The maid smiled and said, "I'm lucky and retreated."

"You still say you don't know what they want?" Old Master Song looked at his grandson with a full face of suspicion.

I cook sober soup with my own hands and make snacks. What is this not a trick?

He has seen many tricks of pleasing his elders.

"Grandfather, grandson didn't lie to you. If you doubt it so much, you'll be really wronged." Song Fuqi hurriedly said: "Sister Qing has always been considerate. There are people in the house to drink, and most of the sobering soup is cooked by her - they have a good intention, so you can't misinterpret it."

Seeing that his grandson's expression was not as fake, Mr. Song frowned slightly: "The third lady, always cook like this?"

"It's just because the sober soup cooked by Sister Qing not only sobers up quickly, but also treats headaches, but also delicious - even if you hand over the prescription to the people, you can't cook that taste." Song Fuqi said this, and her tone was faintly proud.

Mr. Song laughed disapprovingly: "What delicious way can a sober soup be?"

"Gudonggudong--"

The sound of swallowing came, and Mr. Song turned around and looked over.

I saw a bowl of sobering soup that my son could drink.

"Father, this soup is really delicious." Song Ju wiped his mouth and looked at the remaining bowl.

Mr. Song immediately took the bowl of soup alertly.

He wants to try it himself, is it so good to praise it?

What other ways can I cook a bowl of sobering soup?

After drinking: "..."

Mr. Song said: It seems that it is really possible.

He didn't know what was added here, but the unusual sober soup was very different. It was not only delicious, but also extremely greasy.

"Father, this snack is also refreshing and delicious..." Song Ju said while eating.

Mr. Song hurriedly looked at it and saw that most of the two plates of dessert had been eaten. Not only was his son eating it, but his grandson actually had it.

Mr. Song then picked up a piece and tasted it.

He was not a dim sum person.

But after eating, I couldn't help but complain that since the third girl of the Zhang family was going to give her, why didn't she send more?

His son and grandson were so edible that he only ate two pieces in total, but he hadn't tasted much...

As for asking someone to go to the kitchen again, he would definitely not be able to do such a shameful thing.

But at this moment, I couldn't help but feel that even if my grandson wanted to marry the third girl home just because of his greed, it seemed... that... could be understood.

So, when my grandson praised the strengths of the third girl of the Zhang family in my ears, Mr. Song felt much more pleasant to hear before he knew it.

But he still has to think about it again.

At least one month has to be considered.

The next morning, Zhang Meiqing ordered someone to bring a bowl of noodles to Mr. Song, saying that he was afraid that the old man would have bad teeth and eat some soft noodles to cure them.

After Mr. Song finished eating, he decided to shorten the time to consider it to ten days.

At the same time, he vaguely revealed to the maid who came to send food that his teeth were still acceptable.

After three days of this, Zhang Meiqing would send some side dishes and snacks every day.

It wasn't just that she did it on purpose. She always had to cook when she was free, and the things she made were divided into various yards - this was her habit for many years.

After breakfast this day, Mr. Song called his daughter Song to speak.

"As an aunt, what do you think of Qingqing girl?" Mr. Song asked straight to the point.

"My girl Qingqing?" Song was stunned.

Why is my father calling him so kindly?

Seeing that his father was still waiting for his answer, Song hurriedly said, "Our Zhang family girls are naturally all excellent - why did my father suddenly ask this?"

Mr. Song no longer conceals it: "Brother Qi has a crush on this girl and wants me to come forward to discuss the marriage."

Song's surprise.

Why didn't she know that her nephew had such thoughts?

Mr. Song looked at his daughter's expression and realized what she thought - something that even Zhenzhen could see clearly, but she was still confused as an elder.

"If the two children are in love, it's not impossible to mention it." Song sighed and suddenly said, "However, my brother and sister have plans to discuss marriage for the third girl recently..."

Mr. Song's beard shook when he heard it.

No, it seems that I can't wait any longer...

Don’t end up, you can’t even get back if you fall into it!

Mr. Song took a moment to clean up and went to see Mrs. Zhang.

Old Mrs. Zhang was giving Maoer a shawl in the room. When Mr. Song came, he immediately became alert.

Her eyelids have been twitching all morning, afraid that something will not be healthy-

After inviting someone to the outer hall, Old Mrs. Zhang asked about the other party's purpose.

"To be honest, I came here today and I have the idea of ​​marrying you in a relationship with your mansion." Old Master Song said with a smile.

Old Mrs. Zhang also smiled.

But there was a sneer in my heart.

This old man from the Song family usually calls her husband, but today he suddenly changes to an old man, and she knows that nothing is good.

Sure enough, the thief is still undead.

She was feeling relieved for the past two days because of the feast. Unexpectedly, someone would come so soon to make her feel uncomfortable.

She smiled and refused to respond, seeing how he continued.

Old Master Song still smiled: "As the saying goes, men should get married when they are old, women should get married when they are old. Today, I want to mention the third girl of the noble mansion for my unsatisfactory grandson--"

Old Mrs. Zhang's heart thumped and pretended to be calm, "I haven't heard it clearly just now. I wonder which girl you are talking about?"

"The third girl from the second house of your mansion."

Old Mrs. Zhang: “…”

The bend was a bit big, she had to slow down!

...

After sending Mr. Song away, the old lady frowned.

I miscalculated, I really miscalculated...

She was only careful not to be taken away by the second girl, but who would have thought that the third girl would be targeted again!

The Song family is really famous for not doing business that loses money... I can't do anything to put a grandson in the capital, but in the end I have to kidnap one of her granddaughters?

Subjectively, the old lady did not want to agree to this marriage.

Even if she prefers the second girl, she also looks at her growing up. She is soft and kind. If she gets married so far, what if she is bullied in the future?

But to say that the boy from the Song family is different, if he takes it out alone, it is really a good idea.

He is kind-hearted but smart, and he is very respectful and considerate to his elders.

After repeated thoughts, the old lady decided to ask about the meaning of the second wife first.

She is not an arbitrary person, so she must not tell the second wife about this matter and ask them to make some decisions on their own.

After Zhang Jing and his wife left with complicated expressions, the old lady suddenly thought of her crazy old man.

It would be better to let the old man help me to do some fortune-telling first.

Since I realized that the old man might have some skills, the old lady would always ask people to calculate when she was idle.

But you can't count too much.

It’s not that I’m afraid that I will become a mystery after listening too much, but that this crazy old man will charge ten taels of silver every time he calculates it, and he won’t be allowed to bargain!
Chapter completed!