Her gaze fell on Ya Ya, who had just finished dressing.
This little girl is so pretty; her dark, grape-like eyes are so beautiful you can't take your eyes off her.
Song Qian also likes Ya Ya.
She didn't even resist being Ya Ya's stepmother.
Turning her head again, she saw that Song Shiting had needlework next to him and was holding a needle in his hand.
Looking at the positions of the two people in the room, it's not hard to imagine.
Song Shiting is doing needlework!
Song Shiting has really been wronged.
He was such a good man!
Because of Ruan Qingling, he lost his job and now he has to stay in Songjia'ao for the rest of his life?
Thinking about all this makes her feel heartbroken.
However, he had a smile on his face.
"Yaya is getting cuter and cuter! How old is she? Can she walk yet?"
She reached out to hug Ya Ya.
But Ya Ya doesn't like strangers.
Song Qian was a complete stranger to her.
Ya Ya turned her head away from Song Qian.
Ruan Qingling almost died laughing.
My daughter is really awesome.
Song Qian glanced at the kang (a heated brick bed), then looked at the side of the kang where four bamboo poles were tied together to make a long bench.
His eyes flickered slightly, but he wisely didn't say much. He sat down on the edge of the kang (a heated brick bed) and began to coax Ya Ya.
"Little girl, are you shy? I'm your aunt, your Aunt Qian."
People in the village are usually addressed according to their seniority.
Song Qian and Song Shiting are of the same generation.
But no matter what she said, Ya Ya just ignored her.
He held Ruan Qingling tightly, turning his head to the side so as not to look at Song Qian.
Song Shiting didn't say anything either.
Song Qian said, "Sister-in-law, if there's anything I can help with at home, just let me know. These kinds of needlework are things that women should do."
Ruan Qingling felt that Song Qian was just too much trouble.
What's wrong with Song Shiting being willing to sew clothes for his daughter?
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