Song Yuehua didn't plan to stay around for long. She would rather go back and talk to Xiaoyu more.
Not long after walking, Xiao Tao caught up with her, "Sister Song."
"What's the matter?"
Xiaotao came over, took Song Yuehua's hand and stuffed the silver into her hand.
"Sister Song, please don't do this again. Last time you left some money, grandma got angry when she found out."
Song Yuehua didn’t know whether Grandma Zhang was angry or not, but she probably couldn’t give the money out today.
After receiving the silver, Xiao Tao did not go back, but followed Song Yuehua.
"Sister Song, you are so kind-hearted,"
A Tao held Song Yuehua's hand, raised her little face, blinked her big eyes, and said with emotion.
"Sister said that no matter whether she was in Qingzhou or Wenzhou, everyone she met had some ulterior motives, except Sister Song. Sister said you are a good person."
Song Yuehua smiled and said, "Have you forgotten who you sold Qingzhou's ancestral home to?"
"Even if you don't help us, we still have to sell our ancestral home." Xiao Tao said seriously, pinching her chin.
Song Yuehua smiled and touched Xiaotao's head.
After the two returned to Yuyanfang, Xiaotao greeted Xiaoqing first, and then went to talk to Xiaoyu.
Song Yuehua looked over and saw more than a dozen young girls sitting in the embroidery building, embroidering. Xiaoyu was instructing them in a gentle voice.
After Xiao Tao went over, she didn't come forward to say hello. She just took out an embroidery frame from a shelf beside her and started embroidering.
When Xiaoyu saw her, she came over and the two of them chatted for a while with laughter.
The two of them had almost finished talking. Xiaotao lowered her head and continued embroidering, while Xiaoyu stood up to watch the other girls' embroidery work.
Song Yuehua smiled and thought, Xiaoyu has really grown up.
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