Chapter 487: Long Hair Wraps the King’s Heart: Yu Wei’s Extra (17)

But Mr. Song was a bit fierce, and Mrs. Song didn't dare to say anything if she had any opinions, so she could only endure it. The servants waiting on the side didn't even dare to express their anger. They all lowered their heads, as if they wanted to kill him.

The head is stuffed into the stomach.

Everyone hopes that Mr. Song's anger will dissipate soon.

Song Wanwan boldly talked about love for her mother, "Dad, don't talk about mother. Shouldn't the most important thing now be how to invite the seventeenth prince?"

Mr. Song said: "What you said is right, but you have also seen the current situation. The seventeenth prince will not come at all."

Alas too!

After realizing this fact, everyone stopped talking. They all stared blankly at the bowls and chopsticks in front of them, as if they could figure out some tricks if they stared for a long time.

Mr. Song saw everyone's situation and sighed deeply, "Forget it, let's eat our own food. Everyone uses chopsticks."

Master Song had given the order, and there was no point in looking at the bowls and chopsticks in front of them. Under the leadership of Master Song, everyone picked up their chopsticks and started eating.

However, chewing the delicious food into your mouth is like chewing wax, tasteless.

Everyone ate something hastily and then went back.

…

It's dark, the night is like ink.

I can't see my fingers.

Mrs. Song's girl carried a red four-cornered lantern and carefully led Mrs. Song to the yard where her two daughters lived.

Song Wanwan and Song Manman happened to be gathered together and seemed to be arguing about something. The two sisters looked red and thick-necked, and their faces were not good.

The arrival of Mrs. Song caused them to cease their activities, put aside their opinions for the first time, and then pretended to be peaceful.

The two sisters each sat on one side of the Eight Immortals' table. They seemed to be no longer noisy and there was no problem. However, no one paid attention to the other, and the atmosphere was really a bit subtle.

A wise daughter is better than a mother.

When Mrs. Song saw this situation, she understood everything in her heart, but she didn't say it directly.

She said: "Wanwan, Manman, I thought about it for a moment, we can't be so passive. If we want to marry the seventeenth prince, we must be more confident and find a way on our own."

Song Wanwan said with a headache: "But mother, you have also seen that even though the seventeenth prince lives in our house, eats our food, and lives in our house, he still doesn't give us any face."

Mrs. Song advised: "Wanwan, be careful what you say."

Song Manman said: "Isn't that right? Be careful. You can give dad a piece of paper with your own private seal and let him write whatever betrothal gift he wants. Such a handwriting shows that he is not an ordinary person. If he wants to, he can buy ten of our houses.

There is no problem, let alone staying here for only a few days, so we have nothing to argue about."

The Song family has been doing business for generations. Although businessmen have a low status, they still have money!

If you have money, you have nothing to do, so naturally you should repair the house.

Now, Mr. Song personally drew the blueprints for the Song family's residence, and then hired various skilled craftsmen to build it. Not to mention whether it looks good or not, it is extremely time-consuming, labor-intensive and expensive...

Most people wouldn't dare to think about it.

But the Seventeenth Prince obviously didn't take this kind of house in his eyes, so he could make a piece of paper with his private seal and let others write whatever he wanted.

Song Wanwan finally figured this out after listening to Song Manman's words.

She was a little embarrassed because she couldn't distinguish the situation, took herself too seriously and didn't take others seriously, and suddenly belittled others.

She stepped forward and hugged Mrs. Song's arm, calling, "Mother."

"Okay, Wanwan, just know in your heart what should be said and what should not be said." Mrs. Song said, "Mom came here this time to tell you an idea."

After finishing her words, Mrs. Song looked at the girl who was following her.

The girl understood and hurriedly took the people waiting in the house to guard outside.

Nuo Da's house was instantly surrounded by them, and not even a fly could fly in.

"Mom, seeing that you are so careful, do you have any good ideas?" Song Manman asked uneasily.

Song Wanwan was curious, "Can this idea come true?"

Mrs. Song said with confidence and a bit of pride: "My mother was of marriageable age back then, but her family background was not very good. She was still a concubine, so she should not have been able to get married to your father. But in order to marry your father, I had to do everything possible.

This is the trick, do you think it can be done?"

Song Wanwan was excited, "It will definitely happen."

Mrs. Song smiled and acquiesced.

Song Manman didn't feel very good, her eyes were wandering and she remained silent.

"Mom, please tell me what to do." Song Wanwan urged anxiously.

"It's very simple." Mrs. Song said: "As long as you can cook the raw rice into cooked rice and then be seen by everyone. By then, the seventeenth prince will have to recognize you even if you don't recognize him, and you will marry him even if you don't want to marry him."

In order to marry Mr. Song, Mrs. Song became pregnant with Song Wanwan before the marriage.

Now, she has taught this trick to her daughter.

She believed that this was a sure-fire "good idea", so after she said this "good idea", she felt a little complacent in her eyes.

Song Manman saw her mother's reaction in her eyes, but said nothing.

Song Wanwan understood the meaning of raw rice and cooked rice. She was a little embarrassed and her ears turned red.

After a while, she hesitated and asked, "Mom...what if...what if it doesn't work?"

"These dignitaries are the ones who have the most respect. If they encounter this kind of thing, they will solve it in time if they can, and will not let the matter become a big problem." Mrs. Song said firmly: "So it can't happen.

"

Song Manman hesitated, "Mom, everything has accidents. If it doesn't work out, wouldn't my daughter's family's whole life be ruined?"

Mrs. Song said: "Believe me, mother, there will be no accidents."

Song Wanwan agreed, "Yes, no, after all, my mother has learned from the past!"

"That's what Wanwan said." Mrs. Song said: "Manman, it's up to you whether you want to listen to mother or not. Mother respects your opinion and won't force you. However, if your sister listens to mother when the time comes,

, and then you married the seventeenth prince as you wished, please don’t cry."

"Mom, I'm a little scared. Please help my sister!" Song Manman was still worried and felt that this was not good. She said, "I'm going to go back to bed first."

Song Manman ran away as if she was running away, as if she was afraid that if she stayed a little longer, she would be brainwashed and change her mind.

"It's okay if she doesn't listen, Wanwan, let's continue talking." Mrs. Song sighed regretfully, and then continued to discuss with Song Wanwan how to do this well.

Soon, they came up with a rough idea.

Three days later, the banquet will be held again in the palace, and relatives and friends will be invited. Song Wei will attend, as will the seventeenth prince.

There are many people and there are many people watching the excitement, which is the most convenient way to achieve the purpose.

Therefore, the mother and daughter planned to take action in three days.
Chapter completed!