After the birth of a woman, the whole family depends on me to bring honor to the family

Wu Ma Qingyang did not blame him, but looked at the dead black female snake. Her fingers, with a faint green light, tapped the snake's body, but to no avail.

Roufeng's poison is too powerful, and this spell of words is useless.

Wu Ma Roufeng's tail turned into legs, and his white and tender feet walked up the stone stairs. Wu Ma Qingyang brought him a pair of white pants.

"Roufeng, you need to change your temper. If you keep losing your temper, something bad will happen in the future."

Wu Ma Qingyang said with some concern.

"Mom, don't worry, Roufeng is the most patient person. But my second sister seems to be a little dishonest recently, so mother has to keep an eye on her."

A sinister light flashed in Wu Ma Roufeng's eyes. The older he got, the colder and more brutal he seemed to become, and he was always on the verge of exploding.

His jet-black hair seemed to be slowly changing color, with a few strands of blonde hair standing out. Every time he shed his skin, his appearance would change a little.

He originally thought that he would go find his wife after he had mastered the art of taming snakes, but damn, this change came so quickly, but his strength is also getting stronger and stronger.

"Roufeng, don't worry. Mother knows what the Second Princess is planning. Just wait. Mother has already made arrangements. As for your Second Sister, just give up on her!"

Wu Ma Qingyang is a decisive person. Their Wu Ma family will never get involved in the struggle for imperial power, but the second brother, that idiot, is hopeless.

Wu Ma Roufeng's emotions immediately stabilized. He was planning to kill the ignorant Second Princess at night.

Not only do I feel disgusted when I look at him all day, but he always wants to influence me without even considering his own weight.

After he stabilizes, he will continue to practice. When he is ten years old and sheds the last layer of skin, his hair will turn completely golden. At that time, he can go find his wife.

Wu Ma Qingyang watched him practice, nodded, and then left the stone chamber to resolve the matter of the second princess.

Luoshan Village.

The Song family’s ancestral tomb began to be built. Although it was called an ancestral tomb, it only belonged to Song Jushu’s mother and her father.

Actually, the Song family was an outsider household. When Song Jushu came, he was almost three years old.

The reason why the ancestral tomb was located in Luoshan Village was that it was the place chosen by Song Jushu’s parents.

How big should it be?

Thinking that she would be buried here in the future, she might as well buy a bigger one. She pondered that she and Xiaofu would be buried together in the future.

Three days later, Hua Rong returned to Huashan Village. She decorated her wedding room. Every household in the village decorated their homes with lights and colors. It was a grand occasion.

The head of Huashan Village is Huarong's aunt, who looks to be in her fifties. She smiles all day long and everyone calls her a smiling tiger.

"Which family did you marry? Does your mother know?"

"Don't worry, Auntie. I have the final say on my marriage. My mother will listen to me."

The woman's name was Huaqian. She had a smile on her face and was wearing a purple dress embroidered with peony flowers. She sat on a chair and took a sip of tea.

"Since you said so, then your aunt has nothing to say."

Qian Hua stood up and put her hands behind her back. After learning that it was the man from the Song family, her eyes were filled with strong interest.

March 30th.

Luoshan Village ushered in an unprecedented bustle. The grandson of Mr. Song got married and married into the richest family in Huashan Village.

The whole village was having a feast. It was the most grand feast ever held in the village. The table was filled with delicacies from land and sea and drinks that they could never afford in their entire lives.

Song Yu was wearing a purple dress as she escorted her second brother out. Song Yu, who loved red clothes, wore purple today. Her wardrobe was full of red clothes, and this purple one was the only one.

Song Xin was crying loudly, and the powder on her face was falling off. He tugged at Song Jing's bright red clothes, and spoke reluctantly.

"Brother, you...you must be well. No matter what the future holds, you will always be the most important in my heart. Brother, I can't bear to leave you, wuwuwuwu..."

Song Yu struggled to pull his hand away and asked her second brother to go out first, otherwise he would be late.

“Second brother… wuwuwu…”

Song Xin felt really upset, his second brother belonged to someone else. He wiped his face, and the white powder stained his sleeves white.

"Oh no, my makeup."

Song Xin hurried back to his room, took some white powder, and filled the empty spots. He looked at himself in the mirror and felt very satisfied. His fair skin would make those girls fall in love with him.

Song Yu:…………………………

It seems that she has to think of a way to change her third brother's aesthetic taste, otherwise it will be very difficult to find a husband in the future.

Song Lan held her child in her arms, feeling the pain in her heart. How could such a good girl like Jing marry into the family of those wealthy ladies?

Moreover, she had heard that the young lady of the Hua family was very fickle and had countless female confidants in Kyoto.

Of course, what Song Lan heard were just rumors that spread from one person to another, and in the end they became more and more outrageous.

She looked at Song Jing wearing a gorgeous wedding dress, which was embroidered with lifelike auspicious birds and some flowers, and inlaid with colorful gems. The waist was trimmed very close to the body, showing off Song Jing's good figure.

She couldn't afford such a gorgeous wedding dress. Although she was covered with a red veil, she could feel Jing'er's joy.

She had never seen that girl before. She was so beautiful. The two of them were simply a perfect match made in heaven.

Seeing Song Jing holding the girl's hand, Song Lan felt heartbroken. She finally missed the best person in the world.

The team leading the wedding procession was very long. Song Jing's dowry was in Changshu County, but Hua Rong, for the sake of appearance, insisted on giving her an extra-long dowry team. Not only did the Song family not lose face, but their reputation became even better.

Many girls stared at the pale-faced Song Xin. Even though he was a sick guy, they didn't despise him!

Song Xin:…………………………

Are you being polite? I'm not sick! Not sick!

Only after entering Huashan Village did I realize how huge the gap between the rich and the poor is. Not only are the villagers well-educated, but they are also united.

Hua Xin was wearing a dark red dress embroidered with peonies. She was sitting happily on the high hall, while her husband was sitting on her left.

Hua Rong's mouth was almost grinning from head to back, and she looked at Song Jing, who was covered with a veil, with eyes full of doting.

When the two of them were getting married, Song Jing felt a little nervous, but Hua Rong held his hand, which made him feel very relieved.

Huarong thought about the past and the short time they had spent together, and she felt sad.

Hua Rong's room was very large, with a faint floral scent. The servant took Song Jing into the room and then left. Song Jing was the only one in the quiet room.

He lowered his head and looked at his embroidered shoes, his eyes full of smiles. The prey had been hooked and there was no way it could escape.