Mrs. Song was kind-hearted, and she was always afraid that Song Chuyi and Song Xuan would harbor resentment towards each other because of the Cui family's affairs. At that time, they were indeed both at fault, and now that Song Yi is like this, it can't help but make people feel cold. According to her idea, it would be better to clean up the main house of the second courtyard and have Song Chuyi and Song Xuan live in two separate courtyards.

  Song Chuyi thought for a moment and refused----- Song Yi was not yet forty, and sooner or later he would have to marry a wife. At that time, the main house would still have to be vacated, let alone the rules of the Bo Mansion, where boys over nine years old had to live in another courtyard, better early than late.

  "Grandma, we're not living in a proper manner either. After all, without adults around, it's already fortunate that we can just sweep the courtyard and garden. If Father were to hear about this, he would probably be unhappy too."

  Now Song Yi is in a state of anger and despair, if he hears that he and Song Yan are going to move to the second house, with his soft ears, he might think that Li's death has some conspiracy.

  Thinking of this, she couldn't help but chuckle to herself. Both were his daughters, yet Song Chuning was the one who truly needed his protection and care in his heart now.

  As soon as Song Yi was mentioned, Old Lady Song's right eyelid twitched violently. She grabbed a handkerchief from beside her and pressed it against her eyelid, also suppressing the shock in her heart. She let out a silent sigh.

  "That's okay." She thought for a moment and picked out two places: "I think the Chu Zhou Guan in Taohua Village is quiet, let Ayan live there. The Guan Yu Yuan opposite the arch bridge of Taohua Village is also good, but there are many flowers and trees everywhere, and there will be many mosquitoes in summer, so someone has to clean it thoroughly before it's okay."

  They were all in the garden, and it was two pairs of faces. Separated by a bridge, they arrived at Song Chuyi's very satisfied smile.

  Mrs. Song told Yushu to fetch the almanac and plan a good day for them to move in.

  At this point, she thought of the servants who came to ask if there was anyone suitable for Song Chu-yi to serve Song Yan. Originally, most of the people brought back from the Cui family were dismissed by Li Shi on various grounds, and the remaining ones were all given by Li Shi as useless people. Not to mention that something happened, even if nothing happened, Old Lady Song couldn't bear to have such servants serving her.

  Song Chuyi nodded and told Old Lady Song her plan: "I have a few maidservants like Zi Yun who brought some third-grade maids with them a few months ago. They all seem fine, and their ages are suitable too. I was thinking of letting them attend to Ah Yuan first. As for the young servants and study boys, we can select them from the village."

  Mrs. Song knew that Song Chuyi must have thought it over carefully, and there was nothing to pick on, so she agreed, and then assigned Jiang Poye from her own servants to take care of the young maids in place of Song Xian.

  After talking for a morning, Old Lady Song's spirit quickly couldn't keep up, so Song Chuyi took the opportunity to excuse herself and leave. Just after turning around the corner of the corridor, she ran into Song Yi head-on.

  Song Yi saw her and was even more frightened than if he had seen a ghost, his eyes wide with fear as he took several steps back.

  Song Chuyi also had some slow reactions at first, but after seeing Song Yi's expression clearly, she couldn't help but feel both amused and annoyed. After a moment of rapid thinking, she collected her exposed emotions and respectfully greeted Song Yi with a bow.

  The girl in front of him was no different from the daughter he had known and loved all along, but for some reason, looking at her eyes that seemed to speak, Song Yi suddenly felt a sense of horror.

  He rolled up his sleeves and coughed a few times, calling her to get up in an unnatural tone, and the rest had nothing to say.

  After a long while, he took a glance at Song Chuyi who was still standing with her head bowed in respect and said, "How's your body recently? I heard you've been vomiting blood despite being so young."

  He said, feeling that mentioning this would inevitably bring up the Li family's affairs again, and his heart couldn't help but feel even more uneasy, so he stopped talking and instead asked Song Yan: "Why didn't Ah Yuan come over with you?"

  Song Chuyi was too familiar with Song Yi's thoughts at this moment, and strangely, she didn't feel sad either, only feeling a calmness in her heart like the still water in the old well in the courtyard, not a single ripple could be stirred.

  "Ayuan had just finished breakfast and went to school with Third Brother." Song Chuyi became even more composed: "Father, are you going to pay your respects to Grandmother?"

  Song Yi coughed a few times and perfunctorily replied, "Yes."

  He hastily passed by Song Chuyi and walked forward, but after a while, he seemed to feel that this was too obvious, so he stopped and turned his head to look at Song Chuyi, and said intermittently: "By the way, now that things have come to this point, you still know how to care about your sister, it's comforting for her father, after all, you are different from your aunt."

  Is Song Chuying concerned?！Song Chuyu immediately sensed that something was wrong and temporarily put aside the issue of what was wrong with Cui's wife, calmed down and smiled to chat with Song Yi: "After all, I am also my father's daughter, but there are many things in my grandmother's house, so I couldn't go in person."

  "This is nothing." Song Yi's heart lifted a huge stone, and he smiled as he stroked his well-groomed beard: "Since you can make your eldest daughter come, this intention is already rare."

  Lu Ying hated Song Chuning to the bone, Qing Tao and Zi Yun had been following her to serve her. The only one who had gone to Song Chuning's place was Hong Yu. And last night when Hong Yu sneaked into Song Chuning's place, it was already late at night, so it was impossible for her to meet Song Yi again. The only possibility is that she went there again today.

  Song Chuyi couldn't say whether she was more disappointed or angry in her heart, but she still wanted to tolerate Hongyu for the sake of their past relationship, and had even thought that if Hongyu could change her careless and soft-hearted ways.

  But now it's all become a joke.

  She forcibly endured all her emotions in her heart and waited respectfully until Song Yi turned around the corner and disappeared before she suddenly turned around and walked towards the main hall.

  Qing Tao knew Song Chuyi's plan, and upon hearing this, she felt a bit sorry for Song Chuyi - even if she was the one who came later, she could see that Song Chuyi's situation wasn't easy. What was Hong Yu thinking? Why did she keep sympathizing with others again and again?

  She returned to the Baoxuan with her head down, only to see Luoyi watering the flowers in the corner of the wall with a watering can. Song Chuyi called out to her and she threw the watering can over.

  "What about Hongyu?" Song Chuyi looked around but didn't see any sign of her, and his heart finally began to sink.

  Luoyi also sensed that something was wrong and stared at Qingtao Ziyun with wide eyes, seeing that they had all turned their heads away, and for a moment she felt inexplicably puzzled.

  "She's been out for a while and hasn't come back yet." She looked at Song Chuyi, feeling a bit uneasy in her heart, scratching her head in confusion: "Is the young lady looking for her? I'll go find her and bring her back."