When they arrived at Liu's house, they left Wang Fugui in the front hall on the pretext that outsiders were not allowed to enter the back house, and had Liu Qingqing taken to the back house.
In the backyard, it was Wang Xixi's world, and she could torture Liu Qingqing however she wanted...
Song Yaoyao couldn't help but give a thumbs up: [This Wang Xixi is really a talent, I admire her! ]
Guagua: [It’s so refreshing to watch! ]
Song Yaoyao: [Has Liu Qingqing ever thought about pretending to be a stepmother and making trouble for Wang Xixi? ]
Gua Gua: [Liu Qingqing’s character is that of a delicate little girl, and it is because of this that she won the love of Wang Fugui.
If she were to end up like Wang Xixi, her personality would collapse, Wang Fugui would probably dislike her, and her fate would be miserable.
Liu Qingqing's biggest backer now is Wang Fugui, and she absolutely cannot lose this backer.
Therefore, no matter how much trouble Wang Xixi made, Liu Qingqing would not act like Wang Xixi, acting like a stepmother and making trouble for Wang Xixi.
The more trouble Wang Xixi makes, the more pitiful Liu Qingqing becomes, and the more Wang Fugui will pity her. 】
Song Yaoyao: [I see.]
Now that we have finished eating the melon, it’s time to go home.
Only then did Xiao Minglang and Gao Jiayou let go of Song Qingyu.
As soon as Song Qingyu was able to move, he took Song Yaoyao and got on his own carriage.
As soon as she returned home and walked into the hall, Song Yaoyao found that her parents, and elder sister Song Qingling were waiting in the hall.
Song Yaoyao smiled awkwardly and said:
"Dad, Mom, Big Sister, you are all ah!
What day is today? Why are you all getting together?
Are you waiting for big brother? Big brother is right behind me and will be here soon.
Nothing else, I'll go back to my yard first!"
After Song Yaoyao said these words, she wanted to run to her own yard.
Minister Song roared:
"Song Yaoyao, stop right there. Why are you running? Why are you feeling guilty?"
Song Yaoyao was startled when she heard the roar.
She turned around slowly, stiffened her neck and said:
“Where did I run to?
I didn't do anything, why should I feel guilty? "
Minister Song put down the teacup, walked up to Song Yaoyao, looked her up and down, and said:
"There is a talented girl in our Song Mansion, and I, as her father, just found out about it today!
Song Yaoyao, you are really great! "
Okay, Song Yaoyao knew it was this!
She usually likes to play dumb and keep a low profile, but she didn't expect to be caught red-handed this time.
This old man is a yin-yang person. He speaks in a sour tone. What is he trying to say?
Song Yaoyao touched her nose awkwardly and said:
"That's all a blind cat catching a dead mouse. Bump, bump!"
Minister Song snorted coldly and said:
"Song Yaoyao, do you believe what you said?
This afternoon, several of us ministers were discussing matters in the emperor's study. Eunuch Wang went out for a while and came back to whisper a few words to the emperor.
Then, the emperor praised me and said, "Minister Song, you have really raised a good daughter who won the first place in the Tingyu Pavilion Poetry Competition."
At that time, I thought it was your elder sister who won the poetry competition. I even told the emperor that he was too kind. Qingling only won first place by chance...
The emperor looked at me strangely. After a long time, the emperor said, "Minister Song, you still don't understand your daughter!"
The emperor said nothing after that, and my colleagues looked at me strangely!
…
I felt strange at the time. Why would the emperor say that?
When I got home, I asked the servant to find out, and I found out that it was my inconspicuous little girl who won the first place!
Song Yaoyao, you really gave me a big surprise!"
Song Yaoyao became even more embarrassed and laughed dryly twice:
“Hey, hey, hey!”
Minister Song looked at Song Yaoyao and became even angrier:
"Song Yaoyao, stand still and stop smiling!"
Song Yaoyao quickly put away her smile and stood upright.
Minister Song continued to output:
"Song Yaoyao, Song Yaoyao, can you be more reliable?
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