Jiang Shi and Lu Shi were flustered but also grumbled a bit about their father-in-law, thinking, isn’t it the mother-in-law’s role to put people in their son’s room? Yet he snatched away the mother-in-law’s task. How open is this role-stealing?
What should we do? That’s the father-in-law, are we supposed to fight back?
The two of them turned their eyes to Song Ci, filled with trust and reliance.
Now this is our real mother, she truly loves us.
Song Ci: "..."
She cleared her throat, wearing an expression of unyielding authority: "What’s the panic? Am I not here?"
Jiang Shi hugged Song Ci’s arm, said: "Mother, if you want grandchildren, your daughters-in-law will give them to you. They’ll all be legitimate grandchildren. Who wouldn’t look up to you then?"
Lu Shi thought, how shalessly sweet-talking, she really couldn’t do it; even more so, as a concubine-born daughter-in-law, she just gave Song Ci a glance, implying she’s relying entirely on her.
In fact, even if they were granted two more beautiful maids, Lu Shi wasn’t too concerned. After all, in her room there’s that White Auntie stationed there. Adding two more people will just divide her favor further, and her position was unshakable anyway.
But as soon as she had that thought, she stopped. She rembered Song Ci’s words: the more won, the more trouble, which isn’t good for the children’s growth. For the sake of the kids, the back house should stay as simple as possible to prevent muddy waters.
"If you want to give birth, then hurry and do it, and don’t use as an excuse. Also, don’t wait to have a child at an old age, suffering the hardships of pregnancy in your old age; just look at your eldest sister-in-law." Song Ci looked at Nanny Gong and said, "Go over to the old man and bring those maids to my courtyard, saying that his daughters-in-law have accepted them. Also, call over Aunt i and Aunt Shui."
Nanny Gong obeyed and left.
Song Ci then returned to her Chunhui Hall. Jiang Shi and Lu Shi, under the guise of accompanying her, followed her back, actually intending to watch the drama unfold.
Song Ci didn’t expose them, let them watch all they wanted; the back house was boring anyways, the fun in watching these won’s battles was enough.
Old Lord Song felt a bit uneasy, having heard the old lady was back at the estate. Would that rude shrew barge in with rolled-up sleeves?
But he waited and waited, yet no one showed up. Had the old woman changed?
Oh, here she ca.
Old Lord Song prepared eagerly to et Nanny Gong, and before she could speak, he said, "You don’t need to say anything, the old woman doesn’t care about her sons’ comforts, but I do. If she doesn’t arrange for maids to serve them, I’ll take care of it."
"I’m not just saying this, amongst all the prominent families in the capital, which family head doesn’t have a few concubines? Only our Song family’s won have jealousy issues, hmph. You don’t need to say more, these maids are my gifts to the sons, challenge if you dare."
Nanny Gong: "..."
With all due respect, I haven’t said a word, yet you’ve imagined a whole play, why so many scenes?
Old Lord Song took a sip from his teacup, casting a sidelong glance at Nanny Gong, with a face saying, "Go ahead, I’m ready."
Nanny Gong just smiled, bending her knees in courtesy: "Just to inform the old lord, the ladies have accepted your kind thought, they’re now conversing with the matron, instructing to take the people to Chunhui Hall."
Old Lord Song was taken aback: "Ah?"
So smoothly?
The eldest daughter-in-law was so upset she went into premature labor.
"If so, I’ll take the girls away now." Nanny Gong bowed again and walked away gracefully.
Old Lord Song held the teacup, stunned for a while, and by the ti he snapped out of it, he realized he had perford a solo play.
He was intending to have a showdown with the old woman, where was the showdown?
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