Chapter 124: Rebirth
Song Qingwan stood up, bowed and greeted Hua Lao and the others, then looked at her father with a look of trepidation and helplessness.

"I think it's better for me to cover the matter with you here, otherwise, I'm afraid that mother will chase you around the yard with a butcher knife. It's my fault for not raising my child well."

She did this entirely out of consideration for her father. It was well-intentioned and it definitely couldn't be her fault.

Father Song scratched his head. Normally, in the summer, neighbors would sit under the poplar trees and chat and enjoy the cool air. But it was winter now, so it wouldn't be good to be exposed to the wind, right?
But seeing that his daughter was in such a dilemma, Father Song also lifted up his skirt and squatted down, "Xiao Xie and Xiao Le, go get some stools. It's hard for Elder Hua to suffer along with you.

This child must have encountered difficulties. "Song's father was very apologetic to Hua Lao and felt particularly distressed for his daughter.

This kid is in big trouble, isn't he?

Of course, Old Hua didn't mind at all. He had been a beggar before, so this was not even a difficulty. What was there to be embarrassed about?
The guest should follow the host's wishes. Moreover, now that he has followed the trend of the times, he has become a subordinate of the Song family. "It's okay. If the young lady doesn't mind, let me listen as well. Maybe I can give you some suggestions."

Song Qingwan blushed at this. Oh my God! Was her romantic affair really going to be told in public and studied? Isn't that bad?
She: It doesn’t matter anyway, she’s just worried that her dad won’t be able to take it.

When Xie Qingcheng and Le Fei moved the stools to the door together, Situ Boliang, Mo Shou and others also followed them out.

Everyone exchanged greetings and sat down. "What happened? Do we have to have a meeting at the door?" The neighbors were already peeking in. Was that okay?

Lao Tietou was a little confused, but now that he was a backbone of the Song family, he had to attend the meeting and support the Song family.

Song Qingwan wiped her face with both hands, and slapped herself twice to wake herself up. Forget about her brain, it seemed to be offline all the time, so she just let it float.

After her face turned more red, Song Qingwan said calmly, "It's not a big deal. I just accidentally ate the Crown Prince~"

This is what happened. The next moment, Father Song rolled his eyes and was about to faint.

Song Qingwan quickly stepped forward and pinched his philtrum, "Dad! Dad! Don't get excited, I haven't finished eating yet, he is still innocent, and his parents don't seem to object, so there should be no need to execute all nine clans~"

Song Qingwan was very anxious, but had to lower her voice deliberately. It was so painful, sob~ So, beauty can harm people.

Hearing this, Song Dad rolled his eyes for a moment, then instantly returned to normal, straightened up and asked, "What's the matter? Is the prince really not capable?"

Father Song was extremely curious. He was quite confident in his daughter's beauty. After all, it was a combination of himself and his wife, so it couldn't be bad.

Therefore, if the matter did not work out, it must be the Crown Prince's fault. Moreover, that man never approached women. Father Song felt that his semi-monastic status was most likely used to cover up the fact that he was impotent.

This is clearly a pit of fire, and I can't let my daughter jump into it. "Wanwan, you should break up with him, right? As long as we're not caught in bed together, I won't acknowledge it."

In Song Dad's opinion, a perfect life means having old people above and young people below, with the one in the middle being the most important. There is no way to cultivate feelings without mutual support, and a marriage without feelings cannot be considered happy.

Song Qingwan's face was a little awkward. She had to admit that her father was very bold and she thought that he would consider the man's identity first.

As a result, he pays more attention to his daughter's sexual happiness. What a good father!

Song Qingwan looked at her stunned subordinates and sucked her teeth. So, it was her father who could calm the situation. "He is not impotent~" It was still very strong, but this kind of thing did not need to be discussed with the elders.

"Dad, our status is too low. We will probably be beaten by the royal family and attacked by the upper class. Life will be difficult for Song Sheng." This is the most important thing.

Therefore, Song Qingwan had to speak in front of her subordinates and ask them to come up with some ideas. It was better than for her, a foreigner who was not familiar with the rules of the world, to rush in with brute force.

Unexpectedly, Father Song waved his hands repeatedly and said nonchalantly, "What are you afraid of? When you were a child, an old monk had your fortune told.

People say, 'The times are changing and the one who is flexible can be reborn, and he who is flexible can rule the world.' If he doesn't serve you, it's hard to say who will be the final ruler of the world."

Of course, the Song family never took fortune-telling seriously, but as for Song Qingwan's change, the Song family, who had received the prediction from the monk, quickly accepted the different Song Qingwan.

Anyway, she was their daughter, so what else could they do? They tried their best to deal with fate and destiny, but they couldn't force it, so they could only accept it.

Everyone was shocked once again. They knew that Song Qingwan was very powerful, but they didn't expect her to be so mysterious.

Precisely because Song Qingwan was so special, several people quickly believed what Song's father said, and they all couldn't help but get excited and wanted to rebel immediately.

Even Old Hua was beaming with joy. It turned out that this was his descendant. The Song family was not destined to die out. He was the one who would send them straight to heaven.

Song Qingwan's heart skipped a beat. She was particularly sensitive to the word "rebirth". So, was this fate?
And, could it be that Dad's arrogance and confidence came from her? However, "Dad, it's good to have a little faith in this kind of thing, but it's not good to be superstitious.

We can’t just lie down and win the world, right? The situation is not good now, we must find a way.”

God knows, Song Qingwan's original intention was just to make some money. Besides, why did they have to discuss such things at the door? Although the sound would not be revealed, what if someone understood lip reading?
Okay, so Father Song said this with his mouth covered, just to anger those suspected spies to death, and then he put on a big display of the Song family. Are you afraid of the Seven Slave Saints?
If all else fails, there is also the think tank Hua Lao. Shouldn’t those who want to bully the Song family consider whether they can afford the consequences?
"What's the big deal? We are poor and have only one life, why should we worry too much?
Just follow the trend, take advantage of it, build momentum, and ride on it. Nothing can be built without destruction. "Dad Song never looked back when doing anything, he just kept moving forward.

Elder Hua also nodded in appreciation and said, "That's right. For now, we can take advantage of the situation to plan, accumulate momentum, start with the momentum, and break through with strength. Only then can the difficulties be easily resolved."

The big guys are always calm, so why should a rookie like her be anxious? With her father behind her, she could do whatever she wanted. Song Qingwan suddenly felt brighter.

Fortunately, no one chased her and asked her whether she would get married or not. Maybe they all knew that the timing was not right and the situation was not favorable for her, so they waited and saw.

What they need to do now is, "Girl, let's take advantage of the popularity and start our business. It will definitely be booming," Situ Boliang suggested.

In this world, what can you do without money? The reason why the seven slave saints were slaves was actually half because they were poor, so they could only live a rich life by relying on the power of their masters.

In life, it is right to seek wealth and save yourself first, and then seek other contributions and meaning.

Even the ancients knew that it was better to do business while it was hot, so Song Qingwan had nothing to say.

This wave of advertising can indeed be free, but the products sold must be changed to general items, rather than niche items such as horseshoes.

Second update finished~
What kind of product should Wanwan make?