Chapter 1668: A Life Well Worth Living
Chapter 1668: Chapter 1668: A Life Well Worth Living
The Song Family probably never imagined the fantasy scenario where they’d end up hurled with rotten eggs to finally end the confrontation. As soon as Song Ci appeared, with just a few words, everything was solved so smoothly?
This isn’t like what we used to see, where one would get a fierce scolding and a big incident would follow.
It’s too illogical!
Jiang was stupefied: "Just like that, it’s over?"
Song Ci chuckled: "What, do you actually want to invite everyone into the mansion for a banquet before leaving?"
Jiang awkwardly replied: "I thought we’d be pelted with a few rotten eggs."
Song Ci nodded earnestly, feigning self-deprecation: "Turns out we’re not even worthy of rotten eggs; people need to save them for their own consumption."
In times like these, when even grass roots are scarce to eat, with disasters never-ending, who wouldn’t clutch onto a few rotten eggs and save them instead of wasting them on you?
You must be dreaming, rotten eggs are still eggs, they can fill your belly and keep you alive.
Jiang: "..."
She was at a loss for words.
Fu Yunjin, seeing her mother-in-law at a loss, couldn’t help but cover her mouth with a handkerchief and giggle.
"Maybe it was just perfect timing, who knows what notice was posted over by the refugee camp, making these people leave in such a hurry. Gu, you also send someone over to gather some information." Song Ci instructed.
Madam Song smiled and agreed, letting out a breath of relief. She feared Song Ci’s appearance would further agitate the refugees, but unexpectedly, it was resolved so swiftly.
This old lady of their family, does she have magic powers?
Or perhaps, some supernatural ability?
Song Ci turned to go back to the mansion, but the blazing sun made her dizzy, and she stumbled a bit, alarming Nan Shan, who quickly supported her, then stood in front of her, bending slightly and tilting his head: "Madam, let me carry you."
"No need, the weather is so hot, if you carry me, you’d be drenched in sweat."
Nanny Gong then said: "There’s no need to be stubborn, it’ll take time to return to Chunhui Hall, have a soft sedan chair brought to carry you."
She wouldn’t let Song Ci indulge herself; after the soft sedan chair was brought, Nanny Gong personally helped Song Ci onto the chair and headed toward Chunhui Hall.
Given this weather, it’s blazing hot, one sweats even when standing still, let alone while moving.
Song Ci, at her age, her body isn’t as strong as it once was, who dares to let her have her way?
"Still, Nanny Gong always has a solution."
The group of women sighed, each got onto a soft sedan chair, letting the servants carry them; in such scorching weather, they didn’t have the heart to pity the servants.
This perfectly embodies the distinctions of social class, doesn’t it?
Song Ci returned to Chunhui Hall and freshened up; the weather, as Nanny Gong said, was sweltering. Even staying still didn’t stop the sweat from pouring, let alone venturing outside.
Upon sitting down and sipping chilled tea to cool off, she heard about the notice that was posted.
It turns out her two grandsons did good deeds again; her benevolence over the years was presented as outstanding achievements in Court.
Before Song Ci could say anything, someone came from the palace bearing gifts for her. They were from Cining Palace, delivered by Hai, the Grand Steward beside the Empress Dowager.
"Her Ladyship said, people are often ignorant; you needn’t take it to heart, taking good care of yourself is what’s important. She’s still waiting for cooler weather to invite you to the palace for a chat." Hai the Grand Steward conveyed with a cheerful smile.
Upon hearing that Empress Dowager Wang openly supported her, scolding the courtiers, Song Ci’s eyes brimmed with tears.
"Coming this far, it truly feels worth it, truly a life well-lived."
With such children and grandchildren, such lifelong friends, what regrets could this life possibly hold?
Let’s have a great toast to celebrate.