Chapter 6: Change!

"There is no such reason! My niece of the Helian family, the eldest daughter of Jinzhi Yuye, was actually bullied by the children born by such a lowly maidservant as Zhu Xiaoyan? At that time, she was just a domestic slave of my Helian family! Now he dares to climb on your head. Is there any king's law in the world? Isn't he afraid of being impeached by the imperial historian?

Seeing that Uncle Helian was angry and rushed to the crown and immediately rushed to seek justice for himself, Song Zichu hurriedly said, "Auncle, please calm down! Uncle, you know about this. Such things are fearless because they are not easy for us to publicize. It's also strange that Zichu simply doesn't know how to protect himself, otherwise, how can he be poured down by them with a few glasses of wine? It's all Zichu's bad. Uncle, please don't ruin your body for those obscene popularity.

Seeing Song Zichu's clever and sensible tone with a kind of fear of the Song family, Helian Haoran became more clear that in the past few years, he has ignored his niece because of his resentment towards his brother-law with resentment, which made the poor child's situation be so miserable.

At this moment, he had already thrown away his previous dissatisfaction with Song Zichu's ideas, and his heart was full of self-reproach and guilt.

It is said that men don't shed tears easily. As the head of the Helian family, he is even more an emotional person. At present, he didn't say anything more. He only called people to go to the kitchen to arrange a delicate breakfast for Zichu, and sent someone to Songfu in time to inform him in case Zhu Xiaoyan's maidservant took the opportunity to take Zichu's famous festival.

Soaking in the warm and fragrant bathtub, Song Zichu enjoyed the rare tranquility of this moment. She was afraid that the maid she served would see that there was something wrong with the scars on her arm, so she simply dismissed them all. After bathing and putting on a new and exquisite clothes, she went to the dressing table again and treated the scars before calling people to come in to serve.

"Miss, this way, please. The old lady should have had breakfast and is still drinking tea!"

Song Zichu was taken to a spacious, luxurious and magnificent courtyard. Looking at the precious flowers and trees and exquisite rockery fish ponds planted in the yard, she was only about to keep a few giant pandas in the yard. She secretly spit out her tongue.

Local tycoon! This lineage, not to mention ancient times, even in modern times, can definitely be called superior.

"Is the cousin here? Unfortunately, the old lady has just been helped to change her clothes. Please sit down and wait for a moment, and the maid will be there to let you know. Xiangqiao, why don't you make tea for your cousin?"

Seeing Song Zichu and his party coming in, a girl came out of the main room of the yard.

It seems that she is not young, but she is not a matan. In her twenties, she is definitely an old leftover woman in this era, but she is by no means an idle maid.

Zichu's eyes turned and shouted affectionately to her: "Okay, sister."

The maid smiled at her, and the content in her eyes was much milder. After sitting down in the main room, Song Zichu turned around and saw a picture hanging on the wall.

The woman in the painting is somewhat similar to today's fleshy identity, but somewhat different.

The old lady gave birth to three sons in her life, but Song Zichu only had one daughter from her mother. It needless to say that the woman in this portrait must be Zichu's mother.

In his mind, the maids lifted the old lady out of the back with rattan chairs. Song Zichu quickly got up and walked over. When he approached, he secretly used the face change he had practiced since he was a child to change his face a little.

"Cui'er! Cuier, you are finally back! Mother misses you so much, my son, why are you so cruel that you haven't come back after leaving your mother for so long?

Seeing that the old lady was so confused that she couldn't speak, she suddenly hugged Song Zichu's crying. Everyone present was stunned. At this time, Helian Haoran also pushed through the crowd and came in.

He separated the old lady and took Song Zichu's hand and comforted her, "Okay, mother, mother, my sister is back, and she will come to see you often in the future. Don't worry, I will pick up my sister whenever you want to see her in the future.

"Okay, okay, okay, I'm relieved if you say so."

After saying that, the old lady turned around and stared at Song Zichu. Seeing that her chaotic eyes seemed to be a little drowsy, Zichu hurriedly said, "You are tired. Let me go in and have a rest with you!"

The old lady held her hand tightly until she fell asleep.

Zichu walked out of the dormitory and looked at his complicated uncle sitting on the couch and looking at himself. Seeing her lift the bead curtain, he waved to her and said, "Zichu, come here, my uncle has a few words to say to you."

When he was sent back to Song Mansion by the magnificent, exquisite and gorgeous carriage of Helian Mansion, Song Zichu's momentum was obviously a little high.

"Oh! Who is this? Sister, why did you come back now? Where did you go last night?

"That's right, sister, we turned around last night and didn't see you. Later, we were looking for it!"

Listening to these shameless remarks, Song Zichu sneered in his heart. She asked indifferently, "Oh? Really? It turns out that my sisters care about me so much, and I'm really moved!"

Seeing that her reaction and look were faint, Song Zilan and several others could not continue to talk about it. He just asked Zichu how he went to Helian Mansion, and asked how Helian Mansion was towards her. Zichu was too lazy to answer these questions and only said, "That's my mother's mother's house. My uncle and grandmother are all there, which is naturally good for me."