Song Yu looked at Xi He inquiringly: "Are you angry?"
Xihe immediately shook his head: "How could that be? It was my fault in the first place. I didn't consider that doing so would damage Miss Shen's reputation. You were right to remind me."
Song Yu pursed his lips and glanced from her eyes to her lips: "You are angry."
Xihe: “…”
He pushed the person and ran out: "Go to sleep well!"
Snow began to fall, and a thick layer of snow piled up in the yard. Xihe stopped and looked up at the gray sky. After a while, he turned around and said, "Song Yu!"
Song Yu stood at the door, looking at her from afar.
Xihe ran over, stopped in front of him, and looked up at him: "What kind of wife do you want to find?"
The girl's face was flushed, and the hot air she exhaled blurred her cheeks, but her eyes were so bright and shining that Song Yu felt a little dazzled for a moment.
He paused and said, "I don't know."
Xihe bit her lip, somewhat unwillingly: "Don't you have any ideas at all?"
Song Yu shook his head, and the brightness in the girl's eyes gradually faded. The girl nodded: "I understand."
She raised her smiling face, her eyes curved, "It's okay, it's getting late, you should go and have some rest. You must be very tired after a busy day today."
"I'm going to bed. Good night."
He waved his hand, hugged the blanket and went into the next room.
Song Yu's tightly clenched hands gradually loosened. He stared at the door until the candlelight in the room went out. After a long time, he turned around and went into the room.
New Year’s Eve, New Year’s Day, and New Year’s Day.
Early in the morning on the third day of the Lunar New Year, Song Yu drove a carriage to pick up Xihe and Old Man Jiang to go into the city.
Old Master Jiang rubbed his hands, feeling both excited and nervous. "Big boy, will this cause you any trouble? Will Mr. and Mrs. Song have any objections..."
"Won't."
Song Yu helped him into the carriage: "The money for buying the house is what I saved over the years. Even if this incident hadn't happened, I would have planned to take you to the city, so don't worry."
He saved all this money penny by penny from hunting, and did not spend a penny of the Song family's money.
Old Master Jiang was immediately relieved and got into the car happily.
When it was Xihe's turn, Song Yu reached out to help, but found nothing. Xihe lifted her skirt and climbed onto the carriage on her own: "Brother, are you still not confident in my work? From now on, you can enjoy a peaceful and comfortable life."
"Hey, is the sun rising from the west today? I can actually hear good words from a girl like you."
"Hmph, how about you go down and see which is east and which is west?"
"Tsk, I just praised you."
Song Yu curled his fingertips, withdrew his hand, lifted the curtain and stepped into the carriage.
The carriage was shaking, and Old Man Jiang was touching things here and there along the way, chattering all kinds of irrelevant things to his two children and grandchildren. The two of them responded from time to time, and occasionally their eyes met, and Xihe smiled and looked away naturally.
Song Yu lowered his eyes and rubbed the cup in his hand.
The house has two entrances, two east and west wing rooms, a main house in the north, a back house and a gate. There is a century-old tree in the yard. Mr. Jiang liked it as soon as he saw it and kept saying "good, good".
Song Yu also hired a gatekeeper to run errands on weekdays.
Mr. Jiang was very excited to move into the new house. He went out with a basket, saying that he wanted to get close to his neighbors and build good relationships.
Xihe was packing in her room when Song Yu knocked on the door. "I still have some things to buy. Do you want to come with me?"
Xihe immediately put down his things: "Okay!"
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The street was bustling with people. Xihe looked around, curiously looking at this and that, his face full of joy, attracting passers-by to look at him frequently.
Song Yu frowned and walked up to Xi He: "Do you want to go into the shop next door and take a look?"
Xihe looked over and saw that it was a rouge shop. Next to it were jewelry shops and clothing shops. Which woman doesn't like beautiful clothes? Her eyes lit up: "Okay."
A mint green strapless maxi dress, a lavender jacket, and a bright red cape.
Xihe was dazzled by the sight, especially the snow-white palace dress, which was hung there probably because it was not festive enough, and no one cared about it. However, she loved it very much.
Seeing that she was staring at him, the waiter came forward and asked, "Miss, would you like to try it?"
Xihe bit her lip, took a reluctant look, and shook her head: "Forget it, no need." Who made her a pauper now?
"Hey, isn't this our second Miss Song Yue Song?"
A harsh voice sounded, mixed with a hint of mockery: "Oh no, I forgot, you are no longer a girl from the Song Mansion. I heard that your last name is Jiang now, right?"
Xihe turned around and saw a plump girl in orange clothes.
She thought about it and thought that her name seemed to be "Lian". She was not very familiar with the original owner and had only met her a few times at various banquets.
She nodded: "Miss Lian."
Miss Lian walked forward, stopped in front of Xihe, and stared at her up and down for a while.
He sighed, "Jiang Yue, Jiang Yue, this dress of yours is from last year, right? Look, the sleeves are all snagging. Is your life so hard? Do you need me to lend you two sets of clothes?"
As soon as these words were spoken, the ladies and wives who were strolling around the house couldn't help but look over.
Xihe smiled and said, "Thank you for your kindness, Miss Lian, but it's not necessary. I'm not a lady from a wealthy family anymore, so this dress is just right for me."
Her eyes were gentle, without a trace of anger or humiliation on her face, which made Miss Lian, who wanted to see her make a fool of herself, open her eyes wide.
He looked at her in disbelief, not understanding how such a noble and aloof person could endure such humiliation?
Xihe nodded at her and walked past her to the door.
Miss Lian hurriedly called out, "Hey!"
Xihe turned around and looked at her gently: "Miss Lian, is there anything else?"
Miss Lian opened her mouth: "I..."
Just then, Song Yu walked in from outside holding a veiled hat and said, "Yue'er, have you chosen your clothes?"
Seeing that she had nothing in her hands, he couldn't help but wonder: "Don't you have anything you like?"
He looked around and nodded, "That's right. In the past, the silk shop people had sewn your clothes themselves. Ready-made clothes are indeed a bit inappropriate."
Putting the veil on Xihe's head, she said, "Let's go look at the jewelry first."
Seeing that the two were about to leave, Miss Lian hurriedly called out again: "Wait!"
Song Yu looked over and saw a girl he didn't recognize. He lowered his head to look at Xi He. Xi He was a little helpless: "Miss Lian, I'm still busy. Can you tell me everything you want to say at once?"
Miss Lian blushed: "What are you busy with? Are you busy spending time with your husband?"
He regretted it right after he said it, but because of his stubborn personality, he pursed his lips tightly and stared at Xihe as if he was not wrong.
The whole store was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop, and everyone looked between Xihe and Song Yu with interest.
Xihe: “…”
She looked at Song Yu, and sure enough, his face had turned dark.
She wondered what was going on and was about to open her mouth to retort, but was once again beaten to the punch. A clear female voice rang out from the second floor: "Miss Lian, what you said is inappropriate."
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