Chapter 14: Miss 2 Song Qinghan
"Eldest sister, you misunderstood. That's not true." Song Qinghan quickly adjusted her mood, lowered her head, shielded her eyes, and twisted her handkerchief with her hands. To outsiders, she looked shy and timid. But who would know that she was extremely angry in her heart.
"The eldest lady misunderstood." Song Qinghan's biological mother, Aunt Feng, spoke up, "The second lady just missed the eldest lady because she hadn't seen her for the past two days. That's why she looked at her a few more times."
Putting down the teacup, Song Qingci turned to Aunt Feng and said, "Aunt Feng, although I have only been married for a few days, please call me the wife of the young general. Moreover, it is not appropriate for Aunt Feng to appear here on this occasion." She said the word Aunt slowly and heavily.
As the eldest daughter of the Song family, everything comes first for the Song family. However, as the wife of the young general of the General's Mansion, she has to put the General's Mansion first. If Song Qing had to choose between these two identities, she would definitely choose the General's Mansion.
So far, Shan Li has been a qualified and relatively reliable partner.
Feng Wanwan relied on the fact that she had given birth to the eldest son and was favored by Song Yuelin. In the past, she lived in the Song Mansion no worse than Zheng Hong, the legal wife. Before Zheng Hong gave birth to a legitimate son, she had to stay out of the spotlight.
Today was the day she returned to her parents' home. As a concubine, she was now allowed to enter the family. Not only that, she even dared to interrupt. No one else objected. It was obvious that she was really getting along well in this family.
Feng Wanwan was choked and her face turned pale. This was a slap in her face. In this mansion, everyone called her a concubine. Although she was a concubine, she was a noble concubine with official documents, and her father and brother were also officials, not from an ordinary small family.
She gave birth to the eldest son and was favored by the master. No one in the mansion had ever been so humble to her.
Song Yuelin realized that Feng Shi was not suitable for today's occasion after Song Qingci reminded him. He hadn't noticed it. Feng Shi had handled many things in the mansion. It was his negligence.
"You go down first. Mother has a new Buddha statue in her small Buddhist temple. You go and place it there first." Song Yuelin handed Feng a step. She also went down the steps.
One of the reasons why she was favored was because she was obedient to Song Yuelin.
Aunt Feng was Song Qinghan's biological mother. She was slapped in the face, and Song Qinghan also looked ashamed. She was very angry, but she couldn't show it, so she found an excuse to leave.
The rest of the people chatted peacefully for a while, and then the old lady decided to let everyone go. She also asked Song Qingci to follow Zheng back to the courtyard where she used to live, so that the mother and daughter could have a private conversation.
When a daughter returns to her parents' home, she has to have a return banquet at her parents' home.
Song Qingci followed Zheng and told Shan Li that they would meet again when the banquet started. Shan Li followed Song Yuelin to his study.
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As soon as Song Qinghan returned to her room, she saw Feng Wanwan waiting for her in her room.
They asked everyone to leave, and when only the mother and daughter were left in the room, Song Qinghan cried and called out "Mom".
Feng Wanwan hugged Song Qinghan and comforted her softly, "Don't cry, Han'er. Mother knows you are wronged. Just bear with it for a while, just bear with it for a while."
Song Qinghan didn't say anything, just cried quietly, and the more she thought about it, the more aggrieved she felt.
"Han'er, mother has told you many times that you should keep calm when encountering things. You just didn't keep calm today. You were too impulsive." Although she is the biological mother, there is also a wife above her. Usually, in front of other people, her children can only call her aunt.
She felt wronged, but what does it matter if she felt wronged? To achieve her goal, it doesn't matter if she feels wronged. The one who laughs last is the winner.
"I didn't say anything!" Song Qinghan was furious. Her mother had already given her instructions. She didn't even say a word. Who would have thought that Song Qingci, that bitch, would actually take the initiative to provoke her.
"You didn't say anything, but the look in your eyes frightened me." She is her mother, so she would naturally pay attention to her every move.
"Song Qingci has someone to lean on now. Look at her arrogant behavior today. She is no longer as cautious as before. I just looked at her a few times, and she directly insulted you. What's the difference between slapping you in the face and slapping me in the face!" Song Qinghan was just angry.
"You also know that she has someone to rely on now, so why don't you stay away from her? And judging from the young general's appearance, he is very satisfied with her. If you rush forward rashly, you will definitely suffer." She still understands men.
Although the young general did not show enthusiasm, she saw with her own eyes that he refilled Song Qingci's tea twice, and Song Qingci did not seem to be uncomfortable at all.
They are both very natural. They must get along very well.
She looked at her daughter's face and saw that her eyes were red and swollen. It would be even more difficult for her daughter to get what she wanted.
When Song Qinghan mentioned Shan Li, a shy look of a young girl suddenly flashed across her face. She wiped her eyes with a handkerchief, and the tears were gently wiped away. She asked Feng Wanwan, "Mom, do you think the young general will like me?"
"I will." Feng Wanwan touched her daughter's cheek, "As long as you listen to your mother's arrangements, the general will like you."
"But, mother, how long do I have to wait?" She knew her mother's plan and she agreed to it at first. But now it seems that the time is too long. She doesn't want to wait any longer.
Seeing him accompanying Song Qingci back home today, she was both happy and angry.
She was happy that she could see him again, but she was angry that he came as her eldest sister's husband.
Ever since she met him by chance in Hongfeng Mountain last October, her heart had been set on him. Before she could tell her parents about her feelings and ask them to make the decision, she learned the news that her eldest sister was married to him.
At that moment, she was heartbroken. She wanted to find her father and fight for her own happiness. After all, they were both his daughters, and if the elder sister could do it, then she could do it too. But she was stopped by her mother. Her mother said that if she still wanted to get what she wanted, she couldn't go to her father. She would help her. As long as she listened to her.
She listened to it. So she didn't go to find her father. Instead, she followed her mother's instructions and waited quietly.
But after meeting her lover today, she felt that she could not wait any longer.
Seeing him standing with another woman, she was jealous and crazy. She even wanted to rush up and tear off Song Qingci's smiling face. God knows how much effort she put in to hold back.
"It won't take too long," Feng Wanwan continued to comfort him, "The longer you wait, the happier you will be when you achieve your wish."
Song Qinghan didn't want to wait, but she knew she couldn't convince her mother, so she simply stopped talking.