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Chapter 232 Personal Discipline

"Mom, are you okay?" Lin Qingxue hurriedly supported Liu.

Liu closed his eyes and shook his head, and said angrily: "It's okay, I can't die."

Seeing my mother doing this, Song Heng regretted that he was too harsh.

"Your own son, you can take care of whatever you want in the future! I won't care anymore!" After Liu said that, he turned around and helped Madam Wang to leave the ancestral hall.

After Liu left, Lin Qingxue looked at Song Heng with a remorse and said, "Husband, I have something wrong, I have not disciplined Ziling well. However, Ziling is not where I am. I really don't want to strictly manage it. I can only take good care of his diet, daily life and preach."

Song Heng turned sideways, lowered his head, looked at Lin Qingxue and said, "You don't need to blame yourself. I understand your difficulties, you have done a good job."

Although my mother asked Qingxue to control Ziyu and Ziling with her, Ziyu and Ziling were not born by Qingxue after all. In this mansion, her biological mother was still there. She should be afraid that if she controls Ziyu and Ziling strictly, it would make Wan'er unhappy.

Lin Qingxue felt a little relieved when she heard Song Heng say this.

It seems that my husband did not doubt her, but only felt that the old lady Liu had spoiled Song Ziling.

However, now that my husband is going to discipline Ziling himself, how can she make Song Ziling go further and further on the road of a playboy? It seems that in the future, she can only rely on the book boy named Xiao Wu.

The doctor came to see Song Ziling, left some ointment and left. The doctor said that his injury was worse than the last time and he would have to rest for a few more days.

After dinner in the evening, Song Heng asked someone to call Youfu to the study.

After "General" was blessed to enter the house, he saluted Song Heng.

Song Heng nodded, looked at him and asked, "Your injury is better? Have you seen it with the doctor?"

"Reply to the general," Youfu said: "It's much better. The eldest lady asked Miss Qiuju to give the young man money, and the young man had already seen it with the doctor."

"Madam?" Song Heng frowned.

Youfu nodded and said, "The eldest lady also saw that day. When she saw that Xiao was injured, she asked Qiuju to give the money to the doctor to see him."

Since she knew that Zi Ling had done such a bastard, why didn't she care about it? She didn't tell her?

She is really cruel as a mother. She really cares about her children and doesn't care about them anymore.

"When did that bastard, Song Ziling, start riding you as a horse?"

Youfu thought for a while and said, "Some days have started after the eldest lady woke up. The eldest lady had seen it once before and taught the second young master a lesson, but the old lady did not let the eldest lady discipline the young master and the young lady anymore."

That time, Wan'er beat Ziling because she saw that he would be blessed to ride a horse. Last time, she got this result for discipline, and she would ignore it when she saw it! Moreover, the most important thing is that my mother didn't let her discipline her two children.

"In the future, if Zi Ling dares to do this again, you will come and tell me that I will discipline him. Also, you should keep a close eye on the young master in the future. If he has any mistakes in his words and deeds, tell me immediately. From today on, I will discipline him personally, and you don't have to be afraid of him."

Youfu hesitated for a moment, nodded and said, "I know."

Song Heng gave him a few more words of blessing and asked him to leave the study.

The next day, Shen Wan heard from Qiu Ju that Song Heng had beaten Song Ziling.

After learning that Song Heng beat him, she clapped her hands and praised her.

On this day, Qiao Mu rested.

A fellow businessman from his first visit to the Imperial City asked him to have dinner at Zhaixinglou, and specially ordered the most popular kimchi and sour robu duck soup in Zhaixinglou.

When the vegetables were served, Qiao Mu saw that the kimchi was exactly the same as the pickled vegetables that the eldest lady had pickled for him.

Although he was very shocked, he did not make any statement. On the way back home, a bold idea emerged from his mind.

That is, the popular kimchi in this Zhaixing Tower was written by the eldest lady.

If this is true, then this lady is doing a big thing in silence! This kimchi has now become a tribute dish and has been sent to the palace. The business of Zhaixing Tower is so good. How much money does this lady have to earn!

After Qiao Mu returned to the general's mansion, he went directly to Qiushiyuan and stood at the entrance of the courtyard. He hesitated whether to go in.

"Brother Qiao?" Qiuju returned to the yard with a basket on her back. Seeing Qiaomu standing by the door, she called her.

"Miss Qiuju, where are you from?" Qiaomu turned around and looked at Qiuju and asked.

Qiuju replied with a smile: "Mrs. I want to eat fish at night. Today I went to the market late and didn't buy it. I just went to the big kitchen to buy one."

"Buy?" The eldest lady is also the owner of this mansion. She wants to eat fish and let the big kitchen make it directly. Why do you still need to buy it?

Qiuju nodded and said, "People say that my wife's monthly routine includes food expenses. The things in the big kitchen are not as good as our Qiushiyuan. If I want their fish, I have to buy them. I spent a tael of silver to buy one."

I don’t know how many fish I can buy for one tael of silver. The nanny in the kitchen, I don’t know how many times the amount of silver I have collected. But there is no way, who made the wife want to eat it!
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