Pulling the pillow on his ears, Song Jin murmured, "What are you doing outside? Get up early!"

Wanxi held her chin and sat on the small stool next to Song Jin's bedside.

"Master, you are married today."

I felt that the sound came from the top of her head. As soon as Song Jin turned over, he looked at Wanxi's eyes and almost touched the tip of his nose.

After getting up, Song Jin looked up at Wan Xi, "Why are you so close to me?"

Happy...

"It's not what you said. Every day at dawn, let the little one stay here!"

That look: Do you think I am willing?

Song Jin...

What's wrong with this original owner?

Sleep by yourself and let the servant stay by your head?

He tugged with disgust and Song Jin said, "No need to go back in the future. You should sleep on your own. By the way, when will the new wife come in?"

"I'm already on the road, and I'm afraid I'll be here if I have half a stick of incense." After a pause, Wanxi hesitated and bit her lip and looked at Song Jin.

Song Jin understood what she was thinking and patted her shoulder, "Don't worry, I can accept the person my father is optimistic about, as long as the old man feels comfortable."

Wanxi's hesitant eyes were shocked, and after the shock, it was complicated.

With his eyes twitched, Wan Xi took out the wedding robe from behind, "Then master, you can change it yourself."

Song Jin...

He looked at the wedding robe with a confused look on his face.

What?

She changed?

His confused eyes moved from the joyful robe to Wanxi.

Wanxi pulled the corners of her mouth and grinned her teeth, "I just said that I am the eldest master today and you are married."

Song Jin jumped up directly from the bed and pointed at himself with his back finger, "I? Am I not my father? Why did he become me? Didn't he say yesterday that it was my father's re-string?"

Wanxi nodded.

"Yesterday, the master said that he wanted to re-string, but after a night of careful consideration, he decided to let you marry him."

Song Jin...

Nani?~

A huge black question mark face applied to her face.

"I'll marry?"

Song Jin ran away on the spot.

"Are you sure, you heard it wrong?"

Wan Xi shook her head, "I asked Uncle Han Bai repeatedly seventy-two times. It's okay, it's your master, you marry me."

Song Jin...

She wanted to whistle to the sky.

"I'll go and ask my dad!"

What's this called?

The person who was originally going to marry her father is now going to marry her!

Moreover, she is a woman!

Isn’t this man married in? He isn’t he a widow?

She can't do such a beastly thing.

After pulling the robe that she wore every day, Song Jin raised his foot and walked out.

Wanxi hurriedly caught up.

However, Song Jin took two steps and suddenly stopped.

Wanxi hurriedly braked, "Master?"

Song Jin pursed his lips and shook his head, and turned back, "No, my father must have a reason for doing this. If I go to make trouble with my father now, I will only show jokes to others. If I want to get married, I must have invited many guests at home. I can't give my father a face."

Wanxi was dumbfounded.

When did her master start to put himself in the shoes of the master?

This is really... touching.

As the joys moved by himself, Song Jin had already put on his wedding robe alone.

"Let's go, let's go find my dad."

Overnight, the entire Song house was covered with red lanterns and red silk, and was full of joy.

Song Jin went out wearing a wedding robe. Seeing this, the servant sent by Mr. Song to look at the wind at the gate of the courtyard, he pulled his feet and ran towards Mr. Song's study.

"Master, Master, the eldest master came out wearing a wedding robe."

The study door was not closed, and the servant ran in panting.

Mr. Song, who was originally sitting behind the desk, was shocked and stood up, "What did you say?"

The servant breathed a sigh of relief, "Master, the eldest master is out wearing a wedding robe."

Mr. Song...

how so!

He said he wanted to re-string, but Song Jin did not object.

But he can't really re-string. Once he re-strings, he will be the serious Mrs. Song. With his status, the wives and wives in Yuzhou will definitely come to visit.

Therefore, you can only take a concubine.

But that person disagreed with taking a concubine.

After thinking about it all night and wasting three hairs, he thought of this peerless idea.

Let Song Jin get married.

According to his understanding of Song Jin, Song Jin would never agree to get married.

But the bride was already on the road, and the arrow was on the string and had to be fired. The end result was that Song Jin left home in anger, and the bride stayed alone in the empty room.

In this way, all three parties are happy.

But now, Song Jin agrees?!

Why should she agree?

Mr. Song wants to whistle to the sky!

He is too difficult!

However, before Master Song could come out, Song Jin was already wearing a red wedding dress and entered the study door.

Mr. Song...

Frowning his eyes, he looked at Song Jin with a melancholy look on his face.

What should he say?!

The father and son looked at each other, and the air stagnated for a while.

Song Jin took the lead in breaking the silence, "Dad, my son doesn't blame you. If you do this, you must have your last resort. My son said yesterday, and I will listen to you from now on."

Mr. Song...

Who told you to listen to me!

If you are so mean, why should you be a filial son?

Why!

Also, you are a woman, why do you want to marry a wife? Isn’t this enlightenment at all?

yesterday……

Yesterday I thought you were just angry. After all, you left me, and you turned around and went to Fengyinglou and found a beautiful woman.

He looked at his son with his eyes frowned, and Mr. Song's chest was blocked and a little painful.

But now that's the matter, what can I do?

While the two looked at each other, Han Bai came in from outside.

After looking at Song Jin in wedding dress, Han Bai frowned and said to Master Song: "Master, the sedan chair has arrived at the entrance of the alley. If you have half a stick of incense, you will reach the door."
To be continued...