"Respected elders of the Song family, please forgive Wuya's mistake just now, for not inviting you into the central tent!" Madam Wuya apologized first.
Facing the most beautiful woman on the grassland, Song Dekui was even more flustered than Lin Qingyuan: "Madam, you're too kind...you're too kind! It was Xiaoyun who forgot, it has nothing to do with you, Madam."
Madam Wuya smiled slightly: "It's also my fault for not giving Ali a chance to speak."
Although Song Dekui said he wanted to blame Song Liyun, he was relieved that Madam Wuya had taken the blame.
As a man, he doesn't understand the issues between mothers-in-law and daughters-in-law, but it's a great thing that elders can put aside their pride and speak up for the younger generation.
The meeting ceremony only ended after Bahrain bowed respectfully to Mrs. Uya.
A long table was set up inside the tent, where a dozen or so people were drinking milk tea and chatting politely about the ups and downs of their journey.
Lin Qingyuan, at this moment, appeared as a refined and courteous young gentleman, engaging in a question-and-answer session with Madam Wuya.
Balin also asked Granny Qi about some tribal matters, and they were both very polite to each other.
Song Dekui, meanwhile, was enjoying his piping hot milk tea.
He had drunk this in a tribe in Bahrain, but although they looked the same, they tasted very different.
Little did he know that Balin could only use coarse tea bricks, and that the tea Lady Uya drank was a tribute that Zhao Tingduo brought back from the Hecheng Garrison.
After the Wuda tribe left Xiashi Pass, Marquis Zhao Yanjiao of Zhenbei also left Hecheng and returned to the capital. However, he sent a lot of things to the garrison headquarters, saying they were for his son Zhao Tinglei.
Zhao Tinglei naturally knew that his father couldn't let go of Madam Wuya in his heart. He kept all the things he received, and his third brother could take them whenever he came.
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