Song Yirou died, and the only person who was sad was Mrs. Song Er. Mr. Song Er was heartless and never valued his daughter.
As long as he had wine to drink, he didn't even want a job in the government.
Madam Song was glad that the Song family was free of this scourge and could live in peace in the future.
Because Song Yirou died during childbirth, it was considered a violent death in Daqin and the funeral could not be held for long, so the funeral had to be held in three days.
Mrs. Song was not happy and threw herself on the coffin and cried loudly, "Rou'er, my Rou'er! You are so cruel, making me, a gray-haired person, send you, a black-haired person, off."
Her noise put the strong men who were carrying the coffin in a difficult position. According to custom, the coffin should be lifted up until it is buried, and it is best not to drop it to the ground during this period, as dropping it to the ground would cause unrest in the host family's home.
"Drag the second wife away from me." Madam Song said sternly.
If the old lady hadn't been alive, Madam Song would have wanted to split the family long ago. Song Yirou is such a bastard because of the indulgence of this sister-in-law.
Mrs. Song screamed, struggled, and refused to leave no matter what.
"Rou'er is gone. What exactly do you want to do by not letting her rest in peace?" Mrs. Song couldn't figure out the purpose of Mrs. Song's fuss and asked directly.
"My Rou'er, my Rou'er, you are gone just like that. Mother doesn't want to live anymore." Mrs. Song cried and shouted without saying anything.
If you don't want to live, just die!
You can hang yourself, jump into the river, or even die by touching the coffin.
Madam Song glared at Madam Song II fiercely. This sister-in-law was always talking nonsense like this.
Although she wanted to let Mrs. Song die, she couldn't say so. She had to patiently persuade her, "Sister-in-law, Rou'er is gone. Just let her go in peace."
"The weather is getting hotter, and this coffin can't be kept for long."
"Let Rou'er rest in peace sooner so that she can enter reincarnation sooner and be reborn into a good family."
"Sister-in-law, although Rou'er cannot be buried in the Song family's ancestral tomb, the place chosen by Master for her is also a good place for Feng Shui."
The Second Mrs. Song was still blocking the coffin and crying, and what the First Mrs. Song said seemed to fall on her ears.
"Sister-in-law, what do you want to allow Rou'er to be buried? Tell me," Mrs. Song asked with a frown.
Weddings have auspicious days and times, and funerals also have to choose auspicious times.
"Rou'er's grave is left alone. No one burns paper or incense for her during the Qingming Festival and the Zhongyuan Festival." Mrs. Song cried.
Madam Song asked coldly, "Sister-in-law, do you want to adopt a child for Rou'er?"
"I beg you, sister-in-law, to fulfill my motherly love." Mrs. Song II looked at Mrs. Song with tears in her eyes.
Madam Song stared at her, "Who do you want to adopt?"
"Zhe'er." Mrs. Song said.
"This won't work." Madam Song refused. Even though Song Zhe was only a concubine's grandson and was not favored by the first wife, it would be too pitiful for him to be adopted by Song Yirou and become an orphan without a father or a mother.
The most important thing is that Mrs. Song doesn't believe that Mrs. Song II will treat Song Zhe sincerely, and she is even more afraid that Mrs. Song II will raise Song Zhe to be the second Song Yirou.
Song Yirou is a girl, and the Song family can still deal with any trouble she causes. However, Song Zhe is a man, and if he becomes a disaster, the Song family will be afraid of a catastrophic disaster.
"Sister-in-law, I beg you, please have mercy on me and Rouer." Mrs. Song pleaded.
Madam Song was unmoved. "Come here, the Second Madam is too sad and confused. Help her back to the yard and let her have a good rest."
After saying that, she personally led people to drag Mrs. Song away, and Song Yirou's coffin was successfully carried out of the house.
Madam Song did not issue a ban on this farce in the Song family. An hour later, all the mansions in the city knew about it.
Everyone just thought that Mrs. Song was really whimsical. Jiang Changning commented on this: "If she could raise someone with a mental problem like Song Yirou, her brain couldn't be that normal."
At this time, Xiao Ming'er's voice came from outside the house, "Mother, Mother."
"Son, I'm in the study." Jiang Changning responded loudly.
"Thank you, Aunt Xiulan." Xiao Minger came in carrying a small straw basket, "Mother, look, crickets!"
"Where did this cricket come from?" Jiang Changning asked with a smile.
"I caught it in the corner." Xiao Ming said proudly.
"My son is so awesome." Jiang Changning looked at his dirty little hands, veins popping out on his forehead.
Xiao Ming puffed out his chest and said, "I'm very good. I caught it in no time. I'll give it to my sister."
As he said this, he was about to touch his mother's belly with his dirty little hands, which frightened Jiang Changning and quickly grabbed his hand, "Our Ming'er is such a good brother."
The maid brought in water, and Xiulan hurried over to pick up Xiao Ming'er, "Young Master, wash your hands, and then play with the little princess."
Because Xiao Minger insisted that Jiang Changning was pregnant with a little girl, everyone had to listen to him calling the baby in his belly "little princess".
Xiao Ming washed his hands, Xiulan helped him take off his shoes, carried him to the couch, let him sit next to Jiang Changning, and stuffed the small straw cage back into his hands.
"Son, do you know the scientific name of this cricket?"
"What's the scientific name?"
"Your nickname is Xiao Ming'er, and your full name is Helian Yuming. This scientific name is equivalent to your full name, and Cricket'er is your nickname." Jiang Changning explained using words he could understand.
"What is the scientific name of the cricket? Tell me, mother."
Jiang Changning smiled and said softly, "The scientific name of cricket is cricket. It also has many common names, such as night insect, autumn insect, and cricket."
"I remember it." Xiao Ming nodded.
"Then do you know what catching crickets is for?"
"Jump, it will jump." Xiao Ming'er held up the small grass cage.
The cricket was indeed jumping inside, and it was jumping quite high.
"This cricket is good at fighting. When you catch a cricket, you don't want to see it jump, but to see two crickets fighting."
"Then I'll catch another one and let them fight." Xiao Ming'er said as he was about to get off the couch.
Xiulan hurried forward and helped him put on his shoes.
Xiao Ming ran out anxiously, "Xiao Gouzi, Xiao Gouzi, take me to the garden to catch crickets. I want to catch another one. I want to let them fight."
Xiulan followed him and shouted, "Little Master, slow down, don't fall."
"I won't fall." Xiao Ming'er ran towards the gate.
When he met the returning Prince Jin at the gate of the courtyard, he immediately stopped and put his hand holding the small straw basket behind his back, "Your son greets you, father."
"What are you holding in your hand?" asked King Jin.
Under the stern gaze of King Jin, Xiao Ming took out the small grass cage and said, "Father, these are crickets. I caught them in the garden and gave them to my sister."
The King of Jin raised the corner of his lips, "You can have fun, but you must remember to memorize the book. Tomorrow the teacher will ask you to recite. If you can't recite it, you will be spanked."
He did not forbid his son to play during recess.
"I can memorize the book, so I won't be spanked."
"Okay, go and play." Prince Jin sent his son away and went into the yard to find his princess.
(End of this chapter)