Song Xiaomian meant something, he was now dressed up as a little old man, and what she said was not false at all.

Shen Luofan's mouth was moving, if she dared to say it again, he didn't know if he could bear it.

Zhou Bin wanted to call: My ancestor, please stop talking!

Syllable! Shen Luofan threw the chopsticks on the table, she couldn't eat this meal, so she was left to eat alone.

Zhou Bin was scared to death, Ye was really angry, he looked at Song Xiaomian, she was still blinking there, looking super innocent.

Song Xiaomian stared at him as if he was fine, and continued to struggle, he couldn't waste it if he didn't eat, she didn't mind eating his share for him.

Shen Luofan drank half a bowl of soup and got up and walked out, Zhou Bin hurriedly chased after him, even if he didn't start eating, he didn't dare to hang his master to eat here alone.

Song Xiaomian's eyes went to the two of them, and they could finally eat quietly alone, and there was a man like a sand sculpture sitting opposite, which was really hard to swallow.

"Master, Xiaomian actually has no malicious intentions, but she is a little naughty." Zhou Bin whispered behind Shen Luofan, wanting to say a good word for her, Xiaomian is actually a good girl, she just loves to play pranks.

Shen Luofan suddenly stopped, turned around and glanced at him coldly, Zhou Bin only felt as if his whole body was frozen, and the lethality of the master's eyes was too heavy.

"You know her well?"

"I don't understand, I just think she's a little too young and playful." Zhou Bin stammered, and didn't dare to say more at all, just afraid that the more he said, the more wrong he became, and in the end he couldn't get it back.

"Keep an eye on her and don't let her run out again." Shen Luofan said that he walked away.

Zhou Bin shouted at his back: "Okay! ”

He returned to the kitchen and saw that Song Xiaomian was eating vigorously, so he sat down to eat together.

Song Xiaomian didn't expect him to come back so soon, took a look at him, continued to eat, and didn't plan to talk to him.

Zhou Bin didn't plan to let her go: "Xiaomian, don't always make your master angry, you will regret it in the future." ”

"What do you regret, I can't live with him forever, maybe when he really wants to do something to me, I've already run away." She said frankly that they were not destined to live together for a long time, so she had no scruples.

"You're going to drive people crazy now, don't you say you can't say a few words, and don't you call you like a chatter, babbling there all the time."

Zhou Bin frowned, feeling that she was really not an easy person to persuade, her temper was choked enough, he wanted to really marry her, and he was worried that he would have to turn white early in order to worry about her.

Seeing her so naughty, like a playful child, everyone is afraid.

"Let me talk less? Okay, I'll be dumb. Song Xiaomian smiled weirdly.

"I didn't mean that!"

After Zhou Bin finished speaking, he looked at her and found that she had stopped paying attention to herself, and continued to eat there.

He thought that he would finally calm down and enjoy the peace.

Song Lele brought the food to the room, Song Cuicui lay flat on the bed, she went over to help her up, and after getting out of bed, she walked carefully to the table, smelling the fish soup on the table, and the smell of meat, Song Cuiling couldn't help but swallow her saliva.

"These dishes are all made of small cotton, and the fish soup is also specially boiled for the two of you to recover from your wounds as soon as possible, you hurry up and drink it while it's hot." Song Lele tried his best to round Song Xiaomian's image, and didn't want the two sisters to go away from each other.

Song Cuiling's eyes were full of tears, she knew that this was her sister's craft, how could she not know the truth after eating for so long.

It's just that my sister still doesn't want to forgive herself, and she doesn't even want to bring her a meal to eat, and she feels very uncomfortable.

Song Lele urged her again: "Eat quickly, what do you want." ”

"Hmm." Song Cuiling slowly began to eat.

Song Lele watched her eat from the side, she was already satisfied, not to mention the big fish and meat, it was already a luxury to be able to eat meat once a month, she was very satisfied with the current situation, as the saying goes, contentment and happiness, she is now this model, no matter where the person is, as long as it is safe, as long as she can eat a mouthful of food, it is better than anything else.

In the courtyard next door, Uncle Zhou was waiting for Ning Haoran to eat, Uncle Zhou originally wanted to feed him, but Ning Haoran volunteered to sit up, he was not so squeamish, he had taken care of his body earlier and went to his cousin, now that the eldest cousin is here, I don't know what he wants to do, if he has bad intentions, he will find his cousin first and scare his cousin away.

Song Xiaomian entered the space and counted the money, which is not a small amount, but it is still quite far from the goal of buying.

She lay in the wooden house, enjoying the special smell of the quiet space, the butterflies swirling above her, and she slowly closed her eyes, wanting to get a good night's sleep before going out.

After she closed her eyes, Butterfly slowly anchored, and conjured a face on her side, which was an incomparably petite cheek, which looked like it was infant.

Staring at the sleeping Song Xiaomian, she took a quilt and covered her body, then flew out, picked up a hoe and began to turn over the ground.

The fish in the fish hall were jumping happily, as if they were jumping over the dragon gate, very cheerful, she looked at them and smiled, especially beautiful in the golden sunlight.

Song Tianming and Song Xiaosui hurriedly surrounded them, wanting to know what was going on, but fortunately they hadn't gone to Zhou's mansion yet, so they were afraid of going to beg for a fight.

"You listen to me, this matter is very important, if you can find the person in the painting, all these sins, I can ask the prince for forgiveness, the person in the painting must be found as soon as possible, the prince attaches great importance to this matter, today I ordered someone to draw fifty pictures, I want a few back, just so that you can make up for it."

Song Yingjie handed over the portrait to them, and these two people really broke his heart.

Song Tianming stared at the lifelike beautiful man above, a person flashed in his mind, but it was very fast, he couldn't catch it if he wanted to, "Dad, I've definitely seen him, where is it, and when did I forget." ”

"Really? Are you sure you've seen it? Song Yingjie seemed to have received great news, and suddenly became excited, maybe he would report the news to the prince, and the prince would reward him immediately.

"Yes, I'm pretty sure I've seen it."

Song Tianming didn't lie, he just couldn't remember it for a while.

"Okay, you think about it, I'll go and report this news to the prince right now, if the prince is willing to reward it, I will mention your holiday with Ning Gongzi, and let him come forward to help settle it." Song Yingjie didn't expect things to take a turn for the better, and he was very happy at the moment.

Song Xiaosui also laughed, and Xianggong finally came in handy.

In the station, Wu Yaohui was dining, Huang Qingyi was waiting on the side, and everyone else was outside.

"Lord, if it's boring, my subordinates will go and have some fun coming back?" When Huang Qingyi spoke, his eyes were full of smiles, he had followed the prince for many years, and he could be said to be a partner who grew up together, closer than his family.

His so-called fun, Wu Yaohui is very clear.

"No, you don't." He was now concentrating on this matter, and he couldn't afford to show up by accident.

Huang Qingyi persuaded: "Lord Wang, it's okay to do things and entertain, I heard that the little girl here in Xicheng is still very good, and the villain will find a way to bring people back, so that the gods don't know it." ”

"We'll talk about it tomorrow night." Wu Yaohui was not in that mood, still thinking about what he would do if he really met the other party.

Huang Qingyi didn't dare to say much now, the prince was not interested, no matter how much he did, it would be in vain.

After a long time, I heard someone report outside: "Report to the prince, Lord Song asks to see you." ”

Didn't he just go back, why did he come again?

"Let him wait outside, the prince is eating." Huang Qingyi immediately blocked back.

Wu Yaohui waved his hand and glared at Huang Qingyi, he hurriedly said, "The prince wants to see him?" His subordinates didn't have much ability to see this Lord Song, didn't he want to curry favor with the prince? ”

"Let him in." Wu Yaohui didn't talk nonsense, although Huang Qingyi sometimes talked a lot, he was loyal to him, and he put up with his occasional self-assertion.

Song Yingjie was waiting outside, and when he heard that he could go in, he immediately trotted in, and when he arrived, he immediately knelt down and bowed, and Wu Yaohui asked him to get up without much politeness.

He quietly raised his head, and saw that the prince seemed to be in a good mood, and if he said the news, wouldn't he be even more happy, and there would be hope for the girl's affairs.

"Lord Wang, the son-in-law of the lower official said that he had seen the person in the painting, but unfortunately he couldn't remember where he had seen it for a while, I don't know if this is news?" After Song Yingjie finished speaking, he held his breath, afraid that his words would arouse the disgust of the prince.

The chopsticks in Wu Yaohui's hand paused, he looked at Song Yingjie, forgive him and didn't dare to lie nonsense.

It turns out that he is really alive! The news shook him.

"Then go back and let your son-in-law think about it, if you can really find the person in the painting, this king will be rewarded." He still means that, if you find someone, you can reward!

Song Yingjie was a little disappointed, thinking that he could win a gold medal.

"Yes, the next official will retire." He ran back and forth, and he didn't eat, who knows that he has to say this.

"Slow down, let your son-in-law live in the station, this king wants him to remember as soon as possible." Wu Yaohui seems to be unable to wait for a moment, and after looking forward to it for so many years, it can be regarded as meeting again.

"Yes."

How dare Song Yingjie disobey, thinking that if Song Tianming really arrived at the interpretation station, it would be a great opportunity for him, he would be able to please the prince well, and he would be afraid that he would not be able to eat in the future, if he couldn't seize the opportunity, he would no longer be able to put him on the wall.

Waiting for Song Yingjie to retreat, Huang Qingyi said suspiciously: "Lord Wang, could he have deliberately said this for the sake of inviting merit?" ”

"No, since there are many sources saying that he is here, it will definitely not be groundless, I am afraid that he will be incognito and mixed in the crowd, if there is a big change in appearance, it is normal for no one to recognize him for a while, let's stay here longer."