Qing Ben's black and cute demon concubine strikes

Chapter 201
Sun Gulan: "Yeah." Looking at Lingjiu, "Where's Xiaojiu? Do you want to go to the academy?"

Song Xueyi raised her head immediately, her eyes fell from Lingjiu's body to Sun Gulan.

"Snow clothes," Sun Gulan said, "The young birds are always under the wings of the big birds, so they can't grow up. A child of Xiaojiu's age should make more friends of the same age. No matter what step it is, he must go through it himself. Only after that can there be growth, if you are always influenced by us, it will make Xiaojiu lose her temper."

Although Sun Gulan's tone was soft, her eyes were serious.

Now she is really thinking about Lingjiu, and she doesn't just let Song Xueyi go.In fact, there was another reason why she said this, and that was to give Lingjiu a chance and Song Xueyi a while.

Only when we are separated can we understand some things.

Now Lingjiu is very dependent on Song Xueyi (?), Sun Gulan is afraid that this is just a habitual dependence, just because Song Xueyi is good to her, always by her side, equivalent to her relatives, playmates and friends wait.

Love is not moving and habit.

Xue Yi is stuck.As a mother, she could see it clearly, but she couldn't understand whether Xiaojiu had feelings for Xueyi in this way.After all, Xiaojiu is still young, no matter how clever she is, she may not really understand this.

After the separation, Xiaojiu is the best who can like Xueyi. If it is not love for Xueyi, then at least avoid Xueyi from sinking deeper and causing irreversible consequences.

Sun Gulan sighed silently into Song Xueyi's clear eyes.

She didn't want to be like this either, but they were really too young. Teenagers were good and bad. The good ones were pure in emotion, and the bad ones were easy to act emotionally. If one wrong step was made, it would be forever.

The two looked at each other, but they forgot about Lingjiu.

Song Xueyi said, "Jiu'er is still young."

"It's not too young." Sun Gulan shook her head and said, "After the new year, Jiu'er is now eight years old. When you were eight years old, you were already in charge of yourself."

Using himself as a ratio made it impossible for Song Xueyi to refute.

He pursed his lips, "We'll wait until the situation stabilizes."

"Mother didn't say that you should separate now, just look at you." Sun Gulan said helplessly.

Her son, only when he cares about the girl in his arms, will he have a richer expression.

"Did you forget to ask me again?" Lingjiu said silently.

Both Song Xueyi and Sun Gulan looked at her.

Facing the two pairs of eyes with different expressions, Lingjiu stared at them for a while, then tilted his head and closed his eyes, "Let's talk about it later."

What was said before is tantamount to not being said.

Sun Gulan was quick to do things, and within a few days, she took the name card of Han Shaoqing from the Han family in Wanli Town and sent it to Song Zhihua's courtyard.

Seeing the strangeness between Song Zhihua and Han Shaoqing from Taohua Shilizhuang, Sun Gulan knew that the two had a crush on each other.This time, the daughter of the Song family married, firstly, for some unnecessary troubles, and secondly, the daughter of the Song family found a good family with the right family.

If you do this, it's not a bad treatment to Brother Zhen's family.

Just as Sun Gulan expected, Song Zhihua did not reject this marriage, it could even be said that she accepted it with joy.

It's just that things are always a little unsatisfactory, and this unsatisfaction lies in her own sister Song Liyan.

In Song Zhihua's yard, when someone came to talk about the famous post and marriage with Song Zhihua, Song Liyan happened to be by her side, and she became anxious when she heard about it.

"Sister, sister, are you going to leave me at home alone?" Song Liyan pulled Song Zhihua's sleeve and shouted anxiously: "Daddy is dead, and I offended Baili Lingjiu again. If you leave, I will be punished at home." Bully to death."

Song Zhihua's good mood was consumed by her so much, she patiently comforted her: "Master Jiu and Patriarch are both good-tempered people, as long as you don't provoke them, they won't..."

"Even you say that!" Song Liyan said with tears in her eyes, unwilling to reconcile: "They are good-tempered people, that is to say, I am unruly and willful? Sister, you are my own sister, you can't leave me behind. In this world, You are the only family member left with me!"

Song Zhihua was so quarreled by her, she couldn't bear to see her crying, and sighed, "I'm going to get married, even if I want to, I can't help it. Forget it, I'll go talk to my aunt and find out what she has to say."

"No!" Song Liyan shouted loudly.

Song Zhihua frowned slightly. She found that after Song Liyan came back from Taohuazhuang, her temper became a little weird, and she was particularly irritable and agitated.

"Sister, you can't do this. Madam must think I'm gossiping, and she'll hate me even more." Song Liyan looked anxious, tears streaming down her face.

Stretching out his hand to wipe her tears, Song Zhihua said, "This won't work, and that won't work, what do you think we should do?"

She is also impatient.

Unexpectedly, Song Liyan was silent, but suddenly her eyes lit up, and she said to Song Zhihua, "Sister, why don't we marry together?"

Sister, why don't we marry together!How about we marry together!Let's get married together!

This sentence kept echoing in Song Zhihua's mind, and she froze for a few seconds before she froze, and asked Song Liyan, "Yan'er, do you know what you're talking about?"

"I know." Song Liyan didn't seem to notice Song Zhihua's strangeness at all, and said happily: "I said, why don't we two sisters marry together. Sister, I don't want to leave you, there are only the two of us who are the best in this world. Darling, you can't leave me alone."

Song Zhihua's beautiful eyes widened slightly, she suddenly shook off Song Liyan's hand, and shouted out of composure, "Yan'er, you are messing around!"

Song Liyan, who was not aware of it for a while, was thrown to the ground, staring at Song Zhihua in a daze, "Sister, you..." Then, her face changed drastically, she got up from the ground, stared at Song Zhihua and asked, "Sister, what are you doing now?" In my heart, am I not as good as that young master Han who I have known for less than two days? I didn't tell you not to marry, I just want to be with you!"

"Nonsense! Nonsense!" Song Zhihua's complexion was complicated, and it was difficult to keep calm, "Sister knows you were shocked, but how could this happen."

"Why not!" Song Liyan retorted: "As long as we are willing, Young Master Han has no reason to refuse, neither my sister nor I are bad-looking."

Listening to her words getting more and more outrageous, Song Zhihua's mind was in a mess, "It's not a matter of looks, I'm married to be the main wife."

Song Liyan immediately said: "I can be a concubine. I will definitely not fight with my sister. With my sister protecting me, I will be fine."

"You think too simply." Although Song Zhihua is not yet married, she understands the struggles in each family's backyard.If the two sisters are really married, can they really love each other?Not to mention this, just speaking from a selfish point of view, she has a good impression of Han Shaoqing, and she doesn't want to share his love with others, especially his love.

(End of this chapter)