It was completely dark before Song Wangyue returned home.
The meal was already prepared and Grandma Song came out of the house when she heard the commotion, “Why did you come back so late?”
After the opening ceremony of the workshop today, she and Elder Song came back, while Liu Cui Lan and Song Shu stayed behind to help in the workshop. She was worried until it was dark and both of them came back, but she did not see Song Wan Yue’s figure.
“I asked Uncle Xiao to help hire a martial artist, who arrived half an afternoon.”
Grandma Song was relieved and greeted the family to start dinner.
Song Shen had not returned from the workshop, Song Lin and Xu were in the county, and Song San Xiao had severed ties with the family, so there were only five people at the large table today, and the normally crowded table was a little empty today. The table was usually a little crowded, and today it was a little empty. The other day, when the workshop was busy, she didn’t feel anything, but today, when it’s not busy, she feels a little cold and unconsciously sighs.
Song Wangyue sensed her thoughts and acted naturally, giving her a dish and saying, “The restaurant has been open for some time now, so tomorrow you and grandpa should come with me to see it and stay there for a few days.
Speaking of her in-laws, Grandma Song also felt that she had been negligent, as she had not been able to visit her in-laws’ mother this time.
“That’s fine, I’ll go over with you tomorrow, staying for a few days won’t be necessary, I reckon Erma will have to come over in the evening.”
Song Ming and his wife and Daya had all gone to work at the workshop today, so Erma alone would definitely not stay there.
Song Wan Yue gave her another dish and said, “It’s about to be October, so it’s time to prepare for big brother’s wedding, so you should ask your grandmother about the rules in the capital, so that no one will laugh at you.”
“Yes, yes, yes ……”
The mention of Song Si’s marriage made Grandma Song smile, “I’ve been busy these days and forgot that it’s time to prepare for Si’s marriage, so I’ll stay in the county for a few days and ask my in-laws properly.”
There were footsteps outside, several people looked over, the curtain was lifted and Er Ya walked in, holding a newly made pillow in her arms, “Grandpa, Grandma, Second Uncle, Second Aunt, Sister Yue’er.”
“Have you eaten yet?”
Grandma Song asked.
Erma nodded, “I’ll be back to sleep tonight.”
Early tomorrow morning Mother and Big Sister would go to work, and she dared not stay home alone.
Grandma Song smiled and told her to go back inside.
After she had eaten her fill, Song Wangyue also went back to the house. Erma was practising her calligraphy and when she heard the movement she looked back and saw that it was her, she put down her pen and held up the paper, “Sister Yue’er look quickly, has my calligraphy improved?”
Song Wangyue took a serious look at it and stroked her head, “It’s improved a lot.”
Er Ya arched her eyebrows, “I practiced every day over there too, I didn’t miss a single day.”
Song Wangyue stroked her head, “Tomorrow I will take you to the county.”
Er Ya’s eyes lit up.
The next day, after breakfast, Song Shu and Liu Cui Lan went to the workshop, while Grandma Song and Elder Song packed up and took Er Ya, and Song Wan Yue, to the county in the carriage.
After entering the city gates, Song Wan Yue instructed the coachman to go to the market.
“I’m going to buy some duck eggs, they’re needed in the restaurant.”
Grandma Song and Master Song did not doubt it and followed them to the marketplace.
When they got off the carriage, Song Wangyue took Grandma Song’s arm while holding Erma’s and walked down the bazaar, pretending to look around as she went.
Sister Wu had long since ordered all the duck eggs in the village, and whenever they were available, they would be sent directly to the mansion.
Unknowingly, she was about to reach the end of the market when Grandma Song suddenly stopped and looked at the stalls in the distance.
Song Sanxiao had lost weight, but had become more energetic, and his air of mischief had receded, and he was smiling and greeting the people who came to eat spicy hotpot.
Qi Ying was standing behind the stall, putting the spicy skewers into bowls and handing them to customers as they requested.
She felt her eyes burning and unconsciously grabbed Song Wangyue’s hand.
“It’s three ……”
Er Ya’s mouth quickly uttered two words, thinking of the fact that her mother had told her that Third Uncle had severed ties with the family and hurriedly covered her mouth.
“Let’s go.”
Grandma Song turned around.
Master Song also withdrew his gaze and turned around after him.
They were relieved that Lao-san was doing well.
The journey back to the carriage was silent.
Grandma Song looked at Song Wangyue and burst into laughter; she had lost a miserable son but had a good granddaughter.
The carriage stopped at the entrance of the mansion.
Meng was preparing to go to the restaurant when she saw the carriage just as she reached the entrance, and thought it was Song Wangyue coming over, smiling as she took a few quick steps.
The carriage was lifted and Song Wangyue jumped down first.
“Yue’er.”
“Grandmother.”
After calling out to the person Song Wan Yue continued, “My grandmother and grandfather are here.”
Meng’s footsteps quickened and she greeted the carriage.
“My in-laws’ mother, you’re here, I’ve been telling Wan’er about it, when you’re free to come and stay for a few days.”
Grandma Song hurriedly got down from the carriage, “It’s taken you so long to come over to see you, please don’t be offended.”
“That’s a bit of an understatement.”
As she spoke, Meng nodded towards Elder Song, “My in-laws.”
She used to salute when she saw the two of them, which resulted in Grandma Song and Elder Song not knowing where to place their hands and feet, but then she followed Song Wan Yue’s advice and nodded just that.
Master Song also nodded with a smile.
Meng took Grandma Song’s hand and went to her courtyard, while Master Song and Song Wan Yue led the way to the old gentleman’s courtyard.
Master Song was now no longer as rushed as he had been when he first met the old gentleman, and after calling out to the others, he sat down at the bottom of the old gentleman’s table.
“Grand great grandfather, this is Er Ya.”
Song Wangyue introduced.
The old gentleman had met Erma once at the Song family’s home, and the young girl’s eyes resembled Yue’er’s in a few ways, making him feel good about her.
“Grand great grandfather.”
Erma called out in a crisp voice.
The old man answered, “Just Erma? No other name?”
“I’ve been trying to help her pick one, but I can’t come up with a good one… why don’t Grandpa help me pick one?”
Song Wangyue said.
Erma looked at the old man expectantly.
The old gentleman knew that Erma was a child from a side branch of the Song family and had suffered a lot since she was a child. Jing is a woman with a perfect body and talent; Xuan is a daylily, the legendary grass of forgetfulness. The two are linked together, symbolising resilience, and also signifying carefree, talented and talented.”
Master Song nodded straight away when he heard this.
Erma’s eyes lit up, she had a name, or a very nice and catchy name.
“I like this name, so much so much.”
Song Wangyue smiled and stroked her head, “Do you know how to write the character Jingxuan?”
The second girl shook her head with glee.
Song Wangyue walked over to the desk, wrote down the word Jingxuan and handed the paper to her.
Er Ya held it in her hand like a treasure, looking at it joyfully again and again.