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Forty-Eight: Sincerity

  On the second day, early in the morning, the middle gate of the Bo Mansion was wide open to welcome guests, and the firecrackers sounded from start to finish without stopping.

  Song Chuyi had just finished dressing when Qingtao brought in a bowl of soup to serve her, and then smiled and said: "Third Master and Third Mistress have returned, they've lit the candles and set off firecrackers at the ancestral hall and are now heading towards Old Lady's courtyard. You'd better hurry up!"

  Qing Tao, since she decided to follow Song Chuyi, has become more open and unrestrained in her actions. As a born-and-bred member of the Fu family, she is extremely familiar with the intricate relationships within the household. She is also clever and capable, and surprisingly, even more adept at gathering information than Huang Yao was before.

  Xu's mother also chimed in from the side: "That's right, hurry up! Today is a busy day, you can't slack off hiding in the house."

  They arrived at the old lady's residence and indeed heard Yulan giggling as she replied to the old lady, "Old lady! Third Aunt has arrived!"

  As soon as the words fell, Song Chuwan had already stepped in with small steps. She first greeted the old lady and then turned her head to look at Song Chuyi with a smile: "I heard earlier that the old lady had taken this little girl under her wing, it seems that this eccentric temper has improved somewhat?"

  Song Chuwan was a concubine's daughter, and although the madam couldn't treat her the same as her two elder sisters, she wasn't any worse off either. As a result, her personality ended up being much stronger than that of Second Miss, who had been overly spoiled and thus became weak-willed.

  She married Chen Liangqing, a seventh-rank Hanlin compiler, although the official position was not high, but he was a proper jinshi (a successful candidate in the imperial examination) and his future prospects were bright. Moreover, because she had married into a noble family, Song Chuyan's back was straight in her husband's household, Chen Liangqing was also a good person, and he consulted with her on everything, so she looked very well, Old Lady praised her as "flower red snow white", a symbol of wealth and nobility.

  The old lady pretended to be dissatisfied and said to her: "I knew you'd catch the little one making fun of me! You've become more and more willful after getting married."

  Song Chu Wan knew the old lady's temper, not afraid at all, turned around and pulled Song Chu Yi to put on a golden inlaid amber butterfly hairpin for her, smiling and saying: "Our family's little girls are getting more and more beautiful. In those years, they still followed me to ask for candy, but now they understand the rules, know how to be shy, and don't get close to their third aunt... it really makes people feel melancholy."

  Everyone in the house was amused by her.

  The old lady smiled and took a white jade Guanyin statue from Huang's hand, handing it to her: "In the future, you can give birth to a small one yourself! Your sisters are not here just to accompany you, they won't let others grow up, will they?!"

  That white jade Guanyin statue is flawless, it's obviously a good thing. When I saw the words "Lingyin Temple" carved on the base, Song Chuyan couldn't help but feel a warmth in her eyes... Hangzhou Lingyin Temple has always been famous for its spiritual aura, and people say that all prayers are answered. As a result, many devout believers come to worship here, especially those seeking to have children.

  Old Lady Song had always been this good to these illegitimate granddaughters of hers, she busied herself to calm down for a while before continuing to chat and laugh.

  Just then, someone suddenly came to report that a visitor had arrived from the Pingyang Marquis's residence.

  Mrs. Song's face immediately fell, and she asked in a low voice: "Who is it?"

  Zilan went out and asked, then came back with her head down to tell the old lady: "It's the Eldest Lady of Pingyang Hou Mansion, our Second Aunt, and their Fourth Miss."

  There was also Xiao Si Niang, Song Chuyi was somewhat curious whether the Pingyang Hou Fu came to apologize or if the old god was still feeling complacent, bringing people to show off his power.

  Song Chu Wan was somewhat perplexed, not having heard Song Chu Xuan's name and thinking something had happened, just about to ask when she saw Zi Lan quietly shaking her head at her, so she held back her doubts and remained silent.

  The madam quickly brought in the Pingyang Hou's wife and Xiao Si Niang, her face smiled, but her eyes were devoid of joy, slightly coldly sat under the old lady.

  The lady of Pingyang seemed to be completely unaware of the sudden chill in the air, smiling as she greeted the old lady: "Great Ancestor, are you well? Your body is still so robust."

  Mrs. Song glanced at Xiao Si Niang with a smile, her heart coldly sneering, but her face didn't show it, and she replied with a warm smile: "It looks good on the surface, but in reality, it's useless. Your family looks like they're in good spirits, I suppose that means you're living a comfortable life and your mind is at ease."

  The smile on the face of the Marquis Pingyang's wife paused, and after a few dry laughs, she asked, "I wonder if Erniang is doing well now? It's all because of our family's young master's fault, they had a falling out and started fighting. Isn't he being unreasonable? I've already scolded him severely, his father was so angry that he almost died from rage, and beat him up..."

  The old lady coughed and interrupted the words of Pingyang Hou's wife, staring at her with a somewhat disapproving look: "Our family still has several young girls, I think the mother is anxious and hasn't thought it through."

  It's really not good to mention such things in front of unmarried girls, and the smile on Lady Pingyang's face became more restrained: "Look, I was too worried about Erniang and forgot this point..."

  Mrs. Song said it didn't matter and turned to ask the madam: "Has the heater been placed in the outer room?"

  The madam hurriedly stood up and said everything was fine.

  Old Lady Song smiled and nodded: "In that case, Fourth Miss is also idle with nothing to do, why not go with our family's maid to admire the flowers. There are heaters in the pavilion, it won't be cold."

  The lady of Pingyang Hou finally thought that it was not only the young ladies of the Song family who were not suitable to listen, her face somewhat embarrassed, hastily agreeing.

  Xiao Si Niang vaguely heard that Old Lady Song was hinting that her family's education was not good, and she wanted to get angry, but considering her father's repeated reminders, she reluctantly followed Song Chuming and a few others out the door.

  The Song family, although they had a very good family education, did not restrain the nature of their daughters. Therefore, except for Song Chuyuan and Song Chubin, all the other girls in the Song family had their own personalities.

  As soon as Song Chuyi walked out the door, the smile on her face disappeared and she wore a gloomy expression, as if she was about to get angry at any moment.

  Song Chubin, who was usually talkative, was now following behind Song Chumi silently, without saying a word.

  A row of three or four girls, and yet none of them exchanged a few words with Xiao Si.

  Xiao Si Niang felt extremely humiliated, and after enduring it for a while, she finally couldn't hold back. In the sedan chair, she smiled sarcastically at the Song sisters: "The rules of your manor are quite different from before, I suppose it's because you've been demoted in rank, so the rules have also been downgraded?"

  The Song sisters were furious.

  Song Chuyi's temper had always been straightforward, but upon hearing this, she suddenly became angry and laughed sarcastically: "I don't dare, I've just heard that the rules of the Pingyang Hou Mansion are not ordinary. The young ladies from noble families are even more terrifying than the wives of commoners... if they disagree with someone, they might even resort to violence! We naturally wouldn't dare be rude in front of you!"