After finishing their two bowls of noodles, Song Guangtian and Song Guangdi still felt hungry and glanced longingly at Song Ruier.
Song Ruier then ordered the waiter to bring two more bowls of noodles.
Seeing this, the other members of the Song family also finished their food quickly and said, "I want another bowl too."
"And me, make more noodles and more soup."
Even if they were already full, they felt it would be a waste not to eat another bowl.
Song Ruier felt contempt for them, but she still did as they asked.
He loves people who are in dire straits; he can bribe them with just a bowl of noodles.
The two children were full after eating half a bowl of noodles, and the rest was divided up by the adults. They fought over the chopsticks, and the families finished the noodles, splattering soup all over the table.
Song Ruier tentatively asked, "Judging from your family, you don't seem to have lived a hard life before. You came to seek refuge with Princess Zhenguo. Has something happened to your family?"
Song Fusheng wiped his mouth, feeling satisfied with his meal and a sense of warmth towards the boy who had helped them.
He glared at the timid Song Guangdi with a look that seemed to want to tear him apart.
Song Guangdi lowered his head, feeling extremely annoyed.
“Our family was originally well-off, but our second son was cheated and lost all our assets. Otherwise, we would have been living a good life in the countryside and would not have wanted to come to the capital.”
Song Ruier felt a surge of satisfaction upon hearing this, but it was a pity that no one had died in the family tragedy; it would have been better if a few had died.
His face held a half-smile: "Even the best days of the past couldn't compare to the tiny bit peeking out from under the fingernails of the Princess Zhenguo."
The bearded Song Guangtian couldn't help but ask, "I've heard that the Princess Zhenguo is very popular. Just how popular is she?"
Song Ruier seemed a little embarrassed: "Well, how should I put it? Princess Zhenguo is very trusted by the Emperor. The Emperor entrusts her with many important matters and consults her on key decisions. It can be said that she is more powerful than a prince or a first-rank minister. As for how much money she has, it is immeasurable. Some people say that she has enough money to buy several large swamp countries."
As he spoke, a wave of jealousy washed over him. What Qiao Lian'er possessed now was something he could never hope to achieve even with a lifetime of effort.
They might not even be able to touch the edge.
The Song family members gasped in shock. Wasn't that the legendary position of being second only to the emperor and above ten thousand others?
Is it really possible for a person to be this rich?
Let alone a tiny bit leaking from under their fingernails, even a speck of dust blown away by a breeze from Qiao Lian'er's body would be enough to make their entire family rich.
The Song family was thrilled and filled with anticipation.
It wasn't appropriate to talk too much in the noodle shop, so Song Ruier took the whole family to a free, open park.
Song Qijin's three-year-old son saw someone passing by with candied hawthorns in hand. These candied hawthorns were very big and bright red, unlike those in the town. He reached out his hand for the candied hawthorns.
"Dad, Mom, I want to eat candied hawthorn."
Wei glanced at Song Ruier.
Song Ruier pouted and bought a string of candied hawthorns.
Seeing this, Song Qitu's daughter also tried to grab it, and the two children started fighting in the street.
This time, Song Ruier didn't interfere, knowing full well the human nature of taking advantage of others.
Especially since this family was so destitute, he was their lifeline.
Finally, Song Qitu's wife, Lin, snatched the two from her nephew and gave them to her daughter.
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