Taijun Zhou walked up to Ye Wenting and comforted the woman: "Her aunt, fortunately, my in-laws’ maiden-niece and grand-nephew will be rescued. Sister Ting’s child will be fine. Look at this young man, how strong he is, and the heart is good. "She looked at Song Qingcheng with a smile, and saw that he still looked very cramped at the moment, and did not feel disgusted by seeing Ye Wenting, so she nodded gently and said, "He is a good boy."
The woman said, "In spite of this, our Ting'er was also asked to be hugged by others after all. From now on..." She was so anxious that she was scratching her heart, and the face that was originally full of folds was even more wrinkled at this moment. Twisted, "Before I left, my elder brother and sister told me that I must take care of Ting'er, but now..." She stomped her foot, and only hugged Ye Wenting tighter. "It's also my son's life. Ah, let a man hug it, even if you get married in the future, you will be angry when you arrive at your in-law’s house."
Seeing that the woman dared to be such a rascal, the old lady Lin immediately said: "Qingcheng has saved your girl, even if you don't have a word of thanks, how can you have so much nonsense!"
The woman hurriedly said, "I am also confused, and I think I want to thank this grandfather."
Taijun Zhou turned and said to Mrs. Lin: "Mother-in-law, I see that these two children are predestined. If this is not the case, we two elderly people will be the masters and set the marriage for the two children. What do you think?"
engagement? Want to be married to an ugly peasant girl? That said, dead people are no good.
Even if Qingcheng couldn't marry Sanya, he couldn't marry such a thing, and Mrs. Lin's complexion grew worse.
"Mother-in-law, are you telling me a joke? Qingcheng is my grand-nephew, how can I marry a peasant girl?" The old lady Lin glanced at Ye Wenting, shook her head, and then dragged Song Qingcheng away. .
Seeing this, the peasant woman hurriedly sat on the ground and started crying. After crying for a while, she jumped into the lotus pond.
Ye Wenting quickly grabbed her and said, "Second aunt, what are you doing? Don't do that." She kept lowering her head, seeing more and more people, and suddenly stretched out her hand to cover half of her face, with the other hand. Then went to pull the sleeves of the peasant woman, obviously cramped and said, "Second aunt, let's go."
Song Qingcheng was standing beside her, and seeing the girl's inferiority so obvious, he suddenly moved.
"Auntie, or Qingcheng..." He turned around, still lowering his head, and said nervously, "Or Qingcheng, marry this girl."
He knows himself and knows in his heart that this famous lady in the capital is something he can marry.
Although the girl in front of her was not so beautiful, her identity matched her, and... and she was so pitiful, which made him angry with a trace of pity.
Thinking, instead of tossing with aunt and grandma, it would be better to simply marry this girl.
After you become a family, you should find a job in this capital, and it shouldn't be a problem to support your family. It's just... What if the lion from the girl's family opens up and asks him to ask for a betrothal gift
Mrs. Lin didn't expect Song Qingcheng to say this. She felt dizzy for a while, and she was about to fall down if she couldn't stand firmly.
Fortunately, he was firmly supported by the old mother who was waiting on the side.
Taijun Zhou looked at Song Qingcheng, nodded repeatedly, and turned to the old lady Lin: "Mother-in-law, take a look at yourself, what a nice boy your grandnephew. If you want me to say, this marriage is settled. You pay this Young Master Song to buy a small house in the capital, and I will also allocate a good business shop out as a dowry for Sister Ting'er."
Mrs. Lin twitched her mouth, and shook her head again and again, "How can this thing be done!" He gave Song Qingcheng a fierce look and hurled, "You kid, what's the matter? Ah? Didn't you mean? Is it the third girl in my heart? How come you say these idiots again now? Is your head soaked in water?"
"Go, come back with me!"
Song Siyan was also anxious, and said hurriedly: "Brother, listen to what auntie said, and look at her angry."
Song Qingcheng heard her mention Lin's third cousin again, frowning instinctively, and retorted abruptly: "How can Qingcheng, how dare Xiao miss Miss Lin, Qingcheng only wants to marry a peasant girl." He was nervous. Clenched his fist, gathered the courage to come, and looked at each other with the old lady Lin, "Auntie, Qingcheng is not promising, I am afraid that I will let down your old man’s expectations. Qingcheng just wants to live a good life down-to-earth, and doesn’t want to take any shortcuts. After returning home, the grandson went to the city to find a job and did not live in the Houfu anymore."
"You... You..." Old Mrs. Lin didn't expect him to say that. She stretched out her fingers and pointed at him with trembling. Don't live up to it, are you worthy of the spirit of your parents in the sky?"
Taijun Zhou said, "This kid wants to live a good life on her own hands, so why is she not able to live up to it? Mother-in-law, in your heart, what is considered to be upright?" She also raised her voice without giving the old lady Lin a chance to speak. Said, "Don't look at how we live today, but think about it, when we were as old as him, did we live better than him? Not to mention our two provinces, this is the family next to Beijing. , Whose honor was not earned by the older generation with blood? This kid is rare to be so sensible. If your old man is really good for him, don't intervene in the affairs of the young couple."
After that, he turned around and smiled at Song Qingcheng and said, "Young man, you are doing well, you have this ambition, and you are honest and willing to work. My old lady believes that you will become a great weapon in the future."