Song Lingyue was determined to accept the cloth village, using Jin Kaimen's little connections, and finally forced the boss of the cloth village to be cornered, so that the people of the judicial department seized it, she is not a hard-hearted person, although the boss of the cloth village is not benevolent, but in the end she has not done anything that hurts the heavens and reason, she received it at a reasonable price.

Five days later, Yung Kee Cloth Village opened, the shop was renovated, the red wooden doors were replaced with yellow lacquered carved doors, the lattice windows were replaced with glass windows, and the long counters at the entrance were replaced with shelves hanging cloth.

Spring to summer solstice, Hua Xiangrong's business is getting bigger and bigger, Song Lingyue opened another shop, specializing in making ready-to-wear clothes, from adults to children's clothes, all of them, the business of the cloth village, because there is a sufficient supply of goods, is also thriving, Song Lingyue's business, finally on the right track.

Kyoto's wealthy area, this is a special realm, a new style of European buildings, orderly standing in a spacious area, never crowded, the road is wide and flat, there are electric lights with lampshades on the side of the road, and there is no fear of darkness at night, the trees on both sides of the lane, the flowers and plants are flourishing, and the environment is beautiful, compared to the chaotic civilian residential area outside, this is simply a paradise that everyone envies.

Song Lingyue and Rong Ma sat in a rickshaw and traveled all the way along the wide road, through an open meadow, to the newly built Rong Mansion.

A small European-style western-style building with a red roof and white walls stands on the green grass, a few pots of flowers and plants have been sparsely placed on the large drying platform on the second floor, full of vitality, and the courtyard wall of granite and iron railings has been built for the most part, just wait for the gate to be completed, it can be completed.

Song Lingyue helped Rong's mother get out of the car, and the workers who were working saw it, put down their work one after another, and surrounded them.

"Boss, madam, you come here, this courtyard wall will be completed in one day at most, and you can prepare firecrackers." The foreman stepped forward and said.

Song Lingyue nodded, she is still dressed in men's clothes today, wearing a moon-white gown, light and elegant, thick-soled shoes, which has added some height, standing with her hands in her hands, very imposing.

"Very good, someone will come to settle the salary with you tomorrow, everyone has worked hard these days, I invited a cook tonight, set up a few tables here, good wine and good food are enough, treat everyone."

This is the practice of building a new house, before the completion of the workers to have a meal, the meal does not have to be good, lively, in order to add a little fireworks to the new house, the picture is auspicious.

The foreman was overjoyed, and bent down to make a gesture, "Thank you, boss!" The boss is good and happy! The workers in the back cheered.

Song Lingyue pressed her hand and motioned for everyone to continue working, there was no need to greet her, she took Rong's mother into the yard.

In front of the house is a porch with white lacquered square pillars, and the wall of the corridor is hung with bronze with glass cover electric lights, simple and elegant, up the steps, and the feet are paved with large dark brown square bricks, and there are fine lines on the top, which are both beautiful and non-slip, which is also specially ordered by Song Lingyue.

Open the door of the house, come to the living room, a fresh grass fragrance comes to the face, it turns out that the workers in order to disperse the smell of the house, in all corners of the house have placed a pot of flowers and plants, in addition to flowers and plants, there is nothing else in the house, the sun shines through the glass window on the golden wallpaper on the wall, the whole hall is spacious and bright, everywhere is clean and tidy, just waiting for the owner to come to move in.

"Godmother, do you like it? This is a specially designed house for me, there are more than a dozen houses upstairs and downstairs, as well as ear rooms, enough for our family to live, and this will be our home in the future. Song Lingyue took Rong's mother's hand and asked happily, she finally has a home again.

Rong's mother looked at the house, the decoration inside was very similar to the former Song Mansion, she couldn't help but burst into tears, nodded and choked up: "I like it, this is our home, we finally went home." ”

Song Lingyue's nose was sour, she turned her head, she went home, but it was no longer the home she used to be, the former home was guarded by her father, and now she wants to hold it up and never let it fall down again.

didn't want to make Rong's mother sad anymore, Song Ling Yueqiang smiled and said: "I'll take you to the second floor to have a look, take a look at your room, your room is in the east, the sunniest place, mine is in the west, you can see the sunset." ”

Mother Rong didn't want to be infected Song Lingyue was sad, hurriedly wiped her tears, and walked up the stairs two steps, she wore a purple iris and white dotted silk cheongsam today, her hair was pulled up at the back of her head, she was wearing a pearl necklace jewelry, standing on the white lacquered spiral staircase, her temperament was noble and elegant, like a famous lady.

Song Lingyue followed behind, looking at Rong Ma's figure, full of emotion, in the past half a year, Rong Ma has been trying to come forward for her with her business, and she has been trying to come forward for her, but she has reborn herself and become a businesswoman who can come forward to do business alone, behind all these efforts, it is to share it for her, she is determined to be better to Rong Ma, better than everyone else.

"Godmother, you walk slowly, the stairs are slippery, I'll help you." Song Lingyue chased after her and grabbed her arm.

Rong's mother smiled, "You kid, you are too filial." ”

Song Lingyue stuck out her tongue mischievously, "My son is filial to his mother, it should be." ”

Rong's mother couldn't help but point to her head, and said lovingly: "You tomboy, you really think of yourself as a man, you are a girl." ”

"Hehe, in Rong Mansion, I am Young Master Rong!"

The room on the second floor, the bedroom, the guest room and the study are all available, according to the function of each room, different decorations have been made, the wallpaper and carpet have been decorated, the washing equipment in the bathroom has also been installed, the brass water pipe and bath shower, the golden light, but unfortunately there is no bathtub.

It was extremely expensive, and it needed to be purchased from the United States*, and she couldn't afford it at the moment, so she made do with a wooden bathtub, but fortunately she installed a long stove in her home, and it was very convenient to use hot water.

Coming back from her new home, Song Lingyue took Rong's mother to Hua Xiangrong for a turn, Tailor Xie is now the shopkeeper of Xie, and the shop is well organized, which saves Song Lingyue a lot of heart.

I had lunch with the people in the shop, and during the banquet, I heard that there was a play of Shaotang in Miaoyin Garden today, Song Lingyue couldn't bear it, and Rong's mother also loved to listen to the play, so she asked people to buy a movie ticket and come back, and went to Miaoyin Garden with a little pinch.

Song Lingyue bought a ticket for the hall, and when she went, dozens of tables in the hall, including the benches behind her, were already full of people, and the boxes upstairs and downstairs were also full, which showed that Shaotang's fame was great.

Not long after Song Lingyue and Rong's mother sat down, the little girl came over to serve tea and snacks, the red curtain on the stage slowly opened, a crisp gong sounded, the play had already begun, and the gentle and heroic Liu Mengmei appeared on the stage, which turned out to be a "Peony Pavilion".

Song Lingyue and Rong's mother listened carefully, Liu Mengmei and Du Liniang on the stage staged a lingering and sympathetic love song, and the spectators below looked at the men and women who fell into the dust through the curtain, as if they were watching a play, plausible, but they were looking at the red dust love in the world.

"Then you are like a beautiful flower, like a water flowing for years......"

Song Lingyue listened to the lyrics, and her thoughts drifted away, until the hall sounded a tide of applause, applauding, and rewarding, she came back to her senses, it turned out that this scene was over, and then in the stands, Liu Mengmei and Du Liniang thanked the audience and retreated backstage.

Song Lingyue still asked the messenger to send a flower basket and a purse, and when the messenger returned, she felt that this was inappropriate, she came twice, after all, she wanted to see Shaotang, but she looked down at herself, or the dress of men's clothes, I don't know if Shaotang would be mistaken for it.

The thoughts in her mind turned back and forth a few times, sat down and stood up, sat down again, and still couldn't make up her mind, Rong's mother saw her lose her mind like this, she was a little worried, and couldn't help but pull her sleeves.

"Satsuki, what's wrong with you? Do you want to go backstage? If you want to go, give Liu Mengmei and Du Liniang more rewards for me. ”

Rong Ma's words seemed to make Song Lingyue find an excuse to go backstage, nodded, loaded two big purses, and plucked up the courage to go backstage.

There were many people in the hall, and it was inconvenient to walk, so Song Lingyue went around to the door of the box, wanting to go around the backstage from the door of a row of boxes.

After passing through two boxes, seeing that it was about to pass, a box near the backstage, the door was half closed, and suddenly there was a burst of laughter, mixed with a woman's coquettish smile, Song Lingyue subconsciously glanced sideways, but this glance made her heart beat faster, and she couldn't move anymore.

This is a big box, there are six people in it, three men and one woman are sitting, and two are standing, still wearing costumes, it is Liu Mengmei and Du Liniang on the stage just now, that is, Shaotang and Bai Peony.

In the right position of the box, Xia Yeqing was squinting and leaning on the soft seat, but coincidentally, he was wearing the same long shirt today, even the color was the same as Song Lingyue's, the same moon white long shirt, worn on his tall and stylish figure, and a ruffian smile was hooked on his handsome face, which was extremely elegant and handsome.

Song Lingyue glanced at him, and quickly looked away, as if Xia Yeqing's face was poisonous, and he couldn't take a second look, so he turned to look at the others, and the other two men didn't know each other, but looking at the clothes and dress, the customized expensive suits, and the gold watches on their wrists, they were all either rich or expensive.

The woman who was sitting, although Song Lingyue didn't know her, she guessed her identity at a glance, the water-red wrapped cheongsam, the hot wavy curls draped behind her head, the heavy makeup, the big red lips, the figure was not bad, she spoke coquettishly, and from time to time she put her hand on the shoulder of the man next to her.

Looking at Shaotang again, he was standing on the side of Xia Yeqing, and there was a trace of embarrassment on his pink and white face that had not yet had time to remove his makeup, as if he was embarrassed, and he couldn't get rid of it, one hand hung down on his side, and the other hand stretched out, but it happened to be blocked by the desktop again, and he couldn't see where he stretched out.

Song Lingyue was thinking about whether to break in and pull Shaotang out, when she saw that he suddenly took a step back, and the outstretched hand was also raised, but it was not one hand, it was two hands held together, and the other was a summer night.