"Sister Ouyang, you mean you can use Lin Xi?"

"You're not too stupid after all, you have such a ready-made shield, you don't need someone else's use. ”

"But I don't know Lin Xi well, on the contrary, Su Zhiyi is very good friends with Lin Xi. "The 'Lin Xi's good friend' that Song Yanran said is Gu Xizhou.

"If you want to be familiar, you will be familiar, which of the young actors nowadays is not in a hurry to hug their thighs when they see this kind of slightly authoritative one? ”

Looking at Song Yanran's tangled face, Ouyang Qing smiled generously: "You have to make your own decision, I'm just giving you a suggestion, anyway, I have my father's backing, and at worst, I can give me a female number three or something, I hope this drama is not your last drama." ”

As soon as she finished speaking, Song Yanran's face turned really pale.

She understood that what Ouyang Qing said was reasonable, she had a decent family background, and she was not much worse at worst, and she had nothing in comparison.

"Sister Ouyang, think about it myself. ”

"Okay, I just have something to do, you can think about it yourself, after all, I also hope that you will be popular. As she spoke, she took a bag in Song Yanran's hand.

The bag contained a piece of gradient fur, which she liked very much, and the white one was worn by too many people, and no matter how you looked at it, she felt that it was a little cheesy for so many people to wear it.

Looking at the bag left in her hand, Song Yanran lost her mind a little, and she said softly: "Thank you, Sister Ouyang." ”

The two separated, and then Song Yanran walked in the direction of home with some despair, unlike Ouyang Qing taking a taxi, she could only go to the bus station to take the bus.

When she arrived at home, Song Maolin was cooking lunch, and when she looked up and saw her enter the door, she smiled: "You came back with a smell, right? Do you know that I make dumplings? I will make dumplings with green onions and meat for you today, and I will wait to eat them for a while." ”

Song Yanran looked at the meat filling in the basin, and thought of Ouyang Qing's words just now, her eyes dimmed a little, and she went directly into the house without answering.

"Hey, you kid ......" Song Maolin didn't know why she looked like this, but she couldn't spare time to ask her when she was meeting, so she thought about asking carefully after a while.

As soon as Song Yanran entered the house, she took out the fur and stood in front of the mirror to compare, she looked at the bright girl in the mirror, and couldn't help but be a little stunned.

What a beautiful face this is, full of collagen, it is the best youth, the best time!

Her previous clothes were bought by her mother with thrift and savings, and her mother's philosophy has always been that no matter how hard she is, she can't be bitter for her children, and no matter how poor she is, she can't have new clothes.

Her mother would rather let her go without food for three days than let her wear outdated clothes, in her mother's words, people rely on clothes and horses and saddles, and if you want to marry into a wealthy family, you have to invest in yourself.

So their family's money was basically spent on her dressing, so when they went to school, they never let their classmates see the embarrassment of their family's situation.

However, the clothes that my mother had saved money to buy that looked good were not as good as the sleeves of this fur.

It's so ironic.

While thinking, she lowered her head and smelled the smell of her body, the smell of green onions? Isn't it these buns, dumplings, and small wontons that she deals with all day long?

Just thinking about it, Song Maolin came and knocked on the door: "Yanran, come out and help me make dumplings." ”

It's been a few years since this early stall was opened, so Song Yanran basically knows how to do it, and she often helps her mother at home in the past.

It's just that she didn't want to do it at the moment, so she didn't open the door, but said in a muffled voice: "You wait for Dad to come back." ”

"What's going on with you kid today?"

"I just don't want to make dumplings, you wait for my dad to come back and make dumplings!" Song Yanran repeated loudly again.

Coincidentally, the door outside the store opened, and because of a handmade wind chime hanging at the door, she could hear it clearly as soon as the door opened.

Thinking that there should be no guests during this time period, as soon as she turned around, she saw her husband walk in the door, Song Maolin hurriedly complained to her husband: "Changzhi, you came back just in time, Yanran didn't know what was wrong today, locked herself in the room, I said let her come out to help me make dumplings, but she refused." ”

"Really?" Su Changzhi, who had been tired for a day, was a little puzzled, put down the cloth bag in his hand and walked over and walked to the door of Song Yanran's room.

He knocked lightly on the door: "Yanran? ”

"Dad, are you back? My mom said you should help her make dumplings. Song Yanran sat in front of the dresser, which was already a little shabby, and withdrew her gaze after only glancing at the door.

"Did you encounter something, open the door first and tell Dad something. ”

When Song Yanran heard this, she couldn't help but sneer, and told him?

When he was at his most brilliant, he was Su Zhiyi's father, but now he has become her father, and there is not even a shadow of the good days she is looking forward to.

"Hehe, what can I tell you?"

Song Yanran's room is only about six square meters, and there is only a single bed and a dresser in the room, which is still dual-purpose, sometimes a dresser and sometimes a writing desk.

Because the small door panel of the room was thin, Su Zhiyi could still vaguely hear her words.

"Is there something wrong?" Song Maolin has never seen her daughter who has been cowering like this, usually she listens to Changzhi very much, what's wrong today?

She looked at her husband on the side suspiciously, and Su Changzhi glanced at her: "You go and get the key." ”

Although Song Maolin was not at ease, she had no choice but to nod and hurriedly go over to get the spare key.

opened the door and saw Song Yanran sitting in front of the dresser, holding a white fur in her hand, Song Maolin saw the fur at a glance.

Her eyes lit up, and she hurriedly ran over and took the fur in her hand: "Where did this come from?

Song Yanran looked at her mother, she didn't know how her mother changed from a beautiful girl to such a market woman.

Somewhat disdainful of the light in her mother's eyes, Song Yanran replied softly, "My friend gave it to me." ”

Song Maolin was even happier, and she hurriedly asked, "What friend, boyfriend or girlfriend?"

Song Yanran said angrily: "Female!"

"It's okay for a woman, the one who can give gifts and furs must be the children of rich families! Only the children of rich families will be so panicked! You have to make more friends with her, and you will ...... in the future."

"What's in the future?" Song Yanran asked coldly.

"In the future, the road will be wider, and the friends of this kind of rich children are also at that level, you can just see if there are any suitable friends. ”

Song Yanran has heard this for many years, but now she feels a little sneering: "You said that they also look at their family background when they make friends, how can you be so sure that I can become friends with them? This is just a small object, she just used it to send me away!"

"How do you talk about this kid, what do you don't do? It's your luck to meet such a rich child, you can flatter her more and cater to her a few more words, how many children have brains now?"