Yang Ping now finally has the appearance of a young lady from a big family.

Wearing a cotton jacket made of satin with bright colors, her pigtails are not messy, because her life has become better, her little face and hands are no longer full of chapped and chilblains at this time in previous years, and she has returned to the appearance of a young teenage girl who should have been pink and tender.

Spring is already in sight everywhere in the provincial capital, but often when the snow melts, it is the coldest time of the year.

At this moment, Yang Ping is practicing calligraphy by the fire pond, and the writing is crooked, but the victory lies in the correct attitude, meticulousness, and it is liked by the eyes.

In fact, brothers and sisters are like this, whether it is life or something else, whether it is good or bad, brothers and sisters will always face it with the hardest work and the most positive attitude, like grass pressed under the stones, because they all know that there is no way back, only forward.

Manpower is exhausted, and the rest depends on the destiny of heaven.

The bell of the rickshaw rang at the door, and several servants trotted to the door, took the small bag in Song Jiawen's hand, and said with a smile: "The guy from the grain store came in the afternoon, saying that there was Miss Jiawen and your letter came over, and it was already placed on Miss Pingping's side!" ”

"Really?"

Hearing this, Song Jiawen rushed to the hall and shouted, "Pingping, did my father send me a letter?" ”

The servants looked at Song Jiawen's galloping appearance, and couldn't help but cover their mouths and smile, saying in their hearts that this looks like a young grandmother of the Yang family, it is clearly a wild girl who has not yet been determined!

As for the fact that Song Jiawen has not really married her own grandfather, everything is automatically ignored, although they don't really have much contact with Yang Yi, but from Yang An and Yang Ping, they can all see what kind of person this Yang Ye is, in this family, except for Song Jiawen, there is no other young grandmother!

Seeing Song Jiawen rushing in, Yang Ping hummed without raising her eyelids.

"Do you still want to eat this?"

Song Jiawen took out a handful of snacks from her pocket and smiled, her expression was like a big bad wolf who tricked the little white rabbit into opening the door.

Yang Ping immediately became happy, snatched the snack and stuffed it into her mouth to enjoy it, and at the same time took out a letter from her pocket and handed it to Song Jiawen.

"No one is robbing you again, you eat slowly!" Song Jiawen said with a roll of her eyes.

Yang Ping lamented: "If the third brother sees it, you have to scold me to death, the eldest brother is not here, and the second brother is not coming back, he is now staring at me and bullying me alone!" ”

Song Jiawen laughed, now Yang An is in charge of the family, and the rules are big.

"Sister Jiawen, don't be too complacent!"

Yang Ping pursed her lips and retorted: "Uncle Nian's letter doesn't know what to say, if he has to promise you to others, see if you still laugh or not......"

"You think I'm you?"

Song Jiawen raised her chin and said loudly: "Our family, I have the final say, I, Song Jiawen, will marry whoever I want, and no one can care!" ”

Yang Ping leaned back and said, "Sister Jiawen, you are really not ashamed......"

Song Jiawen picked up her fist and hit, and only after laughing for a while did she open the envelope, and said with a sad face before reading the letter: "Dad is really, what is he doing in the provincial capital!" ”

What she didn't know was that when Song Kangnian received the letter she wrote back, she was so angry that she almost fainted on the spot, shouting that she had no way to teach her daughter, and she lost the face of the ancestors of the Song family - it was just a matter of not listening to the words of the matchmaker and concubine of her parents, and now she has not written a single word, and she has gone to live in someone's house!

This big girl's family, really don't want any face?

Of course, Song Kangnian dared to say this in his own home, in front of his daughter, then he didn't dare to say it even if he was killed.

After scolding his daughter, Song Kangnian began to scold Yang Yi again, scolding this kid for refusing to agree to the invitation of Captain Xu of the security team with a high salary, and he wanted to come to the provincial capital with all his heart, and he simply wanted to take the opportunity to stay away from his sight and beat his own daughter's idea - it was simply a wolf's ambition, not as good as a beast!

As mentioned in the letter, after Yang Yi came to the provincial capital, he became a famous Yang Ye in the provincial capital in just a few months, not to mention that he had saved a huge family business, and now if his daughter Song Kangnian follows Yang Yi, it will not be married, but Gao Pan, Song Kangnian will not believe it if he is killed!

He was sure that this was a trick that Yang Yi's stinky boy wanted to cut first and then play, and cooked the raw rice so that he had to agree to come up with it, and he wouldn't fall for it!

"I think my Song family can have today's family business, it has gone through three or four generations of accumulation to get to where it is today, you Yang Yi want to be rich and prosperous in just a few months, who are you? If you want to lie to me Song Kangnian, there is no door! ”

Thinking of his flower-like daughter being held in the arms of Yang Yi, a rough man who was not good-looking, Song Kangnian felt distressed like a cat scratching, so he decided to go to the provincial capital thousands of miles away to beat the mandarin ducks, regardless of his old age and decrepitness.

As soon as I heard that the lord was going to the provincial capital, the wives, aunts and wives who had been in the ravines for most of their lives were clamoring to follow and see the world of flowers outside.

"Shut up!"

Song Kangnian was furious, slapped the table fiercely and shouted, "What do you think I'm going to the provincial city for, master?" Lao Tzu is going to find Yang Yi's kid to work hard, not to play - stay at home honestly! ”

In this way, Song Kangnian first sent a letter to Song Jiawen, although he didn't say it explicitly, but the words were nothing more than to clean himself, don't take advantage of Yang Yi's kid, and wait until he arrived in the provincial capital, and then quickly packed up and rushed to the provincial capital in a hurry.

After Yang Ping finished reading the letter, he couldn't stand up straight on the ground: "Uncle Nian is so funny, how can my eldest brother be such a person......"

"How honest do you think your eldest brother is!"

Song Jiawen said stupidly, and then saw Yang Ping's eyes with her mouth wide open and her eyes were about to fall to the ground, and suddenly her pretty face was bloody, and she kicked Yang Ping very embarrassed and said: "You stinky girl, what kind of expression do you have, what do you know!" ”

"Did I say anything? Nope! ”

Yang Ping got up and ran away with a small face, and the unbridled laughter sounded in the courtyard.

Song Jiawen lay on the table and covered her face, wailing, and said in her heart that now, she has no face to see people......

But at this moment, Deng Tianlin came in, looked at Yang Ping who was laughing madly in the yard in surprise, and then looked at Song Jiawen, and said in surprise: "Miss Jiawen, Pingping, what's wrong?" ”

Song Jiawen was embarrassed to say that this stinky girl was a big ghost, so she could only cough twice to cover up the past, and then said: "Mr. Deng, you are here, is there anything wrong?" ”

"What else could it be?"

Deng Tianlin smiled bitterly: "Isn't it because of Vice Captain Zhu?" Miss Jiawen, if it continues like this, our casino will be closed - when will Yang Ye come back? ”