Old Mrs. Dai's face turned red like an apple, and she hastily waved her hand: "It doesn't matter, as long as Sixth Sister likes it."

  She has always been so diligent and kind to everyone in the mansion. The madam had once worried about her temperament, and went to ask the old lady for advice: "Always being so easily shy, and doing things with a soft heart that brings tears, how can she be in charge of people in the future?"

  The old lady was worried at first, but ultimately felt that this was a good thing. Being softhearted is better than being too clever, so she comforted the madam: "Let's change slowly later, who can do everything from the start? Just because of her sincerity in treating you as her own mother and our people in the mansion as her own family, you should teach her well!"

  The lady-in-waiting got the old lady's words and didn't force Li Qingzi to change, and the young masters treated her with favor and respect. As a result, she had been married for nearly two or three years, but still blushed easily.

  The old lady looked at her with a blush and couldn't help but laugh: "I'm praising you, why are you shy?"

  Song Chuyi saw that Li Qingzi's face was getting redder, so she hurriedly smiled and said: "I like the clothes that my sister-in-law gave me, I'll wear them as New Year's clothes!"

  "Hey!" The madam lifted the curtain and came in, smiling at Song Chu-yi: "It seems that this set was given by your aunt, you're not going to wear it?"

  She had heard what Song Chuyi said outside, and now she came in and looked at Song Chuyi pretending to be annoyed: "Your elder sister's needlework is good, and her mind is also clever. It seems that you can't see your elder aunt."

  She said with a smile, taking a long wooden box from Jin Huan's hand and handing it to Song Chuyi: "Your aunt's craftsmanship is not as delicate as your sister-in-law's, don't be disdainful."

  The big madam who had been ignoring her in the past seemed to be exceptionally enthusiastic about her recently, it was unclear whether it was because she had stood up for the big madam and scolded the fifth madam in the garden last time or because of Old Lady Song's favoritism. However, she was happy to accept this treatment, and upon hearing the words, she smiled and held the box, her face flushing as she thanked the big madam.

  The madam glanced at Old Lady Song, who was smiling and chuckling, and waved her hand with a smile: "Don't thank me yet, take a look and see if you like it. If it's not suitable, I'll change it again."

  Mrs. Song picked up her clothes and took a look: the top was embroidered with peach red and green bamboo, and the skirt was yellow with eight pleats, the embroidery was exquisite, the style was delicate and festive, it was obvious that she had put her heart into it.

  "This is too expensive..." Song Chuyi felt a bit uneasy and glanced at Old Master Song and Old Madame Song, looking rather constrained.

  The smile on the second wife's face also gradually became unsustainable, she did not expect that the old lady and the big madam would prepare such heavy gifts, in comparison, the inkstone she gave seemed a bit embarrassing.

  What's most embarrassing is the third madam, she only brought a gold ring, probably not even worth one tael, and its style isn't good-looking either. The first madam and the eldest young mistress's generosity made her appear especially stingy in comparison.

  Just now she was scolded by the old lady, and the third madam felt uneasy, although no one said anything to her, but she felt that she had been treated with cold eyes and ridicule.

  Someone came out to report that the dinner was ready. Old Lady Song and Old Lady Song led everyone to Xiu Jin Tian Guang Hall for dinner.

  The two big red lanterns in front of the gate of Jinxiang Temple have already been lit, and it looks like they've added a few more festive touches. The inner courtyard has also been decorated early, and you can see that the moon on the willow branch is already up in the sky.

  The young master has already led several old gentlemen and many young masters waiting, seeing this busy coming up to pay respects.

  Song Jing took a few steps forward and pulled out a purse from his sleeve to hand it over to Song Chuyi, who was standing beside Old Lady Song: "Sixth sister, I heard you've moved into a new house. This is a housewarming gift for you. May you have peace and prosperity in the future."

  He had a faint smile on his face, with a sincere and genuine expression. The scar on his handsome face was even more eye-catching.

  Song Chuyi felt a bit uneasy in her heart and lowered her head, refusing to accept it: "Third Brother, how can I take your things?"

  The fifth lady swaggered around the mansion, and neither Old Lady nor Big Madam paid attention to her. Although they pitied Song Jing and his sister, they couldn't always intervene because of their conflicts with the fifth lady. The situation was not good for Song Jing and the others either, and with the fifth lady being so harsh, Song Chu Yi's heart ached.

  Song Jing's smile on his face gradually faded away, and he hung his head in a state of bewilderment.

  The Chengguo Gongfu was exterminated, and Wang Jin thought that he was a person without a maternal family. In contrast, Song Jing, Song Chubin, and Song Chuyu were also people without an external ancestral home.

  In addition, Wang Jinsi still looked down on the Bo Mansion, and they were even more estranged from them than strangers. They all had some inferiority complex in their hearts. Although the Bo Mansion's family style has always been good, the old master and mistress have never shortchanged them of anything, but after all, it is different.

  Song Chuyu keenly sensed Song Jun's loss and knew in her heart that Song Jun might have misunderstood her meaning, so she hastily raised her head and said: "Third Brother, don't think wildly, I just feel that you already gave me the ointment yesterday, now you're giving me things again..."

  Song Jing smiled and showed a mouthful of big white teeth, as if he had let out a sigh of relief, and stuffed the things in his hand into hers: "What's wrong with this? Brother giving sister something is a matter of course!"

  Song Chuyi's residence in the Ningde courtyard was set beside the main house in the Huai Xuan, Song old lady originally wanted to settle her in the Bi Sha kitchen, and wait until the east wing of the house is cleaned up before making further arrangements, but later thought better of it.

  When she returned, Xu's mother had already prepared hot water and helped her take off her icy shoes to soak her feet.

  Song Chuyi saw that Huang Yao didn't come out to greet her, so she asked Hongyu who was standing beside her: "Where is Huang Yao?"

  "She's crying in the room." Hongyu rarely had a temper, and scolded: "I don't know how she has the face to cry! Miss, if we keep her, it will be a future trouble. This troublemaker is bound to cause problems sooner or later."

  Huang Yao is far from being as cunning and deceitful as he was in his previous life. His actions are still superficial.

  Song Chuyi's mouth curled up in a smile, and she wiped her feet with a handkerchief. She turned to Hongyu and said, "You go call her over."

  The paving is almost done, it's time to collect the net.

  Huang Yao quickly stood in front of Song Chuyi, her face filled with fear and panic, crying as she knelt on the ground: "Today I really didn't do it on purpose, Miss, please forgive me!"

  She buried her head in the ground and cried so hard that she almost couldn't catch her breath, looking quite pitiful.

  Song Chuyi still had a warm smile on his face: "Spare you? Spare you what?"

  Huang Yao cried, "I'm so clumsy! I broke the inkstone that Second Mistress gave you in front of Old Mistress and all the other wives...!"

  Song Chuyi nodded and sighed, extending her hand to help her up: "I know it was an accident, but Old Lady thinks you can't even handle a small matter in front of so many people, and plans to send you to the outer courtyard as a rough maid."