Song Yiyi sat with the aunts and sisters-in-law in the compound, and the curve of her mouth grew wider as she listened.
An auntie asked while sewing shoe soles: "Yiyi, are you so happy?"
Song Yiyi nodded without hesitation, "Of course!"
One of the sisters-in-law laughed and said, "Oh! We thought you couldn't let go of Deputy Battalion Commander Cen, so we didn't dare to mention him in front of you!"
Song Yiyi kept popping melon seeds in her mouth. "How could that be? I don't like him. Aunt, sister-in-law, if you have any news in the future, you must share it with me first! Tell me, and we can all be happy together."
Seeing her happy face, everyone believed that Song Yiyi was really not at home.
Soon, the topic of conversation went off track.
Someone noticed Song Yiyi's hair and asked cautiously, "Yiyi, where did you get your hair done? I also want a fashionable hairstyle, but I'm not as pretty as you. Do you think it's suitable?"
When Song Yiyi heard the word "fashionable", she almost laughed out loud.
She coughed twice quickly, her face flushed, and said, "Let me see."
Based on the military wife's face shape, Song Yiyi recommended the length and curl that she thought was suitable for her.
"Sister-in-law, don't go to a state-owned barber shop. Find one that runs its own shop. Then do what I told you: shoulder-length hair with slight curls. It's guaranteed to look good!"
One sister-in-law took the lead, and several other sisters-in-law present consulted Song Yiyi.
Song Yiyi was very sweet-mouthed and praised everyone's good looks, making everyone laugh so hard that they couldn't stop.
"Mrs. Zhang, your eyes are so big and round, you need to show them all. Don't have bangs anymore."
"Sister Wang, you have a beautiful mouth, it would be better if you cut bangs."
"Sister-in-law, wow! Your nose is so tall! I'm so envious! Why don't I have such a straight nose? You're beautiful enough now, there's no need to change!"
While eating melon seeds, Song Yiyi praised everyone present.
After her victory was over, she slipped away under the pretext of buying groceries.
The main thing is that everyone's topic started to shift towards her.
"Yiyi, I have a distant nephew whose family lives in the provincial capital. He's more masculine and imposing than Deputy Battalion Commander Cen, and his fists are as big as sandbags. I'd like to introduce him to you. What do you think?"
Song Yiyi almost fell off the stone bench.
What's the matter? She looks tough?
"Ah, Aunt Liu, Yiyi is so small, she doesn't look good with your nephew. Besides, they're so far away, you definitely don't know what the child is like now."
"That's right, Yiyi, you should go see my nephew. He's still in college this year, studying civil engineering. I heard he wants to be a building builder! I'll have him come to the compound tomorrow. Would you like to meet him?"
Song Yiyi left a sigh: "Ah! My parents haven't had breakfast yet. Look at my memory. They asked me to go out to buy groceries, but I was chatting and forgot the time! Goodbye, aunts and sisters-in-law."
It floated away like a gust of wind.
She really didn't expect that she could be introduced to a partner just by listening to gossip.
Song Yiyi went to an empty altar to bask in the sun.
Maybe it's too sunny, there is almost no one here.
Song Yiyi peeled a large rabbit and put it into her mouth, then half-lay on the chair, squinting her eyes and crossing her legs.
Song Huihui and Cai Mengjun are still at home.
The reason why Song Yiyi ran out was that she was afraid that Gu Chengze would not be there today and Song Hui would talk to her about finding a partner.
There is never any reason for elders to urge you to get married.
Song Yiyi didn't want to waste her breath.
In this respect, she felt that she was quite similar to Cen Bo, both of whom liked to solve problems by escaping.
Song Yiyi is not afraid of the sun at all. Before she came here, she wanted to get a tan, but ended in failure.
She doesn't even care about her appearance that much, she always does what she wants.
Of course, she doesn't have much inside.
If you really analyze it, her entire life should be spent on food, and she has only been able to feed herself.
Lying there, Song Yiyi became drowsy.
Half asleep and half awake, she felt her body suddenly become heavier.
It felt like something was stepping on her chest, and she almost had a palpitation.
Song Yiyi slowly opened her eyes, looked at herself, and met a pair of copper bell eyes.
"ah!"
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