Reborn Concubine, Be Respectful First

"Madam, thanks to you, our Qing'er can marry into such a good family. I am here to take care of our sister. With more help from you, my sister will definitely be happy in the afterlife. Qing'er can grow up smoothly and get married. Her uncle and I have nothing else to ask for. Thank you so much!" Fang brought Song Hejing to Yuan and bowed.

Yuan didn't expect the other party to suddenly salute her. She was about to open her mouth to speak, but she swallowed it back in an instant.

Yuan Jingzhen, who was standing behind Yuan, was a little anxious and wanted to go forward to help her future mother-in-law up.

He was stopped by his own sister.

Yuan looked at the other person with a slightly warning look and asked the maid beside her to help the person up.

"What you said is not true, Madam Auntie. The Third Young Lady is Cheng Yi's biological sister. How can we not care about the Third Young Lady's affairs?" Yuan smiled gently, but her eyes were on the little girl behind Fang. She turned around a few times, pulled up the little sister beside her, and said, "The one behind Madam Auntie is Mr. Song's biological sister, no wonder Mr. Song is handsome, and this little sister is also very beautiful, with eyebrows and eyes like black. Madam Auntie is really blessed, with a beautiful daughter and a talented son. If he can get guidance from noble people in Beijing, he will definitely become a prime minister in the future."

Song Hejing felt embarrassed by the other party's praise, and lowered his head so that his expression could not be seen clearly.

Fang had been doing business in the capital for several years and had often dealt with all kinds of people. Although nobles seldom visited her small teahouse.

However, the maids, old women and servants in the nobles' houses would often go there to rest.

In addition, my niece gave me an idea that as long as I paid for a cup of tea, the pastries would be provided for free.

However, the tea fee will naturally not be low, but they have an extra monthly card, so with just fifteen days of tea fee, they can get a month free.

So, gradually, I had my own customer base in Beijing.

The maids, old women and servants were sometimes so busy that they were lucky to be able to go out for twenty days at most. They could eat whatever they wanted and did not have much money.

In their teahouse, they also provide customized tea cups to regular customers to distinguish them from the tea bowls that are most commonly used by other ordinary customers.

The specially made tea cups are made of porcelain bowls fired in the finest kilns and cost one or two taels of silver each.

The maids, old women and servants in the wealthy families are used to seeing good things and they all know what is good. Everyone has a competitive mentality.

What's more, if they order it for a year, the tea bowls will belong to them.

It can be said that the teahouse is full of tricks and its business is getting better and better.

Recently, we even invited a storyteller to come and sit in the hall regularly, and more and more people come to drink tea.

"Madam, what are you talking about? I'm just a woman and I don't know much. I can't even recognize the big words in front of me. As for the future of our children, they each have their own destiny. As long as they are safe, it's better than a few years ago when they had nothing to eat." Fang looked at Song Hejing who was standing beside her with loving eyes.

Song Hejing was trembling all over when he saw this. He thought to himself that he had not done anything wrong, so why did his mother look at him with such murderous eyes?

He swallowed and glanced at his mother. Just with this one glance, Song Hejing felt like he saw a ghost.

When did her own mother look at her with such kind eyes?

Quickly lower your head.

When Yuan saw the interaction between the mother and daughter, especially Song and Jing, her enthusiasm for marriage cooled even more.

Song Hejing's appearance was the same as Su Xinqing's, which made Yuan even more unhappy.

The whole family is not presentable, and she doesn't know why her sister insisted on marrying into the Song family. In her opinion, her sister is just giving away money to the other family.

"Aunt, you are right. The auspicious time is almost here. Jingzhen and I will go to Sixth Sister's yard to take a look. Let's have a good chat with Aunt, cousin, and Third Sister." After saying that, he took his sister beside him and walked out of Muxue Courtyard without looking back.

When there were only four people left in the room, Su Xinqing lifted her veil and went straight to the living room.

Seeing Su Xinqing's bold behavior, Fang still disapproved and put the veil on the bride's head again.

"Aunt?" If possible, Su Xinqing would take off the phoenix crown, let alone a veil.

After all, it was a family full of violence and calculation. In the Earl of Yong'an's Mansion, she was a loser, so she could tolerate it. But if she continued to be like this in the Marquis of Zhenbei's Mansion, she might even lose her life.

If the man had been more ruthless, she might have died unclearly and no one would have noticed.

The foundation of the Earl of Yong'an's Mansion is relatively shallow, but the Marquis of Zhenbei's Mansion is different.

"Okay, auntie knows that you are not interested in this, but you still have to follow the proper etiquette and rules." Fang's eyes became moist when she saw Su Xinqing, who had grown up.

Song Hejing, who had been standing next to them, was dressed up by Fang as a girl from a wealthy family today.

But deep down, the boy's character hasn't changed at all.

"Mom, why are you crying? Today is my cousin's good day. Aren't people outside saying that my cousin is marrying above her station? Aren't we supposed to be happy for my cousin?"

Hearing her daughter's nonsensical words, Fang slapped her in the face as usual.

"Mom, what are you doing? Didn't you say you wouldn't do anything today?"

"If you don't want me to do anything, then just shut up!" Fang couldn't help but rolled her eyes at her daughter.

"Aunt, don't be sad. He is just a bastard of the Marquis of Zhenbei. It won't be long before my stepmother can't stand my husband and me and kicks us out. By then, I will be the mistress of the house and I can live a comfortable life."

As for her and Ban Yue's plans, no word was mentioned.

"Well, let him be a bastard. I heard that your future son-in-law also holds an official position. You also have your own business. It will not be bad to live your life behind closed doors." Fang wiped the tears from her eyes with a handkerchief and continued, "Your uncle and cousins ​​are here. It is not convenient for them to come to the backyard. When you go out later, your cousin said that he will wait for you at the gate."

"Okay, thank you aunt and uncle, cousin, you can come and see me off today."

"Silly child, why are you crying? We are all family..."

After Yuan left Muxueyuan, no one else from the Su family came to see her except the second aunt and Su Xinyu.

Seeing this, Fang felt even sadder, but she was also glad that her niece grew up safely.

I am leaving today and never need to come back to this den of tigers and wolves again.

Just thinking about yet another marquis' mansion makes me feel so depressed that it's hard to put into words.

At three quarters past noon, Su Xinqing walked out of the courtyard surrounded by many people.

After bidding farewell to the old lady, Li and Su Chong, Su Xinqing finally met Song Hejin, whom she had not seen for many years, at the junction of the front and back courtyard doors.

Su Xinqing couldn't see clearly because of the veil, but where Su Chengyi and the Su brothers should have been standing, there were Song Hejin and Song Hehui standing instead.

"How's my cousin?" Su Xinqing greeted quietly through the veil.

Song Hejin, who was holding the other end of the red tie, heard the soft and tender voice in his memory again and his expression changed.

However, he quickly responded: "My cousin is fine."