On the way back, Song Yuehua was in a trance, and Xiaoyu felt guilty and didn't dare to talk to her.
On the morning of the third day of the Chinese New Year, the three of them finally returned home. Xiaoyu couldn't wait any longer, so she pulled Song Yuehua and said, "Sister, don't be angry."
"I'm not angry," Song Yuehua sighed, "You're 14 years old this year, and you're at the age of puberty..."
"Sister!"
Xiaoyu didn't expect her elder sister to speak so bluntly. She was so embarrassed that she covered her face and ran into the house.
Song Yuehua was sitting in the kitchen making a fire. Qi Zi came in with a teapot and said, "Miss, you've been away for a few days and you've been so tired. Why don't you go into the room and rest? Let me boil some water."
"It's okay, I'll do the cooking."
Song Yuehua felt a little lost. Xiaoyu had grown up, and what was supposed to happen had finally happened. She didn't know what to do at this moment.
If it was an ordinary family, it would be fine, but it happened to be the Yan family, and the Yan family was in such a situation...
If she is like Liu Xue, and is looking at a man from an ordinary family, she can also investigate his character and family background.
Now that the Yan family is exiled, Xiaoyu's heart is also exiled...
If Song Yuehua was a dictatorial person, she would definitely force Xiaoyu to change her mind. Although Xiaoyu seemed to have no temper, she was actually very stubborn. As long as Yan Yujiu was alive, she would not give up.
Song Yuehua still hopes to communicate well with Xiaoyu.
"Big sister."
Xiaobao stuck his head in from outside, and Dabao also stuck his head in. Song Yuehua waved at them, and the two little ones hurried over.
Song Yuehua held them on her lap and looked at the fire in the stove.
"Sister, have you roasted the potatoes?" Dabao asked.
"No," Song Yuehua said, "Do you want to eat? Go get some potatoes yourself."
"I'll bring a few more," Dabao jumped down with a smile.
After Dabao left, Xiaobao pinched Song Yuehua's face and asked, "Sister, you are unhappy."
"It's New Year's Day, how can I not be happy?" Song Yuehua smiled and tickled her, making Xiaobao laugh.
Xiaoyu also poked her head in from outside, looking a little embarrassed, "Sister..."
"Come in." Song Yuehua took a small stool from the side and placed it next to her.
Xiaoyu quickly sat in, hugged Song Yuehua's arm and said in a friendly manner, "Sister, I will do whatever you ask me to do, please don't be unhappy."
"Oh, that's what I'm afraid of."
Song Yuehua looked at her helplessly and said, "It's not a good thing to obey me. You have grown up and can have your own ideas and thoughts, but these should belong to you alone. Don't be influenced by others, whether it's me or your future husband, understand?"
Xiaoyu blushed and was about to lower her head, but Song Yuehua pinched her face and lifted it up, "Don't be shy and avoid it when I tell you this."
"I've figured it out. You've grown up, and it's normal for you to have feelings for the opposite sex. I don't have any experience to share with you, but I can only ask you not to lose yourself."
"Whether it's love or family, I hope that your thoughts will not rely on anyone, and that you can live freely without anyone."
Just as Xiaoyu was about to speak, Song Yuehua continued, "I don't know Yan Yujiu very well, so I won't talk about his character."
"The Yan family was exiled and demoted to a lowly class. Even if you go to a border state to marry him, if you don't tell him, your children will be born into a lowly class. Do you really want to stick to him?"
These things are too far away, Xiaoyu would never think about them.
"Sister, I won't go to Bianzhou..."
Xiaoyu hesitated, Song Yuehua sighed and said gently, "Don't worry, think about it slowly."
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