Chapter 147: And Me

"Yes! And it's a mother-daughter reunion. The mother and daughter in charge of the kitchen, the father and son soldiers! Haha..."

"Sister Xinyi, I said that one day, when I have many emergency customers, I have to rely on your mother and mother to rescue it, you Kebu should just remember to steal food. Haha..."

Song Shanwen also ran over to join in the fun, with a wicked smile on the corner of his mouth.

Song Xinyi just smiled faintly, which was a response.

"Sister Qi, you see that Da Boduo is biased. Then the good errand was distributed to me. Unexpectedly, all of them let a dead girl take advantage of them. ”

Song Zhuyu pulled her sister Song Siqi's sleeve, pursed her lips, and looked happy.

As she spoke, she writhed her fat body.

Song Zhuyu was still talking about being scared, but when she saw Song Siqi glaring at her patiently, she immediately closed her mouth and bowed her head aggrievedly.

At this time, Song Xinyi, who was thin and weak, had already been surrounded, and everyone was staring at her like a little monkey in the circus, just hoping that she would be ugly.

But Song Xinyi's face was calm, except that she always maintained a decent smile, and her expression was watching Song Yan's mood fluctuate.

It was as if this outcome had been expected by her.

After everyone finished saying a word, Song Xinyi just said lightly, "I will work hard." ”

"Ahem... Please be quiet. ”

After hearing everyone's laughter, Steward Wang cleared his throat again.

It seems that he suddenly remembered this time, and as the chief butler, he seemed to need to come out to maintain order.

"And me!"

Suddenly, Song Xinyi only felt that she was being hit by something behind her, and her body staggered forward two steps in a controlled manner, and then tilted towards a figure in front of her.

Song Xinyi was taken aback, and couldn't help but reach out and grab it indiscriminately.

"Whew, thank goodness!"

Song Xinyi breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately she didn't fall and chew.

After laying this account, it should be calculated, Song Xinyi twisted her eyebrows and forced her head back, intending to see if it was Song Fang sacred.

I saw a pair of fleshy little short hands touching a round little head at the waist-high position.

"Hey, I was scared to death, I almost fell to the ground!"

Looking at the little boy's milky and funny appearance, Song Xinyi had already climbed up to her forehead and was swept away.

In front of a small cloth spot, it is really angry.

"You should thank this Sister Xinyi."

A faint voice sounded, and Song Xinyi realized that it seemed to be Song Yuyang's arm that she grabbed indiscriminately just now.

"Thank you, Brother II!"

Looking at Song Yu's decent sleeves that had been twisted, Song Xinyi smiled a little embarrassedly.

Song Yu nodded slightly, and then arranged his sleeves expressionlessly.

"Uh, the ......"

Song Xinyi stood awkwardly, still wanting to say something, but saw that Song Yu had already turned around.

"Xiao Wei, thank you Sister Xinyi!"

Song Nian walked over and touched the little boy's little head.

The little boy raised a fleshy little face, blinked his innocent big eyes, and showed a bright smile, "Hehe, thank you, Sister Xinyi!" ”

Song Xinyi came back to her senses and nodded, and then carefully looked at the little boy opposite.

The little boy was five or six years old, his facial features had not grown much, and his face was white and chubby, like a meat bun.

A pair of small short hands are still patting their chests, but they look cute and cute.

Listening to the eldest brother call him "Xiaowei", it should be Song Wei, the youngest son in the house.

After spreading Song Xinyi, she still couldn't help but complain secretly, but she didn't expect that Song Shanwen would have such a cute younger brother.

"What are you doing here?"

Song Shanwen came over, like a chicken, and dragged Song Wei to his side.

Song Wei grinned when he saw his brother, "Hehe, no one plays with me after eating, mother, my brother and sister are here, so I came over." ”

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Song Shanwen said that he was about to pull Song Wei aside, but he saw Song Wei suddenly hugging his brother Yang's thigh, "I also want to divide labor, I also want to divide labor!" ”

"You? Is there a division of labor if the hair grows together? ”

Song Shanwen looked down on his younger brother with a slight mockery.

"The third aunt is really good, the division of labor is all an adult's business, why did you ask a little broken child to run over and mix blindly?"

Song Zhuyu also muttered.

"You said that the family is all counted, and the head of the family and uncle have said that my name is on the division of labor, and I can participate!"

Song Wei stood aside.

"Hahaha, interesting, let's listen to what Steward Wang has to say first."

Song Nian gave Wang Gui a look, meaning to let him continue.

Only then did Wang Gui open the roster in style:

"The name of the little boy, there is it in this booklet, and because he is still young, he will make arrangements for the time being."

Wang Gui said and bent over to show an amiable appearance and looked at Song Wei.

When Song Wei heard this, he seemed to believe it too much, and poked his head straight to the roster on tiptoe.

Seeing this, Wang Gui spread out the roster directly in front of Song Weiyang's eyes, then pointed to a line with his finger and said with a smile:

"Hehe, little boy, please see it for yourself!"

Song Wei stared at the booklet very seriously, and he knew whether he had recognized all the words on it.

After a long time, at last Bugan could not hide his loss and drooped his head in fright.

"Really, no? Will the cloth be missed? If you want to be Buran, Steward Wang is going to the uncle of the house owner to ask for a fright! ”

"This ......," Wang Gui glanced at Song Wei in embarrassment.

"Okay, if you don't have it, if you ask, you still don't have it, if you want to ask, go to your mother and ask!" Song Zhuyu said a little patiently.

Song Wei stretched his little face aggrievedly, and his face was happy.

Song Siqi smiled and bent over, reached out and pinched Song Weiyang's little face, and said gently:

"Xiao Wei is good, you go to your mother first, and later my sister will help you go to the uncle of the family head to ask clearly, okay?"

Song Wei's eyes widened suddenly, "Really?" Sister Si Qi will help Xiao Wei to ask the uncle of the family? ”

Seeing Song Siqi smiling and nodding his head again, Song ran away with cheers.

After sending Song Wei away, Wang Gui instantly turned into a humble but still a little serious smile, and then continued to look at the other young ladies of the young lady:

"Now that everyone has made their work clear, please go back and clean up your worries, and go to your respective shops early tomorrow morning to sign in. The old slave might as well go to the master of the house to reply to the letter. ”

After listening to Wang Gui's instructions, all the sons and ladies also led their respective little maids and maids to disperse one after another.

Coming out of the backyard, Song Xinyi was also in a hurry, so she walked slowly at the back, so she could also take a look at the situation of Song Fuyang by the way.

"Sister Xinyi!"

As soon as her feet stepped into the front yard, she suddenly heard someone calling her, and Song Xinyi raised her head and looked over.

I saw Song Shanwen standing at the entrance of the front yard, a step away from him, shaking his folding fan, smiling flatteringly.

"Bu Zhishan Wen Gongzi has Song advice?" Song Xinyi retracted her steps and asked calmly.

Song Shanwen quickly closed the folding fan, bent down slightly, and brought his face closer:

"Sister Xinyi and I Song must be like this? Just call me Shanwen! ”

Song Xinyi said lightly, "I will serve the little maid with a cloth, and call the son of Shanwen by his name, it seems that the cloth is too appropriate, right?"

It's okay to know the people, but if you are listened to by the people who know about the cloth outside, I'm afraid that it will affect the image of the son of Shanwen too well, right? ”

Moreover, I am dressed so shabby, if I get too close to the son of Shanwen, I am afraid that if it spreads, I will lose the people of the Song Mansion and the face of the son of Shanwen.

Please also ask Son Shanwen to take the first step and distance yourself from me. ”

When Song Shanwen heard this, his face was embarrassed, he straightened up, and hurriedly explained with a smile:

"Hey, I blamed me for being clumsy, I had no beads, and I mistook Sister Xinyi's beauty for a maid, I really should be beaten!"

Saying this, Song Shanwen's hand had already been raised, and he was about to hit him in the face.

Only those eyes were scattered, but they swirled on Song Xinyi's face.

Song Xinyi only made a noise, slightly hooked the corners of her mouth, and stared at Song Shanwen's hand as if watching the play.