After the rebirth, Mrs. Shizi, she quit

Chapter 258 Chapter 258

"I can go by myself."

"Ma'am are you sure?"

Song Yanluo shut up suddenly, and then exclaimed after Wen Jinyu walked a few steps, "The things I bought..."

"I thought Madam forgot..."

This is more or less mocking, at least Song Yanluo thinks so, "You laugh at me."

"Don't dare."

"Why don't you dare, just laugh at me."

"If Ma'am thinks so, then laugh."

"Wen Jinyu..."

"exist."

"you've changed."

"Madam feels wrong."

"You talk back, you never did before."

"Have it?"

"How not……"

……

The moonlight in mid-air stretched the shadows of the two of them very long, and the voices of bickering in the empty alley gradually became farther and farther away, and the coquettishness and pampering were facing each other. At this moment, there was only each other between them...

……

After her parents passed away, for Song Yanluo, wherever there is Song Xiuzhu, there is home. Even if she gets married later, Song Yanluo will go to look for Song Xiuzhu in the early morning of New Year's Eve, and will not return to Dingguo Mansion until it is almost sunset.

And there was no Song Xiuzhu on the last New Year's Eve, because he was gone, and now, thanks to God's favor, she can spend New Year's Eve with her brother again, not only that, but she also met a man who treats her with satisfaction An excellent person, even if they will reconcile in the near future, it is enough, she is not greedy, a few months is enough, after all, everything is stolen.

Waking up early in the morning, Song Yanluo began to decorate the yard, her own yard, and Song Xiuzhu's yard, pasted up festive New Year pictures, hung bright red lanterns, and various window grilles.

In addition, a lot of ingredients were prepared, and they washed their hands together with Biqiao to make soup.

It's rare that Wen Jinyu didn't go to work today. Wen Jinyu participated in the whole process from pasting various window grilles, hanging lanterns, and preparing ingredients, and Song Yanluo pointed out where to fight.

It was also rare for Song Xiuzhu not to deal with official business today. Although he couldn't help with anything, he could still help to see if the window grilles were crooked. Not only that, he also personally participated in the pickling and roasting of sheep.

Roasted whole lamb is the specialty of Mobei. Both brothers and sisters are unique, but there are still some differences. In short, Song Yanluo thinks that Song Xiuzhu's roasted lamb is particularly delicious, and for no other reason, the first roasted whole lamb for her is Song Xiuzhu It was baked for her, and she has been thinking about this taste all the time, especially after the empty window for a year.

"Brother's roasted lamb is my favorite." Squatting by the fire and taking a bite of the sliced ​​lamb, Song Yanluo's eyes were filled with satisfaction. She didn't know if the smoke was too smoky, but her eyes were stained with dewy crystals. Like the smog, it was foggy.

"It's my brother's fault. I'm lazy on weekdays, so I can't let Yanyan eat." Even though Song Xiuzhu's eyes were full of distress, he didn't pierce the crystal in Song Yanluo's eyes.

He didn't understand her overly sad eyes before, but after hearing her past life theory, he understood, and his heart ached, how did the younger sister he grew up in the palm of his hand survive those days, turning her into a People like that deserve to die, even if they break the day.

"Brother is not bad, brother is the best."

At this moment, Song Yanluo's face is full of childishness, which is the childishness that can only be seen in front of Song Xiuzhu.

After speaking, he swallowed the mutton in the bowl in two or three mouthfuls, and then stood up, "The soup I made for brother is almost ready, I'll go and have a look."

With that said, he ran to the kitchen.

"Yanyan likes you so much and I saw it, have you learned it?" Seeing Song Yanluo leave, Song Xiuzhu looked at Wen Jinyu and asked.

Now that you have placed your bet, you should teach everything that needs to be taught, even these trivial details.

"Don't worry, brother, I will practice hard." The implication is that I will.

Hearing this, Song Xiuzhu didn't say any more, some things just need to be said once, whether you can do something or not doesn't depend on saying it a few times, it just needs to be said once if you want to, it's useless to say more if you don't want to.

"Tomorrow morning, I'm going back to Kyoto. I've been delayed for half a month and can't delay any longer. Your side is also coming to an end soon. It's not good to delay some things for too long."

"Okay, brother."

"Go, spend more time with Yanyan." As he spoke, Song Xiuzhu waved at Wen Jinyu, and turned the roast lamb in front of him.

"Okay, brother." Wen Jinyu stood up, bowed to Song Xiuzhu, and then walked towards Song Yanluo who kept turning around in the kitchen.

There are only a few people in the small courtyard, not too many people, but it is full of New Year's flavor, and there will be some laughter from time to time, just listening to it can tell how happy it is.

The more lively the place is, the more lonely Wen Shaohui's yard seems.

Wen Shaohui, who has been injured for more than half a month, can already take care of himself and no longer needs to sit in a wheelchair, but his complexion still looks very pale.

But at this moment, after hearing the laughter and laughter, the dark gloom covered the paleness, and the combination of the two complexions was very permeating in the night.

No matter what, he still has the identity of a younger uncle, but just like that, he was forgotten.

"Fei Yu, have you done everything I asked you to do? Why is Wen Jinyu still acting like a normal person, without any trouble?"

After being gloomy for a while, Wen Shaohui asked this question.

"Returning to the son, the subordinates have been watched all the time, and they all did what you ordered, but the eldest son avoided it."

"Avoid it?"

"Yes, Shizi, it seems that someone is helping the eldest son, and the subordinates can't find out the source."

Hearing this, Wen Shaohui was a little horrified, "What's going on? Why didn't you report to me earlier?"

"The subordinate is afraid that there will be mistakes, so I will ask someone to check again, and I am going to wait for the result before I tell the son."

This sudden report made Wen Shaohui not in any mood to care about the laughter in the courtyard wall not far away, who is it?Who silently destroyed his plan?

Song Yanluo?Or Song Xiuzhu?Or Wen Jinyu?
No, no, it's impossible for Song Yanluo to know about the private salt. She is a backdoor girl, and it's impossible for Wen Jinyu. How can he be so capable? In this way, only Song Xiuzhu is the most suspected. How can he be so clear?Could it be that he was also reborn?Or what did Song Yanluo tell him?
Thinking of this, Wen Shaohui was terrified all over, and his back felt cold.

All along, because he has a prophet, he has always felt that he has the chance to win. Especially this time, both Song Yanluo and Song Xiuzhu have suffered from him, so he has the chance to win.

I never thought that there would be such a person like him, and a prophet.

Thinking of this, just thinking about it, Wen Shaohui's back felt cold, he had to try, he had to try.

(End of this chapter)