Chapter 41 The Ancestor Has the Final Say
Song Ci said not to wait for the old man, which made Madam Song’s heart skip a beat, and she looked at Song Zhiyuan, what should we do?
Song Zhiyuan smiled at Song Ci and said, "Mother, why don’t we wait a bit longer? Dad said he’d be back, he should be on his way, maybe he got delayed."
"Your father’s words, how much can you trust? He might agree now, and then go back on his word in the next second. I bet the peonies and birds are more important to him than having a meal with us!" Song Ci chuckled.
It was right after Song Ci woke up and ran into Lady Peony that day that the old man took her to an old friend’s estate, claiming that the friend had acquired a superb parrot that sings, and the Imperial Yellow that had been cultivated for years had bloomed, inviting him to go appreciate it.
Obviously, peonies and the bird are more important than the old wife, and off he went, joyful as can be, with Lady Peony in tow.
The old friend was surnamed Fu, and the estate was not far from the capital. When the servant went to deliver the message, the old man said he would come back, but now that the feast was about to start, he was nowhere to be seen.
Song Ci wasn’t even the old man’s real wife, so she wasn’t used to him, and besides, she was even freer when he wasn’t around.
"Besides, how long are we supposed to wait? You adults might not be hungry, but the kids are getting hungry." Song Ci looked at the little ones.