It was mentioned before that there would be a marriage proposal in two years, and now they say to wait a few more years, there's some contradiction—seems sketchy.
Song Ci vaguely feels something is off, glances at Song Zhiqing and sees his eyes flickering, a hint of sweat on his forehead—does this mean he's guilty?
This little rascal, what's he plotting?
Song Ci coughs and says, "The Song Family's daughters, when they come of age, we invite a nanny to the household to teach them discipline, which is proper. In the future, when they marry, they'd have some dignity and grace, ensuring people don't say our Song Family lacks decorum."
Song Zhiqing hurriedly bows his hand, "Mother is right, that's what I meant too, which is why I invited a nanny."
