"Sister."

"Don't call me, I don't have time to pay attention to you." Song Xiaomian let out a loud sigh, carried the herbs and walked to the kitchen, she needed to be quiet.

Song Cuiling wanted to take the opportunity to pounce into Ning Haoran's arms to find comfort, but as if he had a premonition, he turned around in advance, causing her to pounce.

Zhou Bo followed Song Xiaomian into the kitchen, and he asked behind her, "Do you need help?" ”

"Yes, Uncle Zhou, please help me make a fire, and I'll wash these mint herbs first." She also had to take out the spiritual spring water from the space, otherwise she was worried that the herbs would not be able to achieve the effect she said she would have at that time.

"Okay, if you need help, just ask." Zhou Bo said very generously, but he secretly squinted at Song Xiaomian out of the corner of his eyes, wanting to see if she put other materials in the pot, otherwise it would be so amazing to boil herbs?

Song Xiaomian was very cunning, how could she let Zhou Bo see her actions clearly, she used an eye-catching method, took the water out of the space, poured it into the bucket, and then poured it into the cauldron with the herbs and began to boil.

Zhou Bo's eyes never blinked, he didn't see the clue, he thought to himself, since her herbal tea is so magical, he will cut his finger again after a while to try the effect.

If it is really as useful as she said before, he really admires her so much, this herb will not work in the hands of ordinary people, if it becomes completely different through her hands, she is a genius.

Song Cuiling also wanted to go into the kitchen, but was pulled by Ning Haoran, she looked at him puzzled, she also wanted to brush up on her sister's presence.

"Xiaomian is busy, don't disturb her." It turned out that Ning Haoran was afraid that she would disturb Song Xiaomian's work, and Song Cuiling thought that he was worried that he would be scolded by his sister again.

She swallowed her sadness in her stomach, and barely squeezed out a smile on her face, "Yes, I listen to Ning Gongzi." ”

"What are you all doing? Time to eat. Zhou Bin came back from outside, and saw the two of them blocking the door, his eyes couldn't help but glance at Ning Haoran, he didn't want him to make a mistake, he was a noble son, and he was pulling and pulling with Song Cuiling all day long, if Song Cuiling was a girl with bad intentions, wouldn't he jump into the river and wash his innocence when the time came?

Even Song Xiaomian Ye was not allowed to get close to Ning Haoran's side, and he didn't let them have the opportunity to continue to develop, and he looked down on Song Cuiling even more.

"Brother Zhou, my sister is making herbal tea, have you ever drunk it?" When Song Cuiling saw Zhou Bin, she immediately launched a gentle offensive against him, as if in her eyes, as long as she was a man, she should not let go.

"She's my fiancée, of course I know everything about her, but as your sister, how much do you know about your sister?" Zhou Bin took the opportunity to ask, what kind of person Song Cuiling is, he doesn't want to delve into it, and the things that his master gives him are bound to be done.

"Of course I know my sister, we grew up together, my sister is kind and lovely, hardworking and serious, and she loves me very much." Song Cuiling hurriedly revealed the original image of her sister in her heart, she has become smarter, and she doesn't want to smear her sister in front of everyone, in that case, she will only cause more trouble for herself.

They all seemed to like her sister, and when she said bad things about her, they hated her.

"That's it?" Zhou Bin picked his forehead, Song Cuiling was indeed disappointing.

"I still know some of her living habits, but this is a matter of our girl's family, where can I easily tell you." Song Cuiling wanted to win back a city for herself, but she pouted again.

"Alright, let's eat, don't bother her." Zhou Bin's face was up, and he began to say with a straight face, just like her, no matter how you look at it, she is not a sister, Song Xiaomian has changed over and over, as far as he can feel, is she pretending to be stupid or does she really not know?

If you really don't know, just a sister like her, don't do it.

Song Cuiling is full of grievances, where did she say something wrong? looked at Ning Haoran pitifully, wanting to get him a comfort.

Ning Haoran turned his face away, and sat down with Zhou Bin in the past, the two of them were rivals in love, but for some reason, he couldn't be angry with him.

Zhou Bo came out to serve them to eat, his eyes were always staring inside, in fact, he was already cooking, there was no need to keep staring at the fire, there was firewood in the stove, but Song Xiaomian said that he wanted to watch, listening to the sound of the water inside was also a pleasure, he couldn't understand her strange feelings.

"Xiaomian, you can eat first, and then you can cook later." Zhou Bin shouted inside, his voice was softer, just to make Ning Haoran feel his tenderness for Song Xiaomian.

"Brother Zhou, I'll eat it later, don't worry about me." Song Xiaomian raised his head and responded outside, his eyes were still staring at the herbal tea in the pot, which had only been boiled for half an hour, and had already exuded the smell of herbal tea, with a faint medicinal smell, and a swishing smell, which ordinary people would find unpleasant, but after getting used to it, they could easily detect its distinctive smell.

"Uncle Zhou, take a bowl and take out a little bit of the vegetables and leave them for Xiaomian to eat." Zhou Bin became very considerate, just to disguise a false image.

Zhou Cheng stared at his son for a while, but he didn't make a sound, he went to get the bowl as he said, and after loading the dishes, he returned to the same place and continued to complain, in front of outsiders, they are master and servant, he has to play this role well, so as not to be suspicious of others.

Ning Haoran saw him commanding like this, and there was a sense of astringency in his heart, how could he not think of this? Brother Zhou is more careful than himself, if Xiaomian really marries him, he should be able to be happy, right?

Zhou Bin saw the changes in his eyes, as long as he tried to force him back to the capital, they would soon be able to restore peace in Xicheng.

It's just that if Song Yingjie refuses to let go of the Song Xiaomian sisters, I'm afraid that it will cause a new round of bloody storms.

"Uncle Zhou, you go outside tomorrow and ask a gentleman to come back, I want to marry Xiaomian one day." Zhou Bin thought that it was better to strike while the iron was hot, so he forced Ning Haoran to retreat.

"Okay." Uncle Zhou was very calm, without any expression of opposition, seeing that Song Xiaomian was so capable, he had begun to like her, if the master intended to ask her to marry his son, he would avoid embarrassment and accept her!

"Brother Zhou, don't be in a hurry about getting married, you and Xiaomian still need to know more about each other, right?" Ning Haoran tried to stop it, but he still didn't want to give up until the last moment.

"I like her, no matter how good she is or what she is bad, I can tolerate her unconditionally, so there is no problem at all for us to get married." Zhou Bin said, his eyes poked into the kitchen, Song Xiaomian was a smart girl, and he wanted her help.

Otherwise, he was afraid that he would not be able to deal with Ning Haoran.

Uncle Zhou said with rare help: "Song Xiaomian is a good girl, the master is right to marry her home earlier, Ning Gongzi, I'm afraid you don't know, the elders of our master have long been looking forward to the day when they will hold their grandson." ”

"Xiaomian is still young, did you marry her just to force her to have children?" Ning Haoran suddenly became a little excited, how could he listen to it in particular, Xiaomian is not a sow, she is young and beautiful, she should not be bound by the child early.

"I like Brother Zhou and am willing to have children for him."

Song Xiaomian really didn't disappoint Zhou Bin, her crisp voice came out of it, and it was extremely loud.

Shen Luofan happened to be outside the door, his forehead quietly frowned, Song Xiaomian is from the heart? Is she really going to marry Zhou Bin? He was just a reinforcement plan at that time, and Zhou Bin was really going to hug Xiaomian back?

"Xiaomian Xiaomian, let's get married sooner." Zhou Bin rarely raised his profile, he thought about his master's wish, as long as Ning Haoran left, he and Xiaomian would return to their original mode of getting along, if she really wanted to be his wife, he was so coarse, if she didn't dislike her, he would also cherish her for a lifetime.

"Brother Zhou, Xiaomian listens to you." Song Xiaomian can be said to have accompanied him in a play, she doesn't care, anyway, she is not really married, after she earns money and settles down her family, she has to travel around the world outside, even if she and Zhou Bin are a foregone conclusion, when she returns, things are already wrong, who still remembers these between them?

"Good!"

Zhou Bin became the biggest winner, he felt a little fluttering, although he didn't look ugly, but thinking that he had snatched Song Xiaomian from Ning Haoran's hands, that kind of honor made people swell up a little.

"Ahem."

Shen Luofan had to cough hard!

He came out because he was worried about Song Xiaomian, who knew that people were doing well, and he was going to marry Zhou Bin, what was he worried about?

"Brother Shen, you're back, Uncle Zhou, quick, get the dishes and chopsticks for Brother Shen, see what other dishes are in the kitchen, and get more dishes out." Zhou Bin didn't know why, he became flustered, he felt that his eyes were not quite right at the moment, even if he was usually stern, he would not show him this kind of inquiring eyes, let alone stare at himself scrutinically.

He thinks that he didn't do anything wrong, could it be that he had an accident somewhere else? It's only been a day since I went back, maybe there is a situation in Songjia Village?

"Brother Shen, you're back, wash your hands and eat." Ning Haoran was more happy, he was still depressed and couldn't say goodbye to him well, and when he came back, he could talk to him more.

Shen Luofan sat down without saying a word, Uncle Zhou handed over the bowl with rice, he took the chopsticks, and ate the vegetables.

It's like he's hungry, and he only cares about eating, ignoring others.

Song Xiaomian walked to the door, and also stared at Shen Luofan, he looked like he was going to go in the dust, he should have rushed out in a hurry.

He sat down, how dare others squeak, and suddenly, the room became unusually quiet, and the crackling sound of the fire in the kitchen became very loud.

"Brother Shen, don't swallow if you're afraid of eating." Song Xiaomian reminded him out of kindness.

Shen Luofan still ignored it.

Song Cuiling wanted to speak, but Ning Haoran glanced at her, and she had to be silent.

Smelling the smell of herbal tea coming from the kitchen, Ning Haoran couldn't suppress it and said, "Xiaomian, give me two bowls." ”

"Okay, whoever wants to drink it today is free, starting tomorrow, I will have to charge, and I have to recover some cost to buy herbal tea medicinal materials."