Chapter 258: It's hard to tell the truth from the fake

"Yes."

Ling Wang was making a pair of leggings for Song Xinyi, using the softest cotton fabric, with fine and dense legs.

She has Song Xinyi to bring food to eat these days, and the second room to take care of her, she eats well, and someone helps with housework, she is leisurely, and her mood is much better, and she has a smile on her face, which looks very soft.

In addition, tonight I got the news that Song Xinyi would go to the school for half a day and go to the pot for half a day, and she was in a very good mood, and the work on her hands was done faster.

"Your Uncle Yang is a good person, the most honest duty, your father often praised him to me when he was there, to put it mildly, the Ling family burned the pot thanks to him, otherwise where could this wine be so famous."

"So, Uncle Yang and my father used to have a good relationship?"

Ling Wang's words are inseparable from Song Xinyi's guess in her heart, it seems that what Fat Dun said to him today is really made up, and it is all a pit that Second Uncle Ling deliberately dug for himself!

Unexpectedly, Ling Wang stopped the needle and thread in his hand, raised his eyebrows and waved his hand.

"No, others are at odds with their hearts and minds, but they are at odds with their hearts and faces. When your father was helping out on the pot, he often quarreled with Uncle Yang, your Uncle Yang is a straight person, he doesn't talk around the corner, and he often makes your father unable to get off the stage, your father is also a stubborn temper, and he always has to talk about right and wrong when he encounters something. ”

"There's really such a thing......"

It turned out that the quarrel and fight were true, no wonder the guys on the burning pot spread this, but even if Uncle Yang and Ling Qingshan always quarreled, didn't the Ling Wang clan say it, they were at odds with each other, and they would not make a feud at all.

Today, Fat Dun's words are deliberately misleading himself, Uncle Yang will not harm himself at all, otherwise, he would not have specifically gone to find his grandfather, suggesting that he go to the school for half a day and go to the pot for half a day.

It's just that why did Uncle Yang suddenly snub himself, he was obviously good yesterday......

Forget it, I don't want to think about this reason, there will always be a chance to figure it out in the future, as long as I am sure that Uncle Yang is not an enemy.

She had a certain idea in her heart, and then remembered another thing, moved her body forward, looked at Ling Wang's familiar twisted needle, and asked more.

"Mother, have you ever made shoes for that guy Xiao Gao in the shop before?"

"Who, Kodaka?"

Ling Wang was a little puzzled and looked at her in a daze.

Song Xinyi hurriedly explained.

"It's the guy who sells wine to individual customers on the counter, and he invited me to eat peanuts today, saying that my brother gave him a pair of shoes in the past, and you didn't make those shoes?"

"Mother, where can I get my hands on this craft, so I will make two pairs of shoes for you and your brother to wear, and make them for outsiders, so I don't have to make people laugh at my clumsiness."

Ling Wang shook his head and smiled, denying the incident.

Didn't Ling Wang do it? Who made the shoes that Xiao Gao said for him? Where did Ling Juncheng get a pair of shoes for Xiao Gao? Fast-eyed reading

Could it be that this Xiao Gao is another eyeliner arranged by Second Uncle Ling, deliberately close to himself, just to dig a pit for himself and pick up his own details?

Thinking of Xiao Gao's kind smile today, as well as his unceremonious affectionate demeanor, Song Xinyi was afraid for a while.

This Xiao Gao is only more than ten years old, but his acting skills are much more natural than Fat Dunke, and he smiles so naturally, as if he really had a friendship with himself, fortunately he didn't tell him too much today, otherwise, wouldn't it be exposed?

In this world, it is not easy to live at all, and these people I meet are difficult to distinguish between true and false, and I am really tired.

But no matter how difficult it is, she has to work hard to live, not for anything else, just for the hard-won life, no matter where she is, she can't give up easily.

In her previous life, she was an orphan who was abandoned at birth, except for Zhang's mother and her friends in the welfare home, she had no other relatives, she was able not to give up her efforts, and her life was no worse than others. Now that she has crossed over to Song Xinyi, she has a mother, a grandfather, and a kind-hearted person like Uncle Yang who secretly thinks about herself, so she can't easily give up her life and life.

Although there are jackals around at this moment, she also has people who love her by her side, and there is nothing to be afraid of, just be cautious and cautious in the future.

Ling Juncheng had been in the private school before, and he usually went with Yujin Yulin, but he was weak by nature and didn't like to talk, and he was often bullied by the troublemaker Yulin in the private school and didn't dare to speak up.

The gentleman who taught accepted the benefits of the second and third uncles of the Ling family, took more care of Ling Yujin and Ling Yulin, and naturally did not pay attention to this Ling Juncheng, who had no money to give gifts.

Song Xinyi got such a memory from the original owner, and couldn't help but exhale heavily, it turned out that the second and third rooms of the Ling family had long been guarded against Ling Juncheng, this was to make Ling Juncheng a waste in her heart, they were all members of the Ling family, and Ling Juncheng also called them uncle every day, how could these people be so vicious!

However, it doesn't matter, this group of people will always pay the due price for what they have done, Ming'er went to a private school, and then improvise!

There was nothing to say that night, and early the next morning, Song Xinyi was no longer lazy, but got up with Ling Wang's early in the morning, Ling Wang's felt sorry for her, and shouted repeatedly.

"Cheng'er, it's still early, don't get up so early, you're going to study at a private school in the morning, it's a lot of brains, obedient, you can sleep a little longer."

"Mother, I'm fine, the air is so good in the morning, I'll get up and move."

Song Xinyi smiled and put on her clothes and pants, but when she turned her head, she saw a small dark green cloth bag next to the pillow, which contained the things she needed to go to the private school.

Her heart warmed, and her fingertips gently swiped the hemp cloth bag, although Ling Wang's family was not a mother in her true sense, but this kind of maternal love moved her again and again.

Ling Wang's family cleaned up in the house as usual, but now she finished her work in the house and did not continue to stay in the house, but went out in the direction of the courtyard of Ling's house.

Song Xinyi then remembered that it had been seven days since Ling Juncheng had left, and according to custom, the Ling Wang family did not have to continue to stay in the house, but had to go to the middle courtyard to help cook and do housework.

She also had an important business to do, so she cleaned up briefly, closed the door, and ran into the backyard of the pot.

Yesterday, she put the puppy baby in the box, and when she came back at night, the guys in the backyard had already slept, and it was inconvenient for her to come in and get the dog, and she didn't know if the puppy was hungry at this time.

"Oops, where did the stinky dog come from, dirty Lao Tzu's feet, get out!"

Before entering the courtyard, a commotion reached Song Xinyi's ears, followed by the laughter of the guys.

"This dog cub is fat enough, slaughter the stew pot soup, let's open the meat too!"

"Yes, slaughtered and slaughtered, I'll peel and clean up, keep it clean!"