pack your belongings. The carriage is waiting at the gate of Song Mansion. If you are late, you can go to the village with Manager Wang."
As soon as he finished speaking, Li Zhen waved his hand and everyone cheered and retreated.
Mrs. Song was so angry that her teeth hurt.
She hated that she had clearly been wary of this group of people before.
But it’s easy to take precautions every year or two, so who can take precautions against the people around you every day? And she didn't have the ability to train so many confidants again, so as time passed, she would naturally use these dowries.
"Miss."
A woman wearing a double-breasted gown walked in outside the house. She held a stack of account books in her hands and saluted Song Wan respectfully: "What do you want to see me for, old slave?"
Song Wan pursed her lips and smiled slightly: "Mother is filial and has sent everyone around her back to the Su family to take care of Aunt Wu. You can find some more people to arrange for mother today."
Nanny Song, who was given the master's name, said: "I know this and will make arrangements immediately."
After saying that, she looked at Song Wan with a touch of love in her eyes: "It's been cold these days, so I asked the carpenter in the house to build a brand new smoke cage for the young lady, so that the young lady's hands and feet won't get cold from reading every day."
