How could there be an emperor who doesn’t live in the palace every day but in their Qingyu Village?

Song Hexiu sighed: "I didn't expect that such a big shot would come to our village."

"What character?"

Hearing the voice, everyone was stunned at the same time. They turned around and saw Ji Jingnan walking towards them with a swagger.

Ever since she knew that Ji Jingnan was a relative of their family, Song Chuman secretly told Song Hexiu his identity.

Song Hexiu also instructed the people in the house that if Ji Jingnan came to their house, there was no need to inform them, but to let him in directly to the front yard. Anyway, they would not do anything shameful.

Song Hexiu said solemnly: "Ji Lizheng, you are here."

Ji Jingnan coughed lightly. No matter what, Song Hexiu was actually his elder. Now that his identity had been revealed, he felt a little uncomfortable. "You're welcome. What kind of person were you talking about?"

Song Hexiu didn't want him to know that they were discussing the royal family, so he smiled and said, "Nothing, I don't know if Ji Lizheng has anything to say to you?"

Ji Jingnan looked behind him and saw those people putting the gifts in front of them.

Song Chuman ordered people to put all the gifts in the warehouse, and also ordered people to prepare return gifts for the Shen family.

Ji Jingnan ordered someone to open the box and said, "This is a gift from our family."

Song Chuman went forward to take a look. Most of them were medicinal herbs for nourishing the body. There was also no silk, satin, gold, silver and jade. They were much less than what the Shen family had brought just now.

Ji Lizheng asked: "What guest?"

Song Hexiu asked: "How can this be possible?"

Shen Hanrui raised her eyebrows and said, "It seems like you are here to congratulate again."

Song Hexiu and Shen Tangyu looked forward and looked at each other in surprise.

"So it's fruit." Song Hexiu said with a smile: "Okay, I'll give it to you. You can take it back for the old lady and your parents to taste."

It seems that poor people have similar tastes in what they like and what they don’t like.

After a while, Peng Cuiyu came over and said, "Brother Song, there are no more guests inside."

After a while, the seven cooking team brought the fruit basket and placed it in the main hall.

"Father, please take it."

The Ji family is back now, and it seems that the hard days of the Song family’s young branch are really over.

Even if you ask, you will know that I am not from the Ji family.

Song Chuman said: "Sister Hanrui, what valuable things are these? I went outside the city to buy some bad fruits. I thought they tasted bad, so I wanted to give them to them to have a taste."

Shen Hanrui said: "You will convey my worries."

Ji Lizheng had no choice but to compromise: "Please ask Ji Jingnan to thank the seven elders of the Ji family for you."

It's the trouble with the Dasheng family that might cause us trouble before.

Hearing that there was no return gift, Song Hexiu hurriedly said, "Aman, it's politeness, it's return gift."

Just as I was about to say thank you, there was a knock on our small door again.

Song Hexiu and Shen Tangyu looked at each other, and didn't say anything as they understood each other.

Ji Jingnan said, "It's nothing. This is a gift from my great-grandfather and great-grandmother. It's for Aman's mother and the children. Just accept it."

After saying that, I didn’t want to stay any longer and turned around and left.

Peng Cuiyu: "It was a couple with a big boy. We said that this big boy was his eldest son."

The appearance of those fruits is really uglier than anything we have seen in our lifetime. They are small in size and seem to have very little moisture.

We also know that Sheng Shuwan is the great-grandson of the Ji family. We have met that person later, but my surname is Ji.

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