Song Daming, Song Dahua, and the others looked at Song Ruier differently now.
This is the son of an official's daughter.
No wonder he's so good at studying; he's almost in the top three at the village school now. It turns out he has a bloodline connection to the school.
"Rui'er, hurry up! They're recognizing their relatives. Why should they abandon you? You're also a grandson of the Chu family," Chen urged.
The happiest person was Song Ruier. She was adopted into the second branch of the family, and now that her biological mother had that kind of status, she would reap all the benefits in the future.
It came to me without any effort at all.
Thinking about this, Chen felt quite pleased.
The way Shen looked at Chen was tinged with jealousy. If she had known this would happen, she would have been better off having another son and recognizing Song Ruier as a member of the main branch of the family.
Seeing the Song family's behavior, Song Ruier felt nothing but contempt; they were all a short-sighted bunch.
He said in a low voice, "Grandma, let's go home first. With the Qiao family here, they won't let me acknowledge my relatives. If I step forward now, it will only alert them and make things more difficult later."
Old Mrs. Song realized that the Qiao family was not to be trifled with, and that making a scene would be useless.
"Go home first, go home first. Shut up and don't talk nonsense."
The Song family went back.
The two elders of the Chu family had already entered the hall and were drinking hot tea. Several of the daughters-in-law were in the kitchen, some making pastries and others cooking.
It was past mid-afternoon, and the men, having matters to attend to at the camp, returned to their quarters.
Seeing the Qiao family men in military uniforms, Old Master Chu asked curiously, "What are they doing—"
Old Qiao chuckled, "They are the commanders of the Guan Ning cavalry stationed nearby. They are going to the camp to train their troops and will be back after dinner."
"Such a promising young man from the Qiao family!" Old Master Chu exclaimed sincerely.
I thought the family that adopted Sisi was just an ordinary farming family, but I never imagined they were all formidable.
Even though they were just farmers, they relied on their own abilities to forge a bright path.
“Grandpa, none of us are as capable as Lian’er. Lian’er is the local military advisor, personally appointed by General Guan.”
Qiao Dayong smiled and said that everyone, including Lian'er, calls each other "Grandpa" and "Grandma," which makes it seem unified and affectionate.
"What?" Old Master Chu and Old Madam Chu exclaimed in unison, unable to believe it.
This news is even more shocking.
"You mean, Lian'er became the garrison's military advisor at the age of thirteen?" Old Master Chu asked somewhat haltingly.
Overjoyed and excited, I knew it had to be true, I couldn't have misheard.
This is his own granddaughter.
Qiao Lian'er took out the strategist token and handed it to Grandpa Chu: "Grandpa, I was lucky. I came up with some ideas and happened to win a battle, so I became this strategist."
Since becoming a strategist, General Guan has summoned her several times. Now that there are no battles to fight, they have been discussing troop deployment and formations to train soldiers and prepare them for future battles.
Old Master Chu is an official, so how could he not see that this token is genuine?
I touched and stroked it repeatedly, feeling a mix of emotions.
His granddaughter, whom he had never met, was exceptionally intelligent. Her mind had transcended national and familial righteousness, benefiting the country and its people.
I was truly pleasantly surprised, and even felt unworthy of such a wonderful granddaughter, feeling that my current dejected and depressed state was not good enough for her.
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