Zheng Qingshan was also happy that they were honest, the silver on the tray in his hand was distributed, and in the end, everyone present had a share, but they were more or less distributed.

At least for a few days to come, they won't need to beg to fill their bellies.

The beggars kowtowed to Changle Fang one after another, thanking each other, all with a look of satisfaction and gratitude.

"Crackling ......"

The sound of firecrackers is still ringing.

The owner of a delicate carriage that had just stepped into the north of the city heard the loud sound of firecrackers in his ears.

There were more than a dozen guards in front of and behind the carriage, and the driver of the carriage was a strong man with an expressionless face, and the other party had a paralyzed face and couldn't see any expression.

This person is none other than Long Wu, who was sent to protect Song Yihuan.

Song Yihuan sat in the carriage, listening to the sound of firecrackers from far and near, and the corners of his lips hooked up with a smile.

If she wasn't afraid of the cold, she would have wanted to open the curtains and see what was happening outside the door.

The noise around was also much louder, and it seemed that there were a lot of people joining in the fun.

Wei Ning led his men to set off firecrackers, and when he turned around, he saw an exquisite carriage parked outside the crowd.

He strode up to Song Nuoyan and stretched out his hand: "Boss, do you see if that's Miss's carriage?" ”

Song Nuoyan looked in the direction he was pointing, just in time to see Long Wu open the carriage door and open the heavy curtain.

Song Yihuan held the hand warmer in his hand, put on a bright red cloak, and walked out of the carriage.

Seeing that it was her, Song Nuoyan didn't have time to speak to the people around him, pushed the guests who wanted to enter Changle Fang, and strode in the direction where Song Yihuan was.

When Zheng Qingshan saw him coming, he hurriedly greeted everyone: "Ladies and gentlemen, please come and invite people from the dance workshop to help the opening of Changle Fang, don't miss it." ”

"Really?"

When a man passing by Zheng Qingshan heard this, his eyes instantly lit up.

"The guest officer will find out when he goes in and sees."

At this moment, the sound of the piano sounded in the lobby of Changle Fang, which was not a beautiful sound, but it was also a song that made people feel good when they heard it.

As soon as they heard that Changle Fang had invited people from the dance workshop, the people who had been stopping also rushed inside.

Song Nuoyan, who rushed out of the crowd, saw Song Yihuan in the red festive skirt of the river and got out of the carriage.

The other party was holding the hand warmer in both hands, and when he saw him, he came with a smile: "Second brother, I'm not late, am I?" ”

Song Nuoyan, who was still smiling, pulled down his face when he heard this.

"I thought you weren't coming."

Song Yihuan smiled: "How come, it's not that I'm getting up late, I still haven't caught up after cleaning up." ”

As early as when she heard about the firecrackers, she knew it was too late.

"But the people of the Li family won't let you go out?" Song Nuoyan asked tentatively.

He didn't believe Song Yihuan's words.

Unfortunately, what he said was the truth.

Song Yihuan walked up to him and said with a smile: "Second brother, have you forgotten what day you had last year?" ”

"What day can it be, it's just their Li Mansion who forcibly seized it!"

Song Yihuan knew that the cheap second brother was in a bad mood.

When carrying her on the sedan chair yesterday, the other party secretly wiped his eyes with his sleeves.

She knew that the other party loved her, and she was reluctant to marry her, and she was even more afraid that she would be wronged in the Li Mansion.

"Good second brother, last year was the day of my wedding, I got up and tossed before dawn, and I couldn't sleep until halfway, and it's normal to get up late tonight."

These words were originally intended to appease Song Nuoyan, but Song Yihuan didn't know the hidden meaning in the words.

Song Nuoyan heard something, his eyes widened, and he first glanced at the guards behind Song Yihuan.