I thought Song Shishi would deny it, but unexpectedly, Song Shishi nodded and admitted calmly: "Yes, didn't you always want me to be with him? You always praised him in front of me. Now I think you are right, so he confessed to me, and I agreed."
Song Shishi didn't want to hide anything from Zheng Peilan.
Moreover, she had never thought of hiding the matter between her and Meng Xunzhou since she had agreed to it from him.
Either don't talk about it, or talk about it openly.
They didn't do anything shameful, so there's nothing to hide.
"So are you with Xunzhou because we think he's good, or because you like him yourself?"
After knowing that Song Shishi and Meng Xunzhou were really together, Zheng Peilan was both happy and worried.
What makes them happy is that the person their daughter found is someone they approve of, someone who knows them well and is an excellent person.
What she was worried about was that Song Shishi didn't make this decision sincerely.
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After all, she still hopes that her daughter can live a happy life.
She already felt guilty about going to the countryside. She didn't want Song Shishi to have an unhappy marriage in the future and then blame them in her heart.
Although everyone around her praised Song Shishi for becoming capable and sensible after she returned to the city from the countryside, Zheng Peilan's heart trembled every time she held Song Shishi's hands.
The hands that used to be so delicate are now covered with calluses.
As a mother, how can you not feel heartache?
But Zheng Peilan had been holding back, not daring to show her guilt.
The braised pork was already heated up. Song Shishi scooped the braised pork from the pot and replied naturally, "It must be because of me."
Although she didn't say the word "like" out loud, Zheng Peilan already understood what she meant.
Song Shishi brought the braised pork to Meng Xunzhou and said, "Why are you eating so fast? Eat this braised pork too."
Meng Xunzhou saw that the bowl of noodles was almost finished, and his mouth was stuffed with noodles.
Seeing the way he wolfed down the food, Song Shishi felt both angry and wanted to laugh.
Zheng Peilan was also tactful and walked past Meng Xunzhou yawning.
"Xunzhou, take your time eating. Auntie is going to sleep first."
"Oh, okay." Meng Xunzhou responded, forcing himself to swallow the noodles in his mouth.
Meng Xunzhou turned around only after Zheng Peilan's figure disappeared behind the door.
But when he turned around, he met Song Shishi's smiling eyes.
"You weren't this timid when you were a kid."
Meng Xunzhou also laughed, but he didn't make any sound. He lowered his voice and said, "When I was a kid, I was fearless. It's different now."
"What's the difference?" Song Shishi asked with interest, supporting her chin with one hand.
Meng Xunzhou put down his chopsticks and said seriously: "That's my future mother-in-law. It won't do if I leave a bad impression on her."
"Who is your mother-in-law?"
Song Shishi said this, leaning on the table and about to hit him.
Meng Xunzhou just smiled and stepped back slightly, but he held Song Shishi's hand tightly and coaxed her softly, "Don't be angry. Be careful not to wake up Uncle Song. That would be the end of you."
Song Shishi laughed angrily, pulled her hand back, rolled her eyes at him, and sat back down. "Eat quickly and leave after you're done."
Although his tone was firm, his expression was obviously much softer.
"I see there aren't even curtains on the windows of your room. What pattern of cloth do you like? I'll go cut some and install it for you later. When you go there by yourself, if there's anything that requires you to climb up high, let me do it. Don't do it by yourself. If you fall, no one will know."
Before leaving, Meng Xunzhou reminded Song Shishi not to climb high, as he was worried that Song Shishi would fall and get injured when he was not around.
"Got it, go back now."
Listening to Meng Xunzhou's nagging, Song Shishi felt sweet in her heart.
After Meng Xunzhou left, Song Shishi cleaned up the kitchen. When she was about to boil some water for washing, Xu Li came out wearing only a coat.
"Sister, I left a bottle of hot water for you. It's the one on the far right."
Xu Li pointed to several thermoses placed in the corner of the kitchen.
Song Shishi didn't expect that someone would come out at this time and was frightened.
Turning around and seeing that it was Xu Li, she patted her chest and said, "Li Li, why aren't you asleep yet?"
"I'm a light sleeper. I heard some noise outside, so I came out to see if you were back."
At this time, Song Shishi noticed that Xu Li was wearing very little, so she walked over, held Xu Li's shoulders, and pushed her out of the kitchen.
"It's cold at night. You came out wearing so little. Be careful not to catch a cold. Go back to your room quickly. I'll come back after I finish my shower."
Only after seeing Xu Li go back to her room to rest did Song Shishi return to the kitchen.
She wants to cook sweet potato porridge tomorrow morning, so she has to soak the rice in water overnight so that it will be easier to cook the porridge tomorrow morning.
In order not to disturb Li Haoyang's rest, Song Shishi did not light the candle when she returned to the room.
But as soon as she opened the door, she saw something that looked like a human head standing in front of the desk by the window, and in the moonlight, she saw Xu Li and Li Haoyang lying on the bed.
At this moment, Song Shishi's back was instantly soaked with cold sweat.
She covered her mouth, but the scream still woke Xu Li up.
"Sister, what's wrong?" Xu Li sat up and rubbed her sleepy eyes.
Song Shishi widened her eyes, staring at the long-haired head, her calves trembling, "That...that side..."
Xu Li looked in the direction Song Shishi was facing, and suddenly realized what was happening. She hurriedly lit the candle beside the bed, "Sister, I'm sorry, that's a wig head support. It was a task Sister Yan Xin assigned to me today. She asked me to learn how to weave a wig."
Xu Li said this and walked over to cover the wig head and the unfinished wig on it with a piece of cloth.
"I forgot to clean up after knitting tonight, and I didn't expect to scare you. Sister, I'm really sorry, next time I won't leave this thing in the house."
Seeing that Song Shishi was so frightened, Xu Li felt extremely guilty.
She knitted the wig late at night, and then forgot to put it away because she wanted to coax Li Haoyang to sleep.
When Song Shishi saw clearly that the thing was indeed a head rest, she sat down on the ground with her legs so weak.
After a long pause, she sat down on the bed with the help of Xu Li. Seeing Tu Li's regretful face, Song Shishi patted her hands and said, "I'm fine, but you really need to keep this thing away next time. My mother has heart problems and can't stand being frightened. Xiaobao is still young and will have psychological trauma if he is frightened. Besides, it hurts your eyes to knit this at night. No matter how important your work is, you have to take care of your body."
Xu Li nodded, "I understand. I promise there won't be a next time."
"Rest."
Lying on the bed, Song Shishi thought for a moment and asked softly, "How are you doing with Miss Qiao?"
Speaking of this, Xu Li's voice sounded much clearer.
"Sister Yanxin is very good to me. I'm just not very smart and I learn slowly, but she teaches me very patiently. Not only does she teach me skills and pay me, she also brings me an extra portion of lunch every day."
Speaking of Qiao Yanxin, Xu Li seemed to be able to talk.
"Sister Yanxin's father has been looking for her somewhere else recently, just to ask for money. So Sister Yanxin didn't dare to go back these days and has been living outside. During the day, she took me to customers' homes for door-to-door service. After the service, she went back to the guesthouse and taught me how to weave wigs. She really had a hard time."
"Miss Qiao has no place to live now?"
Song Shishi frowned as she listened to Qiao Yanxin's story.
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