Song Tong heard the sound and ran over in a hurry: "Dad, do you want me to have something wrong?"
"It's like this. I want to adopt Jixiang as my adopted daughter, but this girl is determined to die and won't do it no matter what." Song Fu held Jixiang with one hand and Song Tong with the other and said, "When you get back to the capital, you can take this girl's life away from her." If her slave status is taken away, then her mother’s slave status should also be taken away.”
"Yes, son, I obey," Song Tong said hurriedly, smiling at Jixiang and saying, "Miss Jixiang, from now on you have to call me brother, but don't talk about Master Song again. Our family doesn't want to do this. It’s raw.”
Ji Xiang blushed: "Yes..."
"Daughter, don't scream. Wait until you get to the capital before calling. If you scream now, it would be too easy for me." Song Fu was so busy that he stopped Ji Xiang's words and said with a smile, "I have to let him give it to you no matter what." Prepare a red envelope for the correction fee, why is it so cheap for him? "
"Dad, you are so arrogant." Song Tong smiled and shook his head.
"So what if I'm partial? Thanks to my girl taking care of me all these years, what else can I expect from you?" Song Fu said with a serious look on his face, while explaining to Song Tong, "I am serious and serious about my girl. Becoming an adopted daughter is not just a whim. When we get to the capital, you will be preparing to hold a marriage recognition ceremony. I must recognize the girl as an adopted daughter in an honest way, so that she will not suffer any disadvantages in the future. "
"Yes, my son understands." Song Tong bowed in a hurry.
"Thank you, dad," Ji Xiang's eyes were red, and he bowed deeply to Song Fu, and then bowed deeply to Song Tong, "Thank you... brother Song."
"Sister, please get up, get up!" Song Tong was so busy that he helped Ji Xiang get up and said with a serious face, "From now on, you and I are brothers and sisters. Since we are brothers and sisters, there is no need for all this red tape. Sister, hurry up. Please get up."
"Thank you, brother." Ji Xiang stood up with red eyes, her heart was racing for a moment, but facing the two men, she had to hold back crying, and her throat was so sore that she felt uncomfortable.
"Sir, the tent is set up and the brazier is lit. You and the old man can quickly go into the tent and warm up. It's very windy outside." The guard hurried over to report, bowing to Song Tong and saying, "Sir, look at the sky. , I’m afraid I’m holding back a heavy snowfall.”
Song Tong and Song Fu both looked up at the sky. Dark clouds were looming overhead and the north wind was howling. Song Tong couldn't help but frowned: "I'm afraid the snow is quite heavy."
"Yes, I'm afraid we have to stay here for a few days," the guard followed. "Fortunately, we brought a lot of dry food from Dali, which is enough for us to eat for more than half a month."
"Okay, remember to reinforce the tent and keep an eye on the horses," Song Tong nodded and said to Ji Xiang, "Sister, you and daddy go into the tent first to warm yourself up. Don't freeze."
Ji Xiang asked hurriedly: "Brother, where are you going?"
"I'll look around and arrange a defense," Song Tong said, tightening the cloak around him and saying, "You go in first, I'll come back as soon as I can."
"Brother, wait a minute," Ji Xiang said as he hurriedly got on the carriage, took out a black fox cloak, and handed it to Song Tong a little embarrassedly, while whispering, "Brother, this cloak is spacious. , You should also wear some clothes. It's really cold today and a cloak is of little use. If you don't mind it, just deal with it."