Chapter 104 Drugging

"Little brother, do you really not consider being my fiancé?"

Lan Yin blinked at Li Yi with her big eyes.

Suddenly the girl held his hand, and the half-grown Li Yi was a little overwhelmed.

"Lanyin, you are still young, don't worry about these things right now."

"Compared to that little girl Erbao, Lan Yin is already thirteen years old and is about to get haircut. Doesn't Brother Li really think about it?"

Li Yi was a little embarrassed to be stared at by the girl. Looking at the girl's innocent eyes, he nodded unconsciously.

"Yeah, brother Li promised to marry me!"

The girl ran away cheering, wanting to share this happy event with everyone.

"Miaomiao, what's going on?" As soon as Gu Yuanniang entered the door, she saw Lan Yin running out happily, holding Ling'er in her arms and almost being hit by her.

Xu Miaomiao smiled slightly, counted the account books in her hands and said, "Let's not ask too much about the children."

Xu Miaomiao glanced at Li Yi in a twisted tone. The boy blushed slightly at the sudden teasing and lowered his head and refused to raise it.

The sky was getting dark, Song Weiwei packed up the carriage and called Gu Yuanniang and the others to get on the carriage.

Because there are rooms upstairs in the department store, Lan Yin and Xu Guo mostly live in the department store and rarely go home. However, the space is limited, so they have to take advantage of the weather to go home early.

Originally, the house was large enough to live in, but Song Yingying was forced into it, and Dabao and Li Yi could only squeeze together.

"Miaomiao, no one is here."

Gu Yuanniang looked around excitedly inside and outside the house and looked at Xu Miaomiao and said.

The person in her mouth was naturally talking about Song Yingying.

Song Weiwei was the first to be happy when she heard that the woman was gone: "Maybe she ran back by herself. Isn't it good that she's not here?"

The joy in his tone almost overflowed.

Xu Miaomiao shook her head. If she could leave like this, her parents wouldn't have gone to great lengths to send her in.

On the other side, the hero they described was walking through the dark night wearing a cloak, as if he wanted to blend in with the night.

Song Yingying looked around to make sure there was no trace of anyone else, then she knocked on the door.

After a while, Zhang Ru opened the door, saw her, and greeted her in with a happy face.

"Yingying, I have some good news this time." Zhang Ru looked at Song Yingying expectantly. They had not eaten for several days. It would be great if Song Yingying could bring back some money.

OK.

Upon hearing this, Song Yingying darkened her eyes: "Mom, aren't you worried about whether I will live well there again?"

"What's wrong with you?" Zhang Ru opened her mouth to retort: ​​"Xu Miaomiao is so rich, can I eat or drink without you? Please give mother some money quickly, your father and I can't survive today.

Already."

When Song Yingying heard this, she turned her head to the side awkwardly: "Song Weiwei looks at me so closely, where can I get money for you?"

"What do you mean!" Zhang Ru frowned dissatisfied: "You are Song Wushao's concubine now, and he doesn't give you any pocket money or anything?"

"I'm still a concubine." Song Yingying looked at the woman in front of her and said, "I can't see Song Wushao even once a day, so where can I get money?"

"You good-for-nothing."

Zhang Ru said and pointed at Song Yingying's forehead with dissatisfaction: "You can't learn to be smarter. If you are pregnant with a child, I don't think any of them would dare to despise you. Your mother is so smart, why don't you understand?"

ah."

"mother!"

Song Yingying stood up dissatisfied and turned her back to the woman in front of her: "If that's true, it's not just looking down on yourself, but it's no different from the women in the brothel."

"What use do you still care about your shame now?" the man on the side said, and following the voice, he saw that it was Song Zhiyuan.

Song Yingying was also stunned. She had never thought that Song Zhiyuan was so noble that he would say these words to her daughter: "Father!"

"I know it's not easy for you, but do you want to watch your parents starve to death here?"

Every word was like a spark burning a hole in Song Yingying's heart. She lowered her head and left sadly, and responded to the man and woman in front of her: "My daughter understands."

"Wait!" Zhang Ru's voice came from behind, and the woman picked up a small porcelain bottle and put it on Song Yingying's hand: "This is chun medicine, if it doesn't work, just use it on Song Wushao.

"

After looking at the woman's determined expression, Song Yingying put the things in her sleeves and hid them.

As soon as I got home, I saw that everyone had finished eating and was busy packing their things.

As soon as she saw the woman, Song Weiwei grunted dissatisfiedly: "You came back late and you didn't have anything to eat."

Before she could feel proud for a while, Gu Yuanniang called Song Weiwei with a reproachful tone, then turned to Song Yingying and said, "I left some food for you."

Song Yingying followed her gaze and saw that there was only a bowl of glutinous rice balls and some side dishes on the table.

Suddenly, a feeling of humiliation emerged from the bottom of her heart. Is Gu Yuanniang humiliating herself? I am afraid that others would not despise these leftovers for beggars.

After muttering that she was not hungry, Song Yingying squeezed the porcelain bottle in her sleeve tightly and turned around to go back to the house.

"Where's Miaomiao?"

Gu Yuanniang asked after finishing her housework and looking at Song Weiwei who was playing in the yard.

Song Weiwei was busy teasing the dog and said casually: "I went to see her pear garden."

Gu Yuanniang nodded and returned to the house with Ling'er in her arms. Song Weiwei who was beside her saw the puppy running away and lost her fun and went back to the house.

For a time, the lively courtyard became desolate.

Song Yingying was at the corner and looked at the figure of a man reading in the window. Her heart beat violently for a moment. She took a cup of ginger tea and walked towards Song Wushao.

As the door opened, a bit of cool breeze penetrated into the room with a chill. Song Wushao raised his head and caught a glimpse of Song Yingying, frowning and reading a book again.

Maybe she was used to being ignored by men, so when faced with Song Wushao's indifference, Song Yingying just smiled.

Putting the ginger tea in her hand in front of Song Wushao, Song Yingying said: "My lord, you have worked hard in studying. Yingying specially made a cup of ginger tea so that your lord will not get cold easily after drinking it."

After Song Yingying finished speaking, she looked at Song Wushao expectantly, but the man remained motionless and ignored her as if she were nothing.

Seeing that she was ignored, Song Yingying was not annoyed. She pinched herself hard and looked at the man in front of her with tears in her eyes. "Did Yingying do something not good enough to make the master unhappy?"

Song Yingying stretched out her hand to grab Song Wushao, but the man cleverly dodged it. Looking at the woman in front of her, Song Wushao's face darkened and she coldly uttered one word: "Get out."

But the indifferent tone did not dissuade Song Yingying. She held the ginger tea in front of Song Wushao and said, "Master, just take a sip."

The two of them fought back and forth, but Song Wushao's frowning brows did not relax. He picked up the teacup on the side and drank it all in one gulp. He looked at Song Yingying and said, "I have tea, you don't need to come."
Chapter completed!