At this time, Zhong Xiaoxiao and Song Yanshen were carrying "huge sums of money" on them, and Zhong Yuanyuan was wearing a longevity lock, a silver bracelet, and a silver necklace. Her little face was full of confusion. She was holding a small bell on the silver bracelet in one hand and babbling non-stop.
The Song family had never seen such a cute little girl before, and they all gathered around her.
"Oh! This child is so adorable!"
"It's so well-fed, so plump and white!"
Lan Chunxiao took Zhong Yuanyuan from Zhang Chunxue's hands, touched her little face, looked at her second grandson, and said in an almost commanding tone, "Yan Xun, you and Xiaoyi must have a daughter!"
Lan Chunxiao's second son, Song Xingting, was a bit amused and confused: "Mom! It's not up to Yan Xun and Xiao Yi to decide whether to have a boy or a girl!"
Song Xingfeng's eldest son, Song Yanqi, also pushed his son towards Lan Chunxiao: "Why, Mom, isn't having a great-grandson attractive anymore?"
"It smells good, but I'm not interested in boys anymore when there are so many of them!" Lan Chunxiao looked melancholy.
Zhang Chunxue looked at the Song family members surrounding Zhong Yuanyuan, feeling a little amused and helpless.
Fortunately, Zhong Yuanyuan is not a crybaby. Even when surrounded by a group of strangers, she just opens her big black eyes and looks left and right curiously.
This caused the Song family to be surprised again.
Even the always arrogant Yao Qingling couldn't help but come over and pinch her little hand.
Song Yanze, however, came closer to Zhong Xiaoxiao and looked at her curiously: "I heard you are also seventeen years old?"
Seeing this strange boy, Zhong Xiaoxiao tilted her head: "What's wrong?"
"I'm seventeen, too," Song Yanze said proudly, "but I've already finished my freshman year of high school and will soon be entering my sophomore year..."
"I heard you haven't even started freshman year yet?"
Zhong Xiaoxiao couldn't help but roll her eyes when she heard this: "You're such an interesting person. You grew up in Beijing, and I grew up in the countryside. How can we be compared?"
Song Yanze coughed lightly: "What I mean is, you have to call me brother."
Zhong Xiaoxiao also became interested when she heard this: "That can't be calculated like that, we have to calculate the date of birth!"
Song Yanze's eyes flickered: "I started school a year earlier than you, so you have to call me brother!"
Zhong Xiaoxiao understood immediately after seeing him like this: "I understand, you must be younger than me, otherwise you wouldn't need these excuses..."
Song Yanze: “…”
Damn! How can this girl be so smart!
Aren’t they said that girls from rural areas are simple and kind?
If Zhong Xiaoxiao knew what he was thinking, she would definitely roll her eyes at him again.
Being simple and kind does not mean being stupid!
She actually thought that Song Yanze was a little silly.
Song Xingzhi walked over and tapped Song Yanze on the forehead: "You are one month younger than Xiaoxiao, you have to call him sister."
The corners of Song Yanze's mouth couldn't help but twitch twice.
But he immediately looked at Song Yanshen on the side: "Humph, I can't be the youngest in my generation... I have a younger brother!"
It was just that his younger brother couldn't call him brother, which made him a little sad.
However, Zhang Chunxue began to think about how the twenty or so people in the Song family would live.
She tugged at Song Xingzhi's sleeve: "Xingzhi, how are aunt and her family going to accommodate so many people?"
The Song Dynasty was also in a dilemma.
He had originally thought that only his father and mother were coming, so he had booked a room for them in the guesthouse in advance. Now that so many people have come, he doesn't know if the guesthouse can accommodate them.
He waved his hand and called Xiao Zeng, who was watching the fun on the side, over.
"Xiao Zeng, please go to the guesthouse and ask if there are any rooms available."
Xiao Zeng immediately ran to the town.
Zhong Aiguo said at the time: "It's okay. If the guesthouse in town can't accommodate us, there are so many households in our village, and we can definitely accommodate one or two of them."
The only thing he was worried about was whether the Song family could adapt to the conditions in the countryside.
Song Yashan heard their conversation and immediately said with a smile: "It's okay, we can all do it, as long as we have a place to lie down."
However, with so many people from the Song family coming, more people came to help.
The other women invited by the village to help were a little reserved at first. They thought they were from the capital and were worried that they would have difficulty getting along with them and that they would look down on them as rural people. However, they did not expect that the Song family members were very kind. After a few words, the atmosphere immediately became harmonious.
Xiao Zeng came back soon.
There were indeed not enough rooms in the town's guesthouse, and there would still be four or five people left. Zhong Aiguo immediately started making arrangements and asked whoever had a vacant room to vacate it.
This was an opportunity to meet the "noble people" in the capital, and many villagers immediately raised their hands to sign up.
Zhong Aiguo picked and chose among these people and chose to activate them. He arranged for several male members of the Song family to live in the clean and tidy house.
After returning from the hospital, Zhou Mingli also went straight to the brigade headquarters.
She has already taken leave, and he will stay at home for the next three days to help Zhang Chunxue and Dasong with their wedding.
But before she reached the brigade headquarters, she was stopped by someone.
"Oh, Mingli, your mother-in-law is in a big trouble now. Many people from the Song family in Beijing have come!"
"Yes, yes. I heard that they gave him two or three thousand as a meeting gift. I saw your Yuanyuan, and she even had a silver necklace around her neck!"
Zhou Mingli was also a little confused and had no idea what they were talking about.
But when she arrived at the brigade headquarters and saw the Song family, Zhou Mingli felt a little uncomfortable.
After all, her identity is quite embarrassing. Although she is Zhang Chunxue's goddaughter, she is also Zhang Chunxue's former daughter-in-law!
But she didn't feel uncomfortable for long, because the next second several red envelopes were stuffed into his hands.
Zhou Mingli was even more caught off guard than Zhang Chunxue.
She held a few red envelopes and stammered, "I...I can't accept this...I, I..."
"What are you talking about?" Zheng Wenbi looked at her with a smile. "You are Chunxue's daughter. We came here specifically to meet her family as a gift. Of course, no one should be left out."
Zhou Mingli was like holding a few pieces of burning coals: "That, that won't work either. I'm embarrassed."
Lan Chunxiao directly put the red envelopes into her arms: "Just keep them, there's nothing to be embarrassed about! We're all family from now on!"
But Zhou Mingli had never seen such a huge sum of money, so she felt embarrassed and couldn't help but look at Zhang Chunxue on the side.
In fact, Zhang Chunxue knew before that the Song family was well-off and definitely not short of money.
But she never expected that the Song family was so generous that thousands of dollars came out in just a short time.
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