Eldest daughter

Chapter 305
Cui Yuan and Song San went to the study to talk, only Wang Yuaner and a few women were left in the main room.

"They're gone, we girls just happened to have some thoughtful words." Mrs. Song called Wang Yuaner to sit in front of her. Wang Yuaner was a little overwhelmed by her enthusiasm, but sat closer as she said.

"Fifth Miss and Fourth Young Master have come to greet Madam." At this moment, a nun sang.

Wang Yuan'er looked at the door, and a pair of pink and jade-carved children came in surrounded by girls and women. The little girl was older, about seven or eight years old, and she stood up straight. Very good manners.And that boy was only about four or five years old, and he was born like a jade doll under the seat of a Bodhisattva, very beautiful.

"Mu'er pays respects to grandma, and respects to mother." The little girl bent down and saluted steadily.

"Cheng'er also greets grandmother and mother." The little boy followed suit.

These are Song San's two children, the eldest daughter Song Yimu and the eldest son Song Yicheng.

"Get up quickly." Mrs. Song's heart softened when she saw the two children, and her face was full of kindness.

The two children ran to the grandmother's side, Song Yicheng was still looking at Wang Yuan'er curiously with his big eyes blinking, but he didn't know who it was?

"This is your elder sister Yuan'er, please give me a salute too." Mrs. Song pointed at Wang Yuan'er and smiled.

Song Yimu was only seven years old this year, but she learned the rules very well. After listening to her grandmother's words, she saluted Wang Yuan'er gracefully. As for Song Yicheng, seeing her eldest sister salute, she naturally followed her.

Wang Yuan'er stood up in fear and trepidation, only accepted half of the courtesy, and said: "Fifth Miss and Young Master are too polite." But in his heart, he admired their rules and etiquette.

After all, he is a big family, this rule has been grasped since he was a child, although he is young, it can be seen that his etiquette is strict and serious.

Wang Yuan'er took gifts from Sujuan behind him and gave them to them respectively, saying, "It's just some cheap gadgets, I hope you like them."

Song Yimu looked at her grandmother, saw her jaw, took it over, and said with a sweet smile, "Thank you sister."

Song Yicheng was obviously his eldest sister's little follower, so he also took it. The gift he got was a nine-link ring, while Song Yimu's was a pair of butterfly bead flowers with Ling wings.

"You're not married yet, so there's really no need to prepare gifts for the children." Mrs. Song said with a smile when she saw this.

"It's all worthless things, so I'll give it to Miss Young Master." Wang Yuan'er smiled shallowly, pursed her lips again, took something wrapped in a handkerchief from Sujuan, and presented it to her: "Idle time It's all right, I also made a handicraft for my wife, and I hope my wife won't dislike my rough work."

"Oh, even I have it?" Mrs. Song took it and opened it. It was a small folding fan. When she opened it, a fan of magpies and stools came into view.

"Oh, this embroiderer is really good. I only knew that my sister can do business, but I didn't expect to be a good female celebrity." Grandma Song San saw it and praised.

Wang Yuan'er was a little shy, and said: "I only made it under the guidance of my second sister, I'm afraid I also made an ax in front of my wife and third grandma!"

"Where is this? I wouldn't be a female celebrity. I like this fan very much." Mrs. Song smiled.

"Mother, sister Yuan'er gave you gifts when we met for the first time. As an elder, shouldn't you also give me a gift?" Third Grandma Song reminded.

"No need." Wang Yuaner waved his hands repeatedly.

"I've been ready for a long time." Mrs. Song closed her fan, nodded slightly to the nurse beside her, and she brought a tray.

Mrs. Song said with a smile: "It's always been a gift from the elders to the younger generation. I found it today." As she spoke, she lifted up the red silk on the tray, revealing two very fine suet white jade bracelets.

She called Wang Yuan'er to come forward, put the bracelet on her hand herself, and said: "You are a girl, I don't think you have much jewelry, this bracelet is worthless, just wear it for fun."

Wang Yuan'er reacted from the shock, and hurriedly took off the bracelet on his hand: "It's too expensive, I can't take it."

"Gifted by the elders, you can't resign." Mrs. Song pretended to be stern, and said: "If you don't accept it, then you will look down on me."

"Of course not." Wang Yuaner retorted without even thinking about it. Seeing her tough look, she could only smile bitterly and said, "Then I will thank my wife."

Here, the third grandma has already coaxed the two little ones out to play with the nanny, the girl, and others. Turning around and seeing Wang Yuaner's embarrassed look, she said: "Sister Yuaner, don't mind, my mother is always enthusiastic, looking at the girls is just as good as you think." It's like looking at a baby, wishing I could pull them all home."

"How come, I also have requirements, and it's because Yuan girl treats me that I'm happy. You see, I like those people who are sweet-faced and bitter-hearted, but don't agree with each other." Mrs. Song snorted lightly.

Third Grandma Song smiled helplessly, and said to Wang Yuaner: "Mother has this temper, you will get used to it gradually."

"Where, my wife is a hero among women, and I have nothing but admiration." Wang Yuan'er complimented her.

"Look at this sweet mouth, come here, let's sit and talk." Mrs. Song saw Wang Yuaner waving, the eyes looking at her were hot, and Wang Yuaner didn't know how to place her hands and feet.

Sitting down to drink tea again, Mrs. Song said to Wang Yuan'er: "Don't feel uncomfortable. I have given birth to four boys in a row, but I can't get a girl out. I don't care about girls. Brats, don't worry. Don't worry about it."

"Ma'am, it's also a good fortune. It's someone else's house, but I can't even look forward to it." Wang Yuan'er laughed.

What she said was not flattery. In this era, a son is the capital of a woman's ability to straighten her back. How many women have tried their best to give birth to a son, but many of them failed to get what they wanted.

It's not that there are no Mrs. Song, but there are not many. Even having four legitimate sons, no one can shake her status. It can be said that if the Song family does not undergo major changes, Mrs. Song will surely have a smooth and peaceful old age.

Mrs. Song naturally knew what she was telling the truth, and said with a smile: "It's good to have more boys, but it's always a bit regrettable not to have a little padded jacket."

"But you also have a daughter-in-law and granddaughter, and they care about you just like your daughter."

"They are all filial." Mrs. Song glanced at the third grandma, patted her hand, and asked Wang Yuan'er, "I heard that there are quite a lot of girls in your house."

"Well, I have three younger sisters and one younger brother..." Wang Yuan'er gave a rough overview of the family situation.

Mrs. Song already had a general understanding of Wang Yuaner's situation from Song San and the others, and she also knew how difficult it would be for children whose parents died early in this era, especially those whose families were not well-off.

As for Wang Yuaner, who is the eldest daughter of a bereaved woman, it is even more difficult, but she is able to lead a few younger siblings to live a life, which makes Mrs. Song feel a little more pity than admiration.

"Good boy, I've really suffered for you. The past few years must have been difficult, right?" Mrs. Song took Wang Yuan'er's hand and said kindly.

For some reason, looking at Mrs. Song's eyes full of love and pity at this time, Wang Yuan'er felt inexplicably sore, and the circles of her eyes turned slightly red. She quickly turned her eyes away, blinked away the tears in her eyes, and then said with a smile: " It's not bitter, I am the eldest sister, and the elder sister is like a mother, it should be my responsibility, and I will take it up."

Mrs. Song nodded, and said: "It's good for you to think so. No matter how difficult life is, as long as there are people around, there is a chance of survival. You must not give up easily. Remember, no matter how difficult life is for you, don't Give up lightly, there will always be a day when you get over it.”

Wang Yuaner hummed with red eyes.

Mrs. Song touched her hair pityingly, and said: "If you feel bitter in your heart in the future, you can tell me that even though I don't live here for a long time, I can still communicate with you by letter."

"Madam..." Wang Yuaner's voice was a little choked up.

"What's your name, Mrs. Cui Yuan also calls me Auntie, if you don't mind, just follow him and call me Auntie." Mrs. Song said angrily.

"In my opinion, it's rare that mother and Yuan'er are so speculative, and mother is clamoring for a daughter all day long, so why not just accept Yuan'er as a goddaughter." The third grandma said on the side.

"If I admit it, then you all will treat her like her own sister." Mrs. Song laughed.

"Since she is Mother's daughter, she is also our sister." Third Mistress covered her mouth and said with a smile.

Both mother-in-law and daughter-in-law looked at Wang Yuaner together.

Wang Yuan'er was already dumbfounded, and sneered: "Madam, please stop teasing me."

What a daughter, how can she have such a blessing to be the goddaughter of a dignified wife, she is just an ordinary girl from a farming and studying family.

"Look, look, I just said it, I'm disgusting, no wonder no girl is willing to be reborn in my belly, I can't even get a goddaughter, and I'm not blessed." Mrs. Song pretended Said sadly, and took a handkerchief to press the corners of his eyes.

"Madam, that's not the case. I don't dislike you." Wang Yuan'er was anxious.

"Don't talk about it, I know I'm hot for a shaved head."

"I'm not blessed to hear that, my head is hot, what are you talking about?" Song San and Cui Yuan appeared at the door, and they walked in.

When Wang Yuan'er saw Cui Yuan, it was like seeing a savior, and she begged him for help.

"It's like this. I think it's rare for my mother to speculate with Yuan'er, so I proposed to let my mother recognize Yuan'er as a goddaughter." The third grandmother greeted her with a smile, and said: "Husband, do you think it's okay?"

"Oh, that's pretty good, then we'll have more girls." Song San raised his eyebrows and took a special look at Cui Yuan.

"Yuan'er doesn't seem to like it." The third grandma said again.

"I haven't." Wang Yuan'er said anxiously, and looked at Cui Yuan as if asking for help.

What should I do now?Didn't she come to visit? Why did such a thing happen all of a sudden?
Mrs. Song's goddaughter, how could she, Wang Yuaner, have managed to climb such a high branch?
(End of this chapter)