Abandoned daughter takes charge of the family, so rich that even the best people can't envy

The next day, early in the morning, Song Jinxiu sent someone to pick up Qiu Sheng and the others from the school.

Although tomorrow is a holiday, the parents of the village children have come all the way to the capital and must be missing their children so much that they are eager to see them. It is better to let them meet earlier.

Also, I am about to go on an expedition to Southern Xinjiang, and I have some words I want to tell my younger brother.

Just after breakfast, Qiu Sheng and a group of friends came back. When they saw their mothers, they immediately rushed over, crying "Ao Ao".

The joy of reunion once again filled the entire princess's mansion.

Song Youyu's wife watched her son grow taller and stronger. He wore the same silk clothes as Qiu Sheng, with a diamond-shaped headband made of colorful brocade, and two servants, one tall and one short, followed behind him.

She was stunned.

Is this her dark and skinny son?

Could this be some young nobleman from the capital pretending to be someone else?

"mother"

Only when she heard her son's voice did she believe that this was really her son.

At first, although she knew that it was a great fortune for her son to be valued by the young clan leader and brought to the capital to go to school, she still couldn't help but worry. She even dreamed more than once that her son had left his hometown and was living under someone else's roof, and it was not easy for him to study.

Now it seems that the princess and the young clan leader don’t treat their son as an outsider at all, they raise him like a young master!

Song Youyu's wife knelt down in front of Song Jinxiu. She didn't say any words of gratitude, but just sincerely pulled her son to kowtow three times to Song Jinxiu.

The others felt the same as Song Youyu's wife. After seeing the changes in their son and his behavior as a master who openly ordered the maids and servants to do things in the princess's mansion, the slight worry in their hearts turned into gratitude.

The village head looked at the children and said solemnly: "When drinking water, one should remember the well digger. As a person, one should not forget his roots..."

While the head of the village and Old Fifth Master were giving ideological and political education to the children, Song Jinxiu took her younger brother and sister to the next door.

The three siblings whispered to each other for a while, and then Song Jinxiu told them that she was going to southern Xinjiang.

"What? You want to go to Southern Xinjiang? No, no, absolutely not, my girl, I don't want you to go."

The ones who reacted most strongly were not Xiao Qiu Sheng and Xiao Jin Fang, but their scumbag father who had been following them everywhere.

The scumbag dad's face was full of horror.

Song Qiusheng also had a stern face. "Sister, aren't you a princess? Why would the emperor send you to Southern Xinjiang? Did something happen to my brother?"

Song Jinxiu was stunned.

Xiao Qiusheng has been eating and sleeping well in the past six months, and his little body is no longer as thin as a bean sprout.

A child of seven or eight years old with protruding front teeth that were about to fall out was very funny, but his eyes were full of stubborn worry, which softened Song Jinxiu's heart.

She didn't expect the child to be so sensitive. Was it because she hadn't protected him well?

How can you be so worrying and insecure at an age when you should be carefree?

Yes, I am too busy and always ignore the little one's psychological growth.

She quickly comforted him, "No, my brother is fine. I heard he was promoted to centurion. My eldest sister's trip to Southern Xinjiang has nothing to do with him."

She glanced at her younger sister, who looked nervous after hearing Qiu Sheng's words, and her scumbag father, who was about to cry.

She smiled and comforted her sister, "It's really not that my brother is in trouble. You know, I'm not an ordinary person. I want to go to the battlefield in southern Xinjiang to see if there is a good way to end this war as soon as possible. Let my brother come back soon."

Then she glared at her scumbag father again: "Hold back your tears, my brother is fine, and I will be fine too. My brother and I will come back together unharmed, who are you crying for?

Humph! Xiao Qiusheng has no sense of security, and it's all because of you, a scumbag father. You are still acting like this now, which is really infuriating.

After a round of explanation, she dispelled her brother and sister's groundless speculations, and began to tell them one by one.

Xiao Qiu Sheng was going to school and she was not in the capital. She was afraid that he would be bullied, so she left behind a team of secret guards.

Song Jinfang was Fang Ziyu's apprentice, also a disciple of the Xuantian Sect. Song Jinxiu had Baby-Faced Bai Yu and Scarface Bai Ze stay behind to protect her, with Ghost Valley Poison Lady also always by her side. Her master Fang Ziyu and her own senior brother Xuan Zhenzi were also in the capital.

The Princess's Mansion has its own guards, all of whom are awarded by the Emperor. So there is no need to worry about the safety of the Princess's Mansion.

After the safety of her family was properly arranged, she said:

"Little brother, listen to your second sister at home. Jinfang, I'll leave the house to you. Chuyi will be in charge of the hot pot restaurant, so you don't have to worry about it. If you are too busy, you can ask Aunt Chang for help. If there is anything, please discuss it with uncle. As for mother, you two should also take care of her for me."

She patted her sister's head gently and said, "I'm sorry for making you bear so much at such a young age."

Song Jinfang quickly said, "Sister, you've worked so hard. If you have any work, just leave it to me. I'm very happy to be able to help you."

After explaining everything to her younger brothers and sisters, Song Jinxiu went to tell her mother that she was going to lead her troops to southern Xinjiang.

Song Sanzhu followed behind crying, and Song Jinxiu couldn't stand it any longer. "Qiu Sheng is at home, why are you following me instead of staying with your son?"

Song Sanzhu: "What should I do? You've already told Qiu Sheng and Jin Fang everything, but you didn't take care of me. Dad only has you three left to rely on, so you can't just ignore me."

Song Jinxiu: "Are you my son?"

Song Sanzhu: "No, my daughter, I am your father."

Song Jinxiu was furious, "You still know that you are my father?"

Song Jinxiu frowned at the bewildered father, "Since you know it's our father, Qiu Sheng and Jin Fang are still young, so you should stay at home and take good care of them. When I come back from southern Xinjiang, if I find that they have lost weight, I will hold you accountable."

"Hey! Don't worry, my daughter. Daddy promises that they won't lose a pound of weight." Song Sanzhu suddenly became energetic.

Song Jinxiu: This is a fool.

Song Jinxiu was too lazy to pay attention to him and told Li Chengdao: "Take good care of my father. I will leave Youfeng and Youyu here. If there is anything, let them find Zhu Beichen."

"Yes."

When others heard that Song Jinxiu was going to southern Xinjiang to supervise the army, the princess's mansion suddenly became noisy.

Tian Xinghua's eyes were red, and she looked at her helplessly, "Do I have to go?"

Her eldest son went to southern Xinjiang, and she prayed to the south almost every night, hoping that the gods would bless her son to return safely.

Now the eldest daughter wants to go too?

"Don't they say women can't go to the battlefield?"

Song Jinxiu smiled and said, "Yiming is a female general. Mother, I have to go to Southern Xinjiang. I'll ask you and uncle to take good care of Qiu Sheng and Jin Fang."

Tian Xinghua sighed, "My dear child, I am your mother. Taking care of my children is my duty. Why do you ask for a favor?"

Song Jinxiu also realized that she had spoken out of turn.

No matter what their parents are like, in Song Jinxiu's heart, the four siblings are the real family.

Maybe it was the fledgling complex, the first thing she saw when she came through was the four brothers and sisters relying on each other for survival.

Even with the arrival of her mother, the addition of her stepfather, and the persistent following of her biological father, none of these could surpass the friendship between her four siblings.

So, when she was going to southern Xinjiang, the first people she wanted to inform were her younger brothers and sisters. They were also the ones she was most worried about.