Chapter 409: Not Enough
"Nonsense." Qiao Xianglan pretended to be angry. "You still have me, Xiaoci, Song Lan, and Song Tang and Hu Zi. How could you become a lonely ghost?"
"I know you've been good to me." Song Lao San hugged his wife happily, "I'm very grateful for everything over the years."
Qiao Xianglan was a little worried, her tone hesitant, "But, I never thought you were from the Zheng family... Tell me, will your mother and father dislike me, because my family is just a merchant?"
Speaking of the two people's original family background, the Qiao family is better.
But now, not to mention the opposite, the Zheng family is of an unimaginably high status. This is an old and powerful family. A behemoth that has been entrenched in the capital for many years.
"Nonsense." Song Lao San said, "Mother doesn't look like that kind of person. Besides, if they don't like you, the worst that can happen is that I won't recognize this marriage."
"That won't work." Qiao Xianglan looked confused.
"Why not?" Song Lao San's eyes were firm. "You, Xiaoci, and Xiaolan are the most important people to me. Am I the kind of person who, having parents of noble status, would not want to have a wife of my own? Then I should be struck by lightning and die. Such an unfaithful person should not be alive."
Qiao Xianglan's sadness vanished, and she smiled and hit him with her hand, "I'll teach you to talk nonsense. What about being struck by lightning and dying a miserable death? Bah, bah, bah, stop talking nonsense."
"Okay, okay." Song Lao San grinned so hard that his teeth were showing.
The two chatted for a long time and didn't rest until dawn.
The next morning, the ice and snow melted, bringing with it a hint of fresh air.
Pei Ji had official business to attend to, so he left early in the morning.
Song Ci originally wanted to set up breakfast in her parents' yard, but when the maid reported that the master and the mistress had not yet gotten up, Song Ci was a little surprised.
"Mom and Dad have never been late for school."
"Are the master and the lady too happy?" Wanxiang asked.
Don’t say it, she just said it casually, but she guessed it right.
"Maybe so. Then bring Huzi here for me to see and set the table in the house."
"Okay, ma'am." Wanxiang went to feed Hu Zi.
Tian'er and other maids served food to Song Ci. Song Ci always had a simple and light breakfast, a small bowl of rice porridge and some cold side dishes.
Hu Zi looked at the food on the table and smacked his lips. The nurse laughed and said, "Young Master, you are greedy."
Song Ci drank half a bowl, wiped her mouth, and took Hu Zi over. "In two months, you can eat some complementary food."
The nurse was startled and said in a somewhat indignant tone, "Madam, the young master needs to eat this medicine for another six months to a year. Some young masters need to eat this medicine until they are two or three years old."
She had finally managed to get this job. The Song family was generous and gave her a lot of money. With this money, she had no problem supporting her entire family, and she could even save money for her eldest son's studies.
If this baby no longer needs to be breastfed, will I be driven away too?
She was in a hurry, so her tone became a little bad.
Song Ci gave her a cold look. It was not uncommon for many wealthy families to have wet nurses. But Song Ci would never allow a child of a few years old to still be breastfed.
Besides, she understood the wet nurse's little thoughts. She simply wanted to keep the young master with her all the time, make him close to her, and control the young master's affairs in the room in the future.
"Nurse Qin, please be aware of your identity. Madam is the young master's biological mother. How could you possibly harm the young master?" Wanxiang scolded.
"But, but this servant is also for the good of the young master. Who would stop the young master from drinking milk? Human milk is the most nutritious, and many adults in wealthy families also drink it..."
Rich families are mostly dirty.
The wet nurses there not only satisfy their appetites, but also...
When Song Ci thought of this, his eyes turned cold.
She didn't mean to drive the wet nurse away, but just said that this wet nurse was so thoughtful and there was no need to keep her in the future.
Keeping him would be a nuisance, and she didn't want anyone to control Hu Zi. Hu Zi should decide for himself what he wanted to do.
"You go down."
The wet nurse moved her lips, but ultimately said nothing more and walked away.
Wanxiang: "This wet nurse is very thoughtful."
Tian'er: "I heard that among the three wet nurses in the young master's room, Nanny Qin is the most arrogant and domineering. She relies on the fact that she was the first to arrive and often bullies the other two wet nurses and does not allow them to take care of the young master."
Song Ci frowned and looked at her, "So arrogant and domineering."
Hu Zi was crying "Yeah, Yeah, Yeah" in her arms, waving a cloth tiger doll in his hands.
"This cloth tiger is not the one I made." Song Ci took a closer look.
"The one made by Madam is made of fine cotton. Although this one is well made, the fabric is very rough." Tian'er suddenly thought: "Could it be that Nanny Qin made this herself?"
Song Ci snorted coldly, "I didn't expect that she was so ambitious."
She took away the cloth tiger she made for Hu Zi, drove away the other wet nurses, and opposed her own parenting ideas. It seemed that the problem was far bigger than Song Ci had expected.
"She is such an ungrateful person. Madam found her to be a wet nurse in her house because she felt so sorry for her and her family was barely making ends meet. I thought she was an honest and decent girl, but she turned out to be so insidious." Wanxiang was very angry.
She hated people who said one thing to your face and another behind your back the most and were ungrateful.
"What's there to be angry about?" Song Ci said calmly, "Tell her to leave the mansion after finishing this month."
Giving her a month to find another way to make a living was Song Ci's last act of kindness.
Hu Zi was still yelling, nonsense flowing out of his toothless mouth, making several people laugh.
"The young master looks a lot like the lady." Tian'er said with a smile, "If I only looked at her features, I'd have thought she was the lady."
Song Ci looked at him carefully. When the child was born, everyone said that he looked like Pei Ji, but now it seems that he looks more like herself.
But isn't it natural that the child she worked so hard to give birth to should look like herself?
She thought proudly.
When Pei Ji came back that night, he heard Song Ci talking about the wet nurse and frowned, saying coldly, "You'd better just kick her out. The longer the night, the more trouble you'll have."
He didn't want to keep such a disaster around his son.
It's so disgusting.
"Her family is not doing well. Considering our relationship as master and servant, we should give her some time to find a job."
"You are kind-hearted, but others may not know how to be grateful." Pei Ji smiled, "But you are too kind, Song Ci. You like your kindness."
Song Ci glared at him and said, "If both of us were so cold-blooded, this house would be freezing to death."
"Cold? Madam, are you feeling cold? Then let me hug you." As he said that, he stretched out his hand and regardless of Song Ci's objection, he took her into his arms and kissed her delicate nose.
Song Ci blushed and reached out to push him away.
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