Overturning the little milk bottle of the metaphysics boss, everyone loves it

Chapter 313

Song Baoling didn't expect the old lady to find the master so soon.

"Grandma, I still have things to do in the pharmacy." Song Baoling said weakly.

Mrs. Song shook her head, and said gently, "Aren't there a few people in your pharmacy? You just go to see it every now and then."

"Besides, you don't have to attend Master's class every day, and you have to take one day off every three days."

Now that it's all said and done, Song Baoling couldn't refuse anymore, but she turned her head and met Jing Xiaoying's eyes.

Song Baoling was taken aback for a moment.

Why, are you so surprised to see her?

She can't still believe that she is the fourth lady in the mansion!
Jing Xiaoying was caught and hurriedly looked away, as if feeling that her arrogance had weakened, she turned her head back again.Song Baoling looked at her, but only shrugged.

It's like a fist hit the cotton, and I'm out of breath.

He found a kindly middle-aged man with a black tall hat and beard standing behind him.

She made this bowl specially because she felt sorry for her granddaughter, and she couldn't eat this kind of tonic every day.

Isn't it just a noble birth, what's there to be proud of?
"Come on, Ling'er, this is specially made for you to nourish your body. You have worked too hard recently. I see that your blood is not as good as it used to be."

Song Baoling felt upset when he saw her temper, picked up a spoon, took a bite and put it in his mouth, "Now that I've eaten it, do you want more?"

There are twelve teaching desks in a room, and the far right is the teacher's podium.

Lianjiao introduced enthusiastically, "Of course it's a study for you, and the old master also teaches you in it."

"It's okay, it's not your fault, it's your parents who didn't teach you well." Mrs. Song's complexion was not very good, but she didn't vent her anger on Jing Wan'er.

The next day, Song Baoling was woken up early in the morning, and as soon as he went out, he found that a hut in his west courtyard had been vacated

Jing Wan'er blushed slightly, "Old Madam, I'm sorry, my sister..."

"Are you sure I'm the only one listening?" Song Baoling couldn't help asking.

Lianjiao shook her head and said with a smile, "Of course I'm the one who's accompanying me!"

At this time, a few people nearby were carrying a plaque and erected it on the wooden wall next to the door.

"These two words represent self-cultivation and erudition, which is what I want to teach you two."

"What is this for?" Song Baoling stood in front of the door and watched them remove the contents one by one, and then carried many things in.

Song Baoling spread his hands, "That's right, I did it on purpose. It was for me. If you want to eat it, you can bring it over. I haven't finished eating anyway."

Song Lianze shook his head to indicate that he was fine.

When did Jing Xiaoying suffer this kind of grievance at home?

After she finished speaking, she threw her chopsticks on the table and rushed away angrily, leaving everyone with embarrassed faces.

The air was silent for a second or two before Mrs. Song said, "That's it, but today I prepared such a bowl..."

"Excuse me, are you the wife my grandmother invited me?" Song Baoling asked.

Jing Xiaoying didn't care about these things, seeing that the old lady took the initiative to speak, she followed the words and climbed up.

"When you marry in, isn't this your home? Your home is my home, and I don't care."

"You child." Mrs. Song read a sentence, but shook her head helplessly.

Jing Xiaoying's face immediately collapsed, "I don't care, I want it too."

At home, she never fails to get what she wants from Jing Wan'er.

Jing Xiaoying said angrily: "Who wants to eat your saliva! I won't eat it."

Lian Jiao paused, "Well, maybe Mr. Zhou will come over too, I don't know about the others..."

Guan Jianshan nodded slightly, "It's my servant, I will be responsible for these two things about Miss Song from now on."

Jing Xiaoying started to mess around, and the commotion became a little louder, and everyone at the table immediately looked over.

"Jing Xiaoying, can you divide the occasion!" Jing Wan'er was a little annoyed.

The people at the table were more or less shocked by this sentence, but Jing Xiaoying was still confident and did not notice their expressions.

Song Baoling glanced at the people next to him, and Song Lianze couldn't help laughing when he noticed her actions, "Don't look, grandma said it's for you, so naturally it's the only one."

But Jing Wan'er still felt sorry for Jing Xiaoying, who dared to shake face in front of Mrs. Song on the first day she came, and she might only become more and more presumptuous in the future.

"and then?"

It says "Han Bo Yuan", and the three big characters reflect a silver light under the sun.

Jing Xiaoying pursed her lips silently, complaining about Song Baoling in her heart.

The furnishings are almost as good as those of a good school.

Jing Xiaoying looked at her heart itching, kicked Jing Wan'er, and asked in a low voice, "Sister, do you still have the bowl Song Baoling ate?"

Grandmother brought an exquisite small porcelain bowl from the maid's tray, and Song Baoling took it with a smile.

Under the table, a big warm hand held her, Jing Wan'er was startled, and looked at Song Lianze.

Song Baoling walked over, seeing the furnishings in the room, his mouth twitched slightly, "There's no need to be so exaggerated."

Song Baoling thought that since it was his grandmother who was looking for him, it must be right, so he nodded his head as a response.

Jing Wan'er bit her lip in embarrassment, "This is not at home, you can get whatever you want."

"I also want Song Baoling's bowl of tonic. I am also very tired on the way here."

A middle-aged man's voice came from behind, Song Baoling and Lian Jiao turned their heads together.

Mrs. Song was the first to speak, "Xiaoying, what are you talking about with Jinger?"

"Then give me Song Baoling's bowl. I see she hasn't eaten it yet, so I don't dislike it." Jing Xiaoying said shamelessly.

Song Baoling blinked, feeling warm in his heart, "Then thank you for your kindness, grandma."

Seeing that she was unmoved, Jing Xiaoying began to quietly threaten, "If you don't get me a bowl, I'll tell my parents that you bullied me!"

Lianjiao also knew a lot of characters following Song Baoling, her head flicked, "Han Boyuan? Why did you choose such a name?"

"They said there was only one bowl."

Jing Wan'er shook her head, and secretly pinched Jing Xiaoying under the table.

If I knew it earlier, I wouldn't have told Jing Xiaoying about her going to get married. There is still half a month before marriage.

Jing Xiaoying kept chanting, as if she wanted to compete with Song Baoling, Jing Wan'er felt a little headache.

"You! You did it on purpose!" Jing Xiaoying couldn't help pointing at her and shouting.

Lianjiao's voice became smaller and smaller, Song Baoling patted her on the head, "Okay, I don't mean to blame you."

She said euphemistically, the meaning was already obvious.

Jing Xiaoying will stay here for half a month, and she still doesn't know what will happen to the Hou Mansion.

At first glance, it is full of expensive things, and there are a few Chinese medicines, which are equivalent to medicinal food.

Even if this matter passed like this, no one mentioned it again.

Guan Jianshan was still carrying a big bag and put it on the table after entering. Song Baoling had a bad feeling.

Sure enough, Guan Jianshan opened the bag in the next second, and there was a thick stack of books inside.

"Miss Song, this is what we're going to learn next." As he spoke, he gave a share to Lianjiao.

Lianjiao was a little dumbfounded holding the heavy books.

(End of this chapter)