No.

Of course not.

Song Huaian wanted to say this, but unfortunately, the fact that everyone knows at the moment is.

They are still real sisters, like the fake ones.

And this fact is still made up by herself.

Song Huai'an suddenly wanted to let out a long sigh when she thought about this, not that she felt that her fate was unbelievable or anything like that, but she simply felt that she could do such a thing.

It's embarrassing.

The Buddha said: One flower, one world.

Maybe that's what she's doing right now.

"I am really her sister, I can find it in the Anyang County Mansion under Luo'an County, I am a three-year German calendar, and Song Huaixin is one year earlier than me."

Song Huaian said as she propped up the bamboo pole, and she saw a clump of moldy leaves in the height.

"But, Wanniang, do you know, although most families are mothers and sons, filial piety, brothers, brothers, brothers, and brothers, they also have that kind of kinship, and they hate each other, and even hate each other......"

"Just like me and Song Huaixin."

"Or Kou Jingyu and Kou Yanzhong ......"

The knife edge on the bamboo pole was very sharp, and it slashed into the small branch of the bamboo, and the small branch fell down suddenly, and it fell skillfully into the bamboo basket resting on the ground.

Song Huai'an held the long pole and was a little stunned when she suddenly heard Wanniang's words, but she quickly straightened out her mind and continued to look up for the diseased leaves.

"There's no one here, you're right, I'm fine, but I'm always a little sensitive."

Song Huai'an paused as she spoke, she didn't know if it was appropriate to give advice to Wanniang in her capacity, but she continued.

"So forget it, it's better for Wan Niang not to talk about those two in front of others."

After all, the walls have ears, and people are unpredictable.

The late lady on the side cut down a bunch of twigs, but it was a mistake, and it was a green and healthy leaf that fell.

She sighed regretfully, and glanced at Song Huai'an, who was quick with her hands and feet, with a rare warm and soft smile on her face, as if she didn't understand Song Huai'an's scruples.

"So, did you reject the King of Tranquility because you thought he would cause trouble for you?"

When Song Huaian heard this, her hand shook, the blade slashed on the bamboo, and it was stuck, she pulled the blade awkwardly, but she was a little flustered in her heart.

Isn't it, even the late lady came to ask about this......

Could it be that Kou Jingyu and her affairs are already known to everyone?

"You don't have to be nervous, I just know what happened in Sheng Mansion."

seemed to see through Song Huai'an's thoughts, and the late mother explained lightly with a haircut.

Song Huaian raised her eyebrows, she carefully examined the slender and delicate woman beside her this time, at first she only thought she was a woman in the Sheng family's back house, but later found out that she was not the Sheng family at all, and now she ......

"You're actually quite unusual, aren't you?"

Wan Niang chuckled when she heard this, and she turned her eyes to Song Huai'an, who was full of inquiry.

"Does it matter?"

Does it matter?

She is just an apprentice of the Sheng family, and occasionally works with Wanniang, who she seems to have nothing to do with her.

But that doesn't mean it's not important.

"After all, if the late mother is a big person, I should flatter in advance, and when you soar in the future, I can follow the chicken dog to heaven."

What a real thing.

The late lady smiled dumbly, she had never seen such an unreserved girl.

"You haven't answered what I asked you just now, why did you refuse King Jing, if you want thighs, wouldn't it be better to hug him?"

Song Huai'an used his strength, and finally pulled out the blade, and by the way, he cut down a row of fresh bamboo leaves, and suddenly the thin leaves on the top of the heads of the two of them flew out.

Well, she doesn't seem to be here to do things, but it looks like she is sabotage, but it seems that the late lady next to her doesn't care.

But she didn't care, she had more young leaves than she did......

Song Huaian touched his nose, but he didn't expect this fairy-like woman to gossip.

"I don't want him, I can't afford it, I say I want you, I want you, I don't want you to give it."

So these aren't two things that can be compared side by side.

Can't afford it......

Wan Niang's eyes drifted a little farther away, I really don't know what His Royal Highness King Jing will feel when he hears it, but in most people's eyes, Song Huai'an's words are just some self-knowledge.

Self-knowledge.

It's a pity that many people don't have it yet.

The corners of the late lady's lips hooked.

After the two of them rectified the entire bamboo forest, although there were fewer moldy leaves, it was a pity that the bamboo was also scattered, but looking at the late mother who was quite satisfied, Song Huaian also regarded it as invisible, and went home with a hoe with peace of mind.

When he returned to Suixinju, Lao Ai was still guarding the courtyard loyally, and when he saw Song Huai'an, he greeted him with a smile.

"I thought you were going to stay overnight in Parkson Court today."

Where, yesterday because of who fainted to stay overnight, which is casually, of course, this can only be said in the heart.

Song Huai'an hammered his back, this taking care of the grass and trees is really hard work.

"How can I disturb my late mother every day, I haven't eaten yet, but now I have something to eat?"

Lao Ai shook his head and spread his hands.

"Look at what time it is, I thought you wouldn't be here today, so I ordered the kitchen to be taken down."

"Forget it, I'll go to the market outside, it's not too late anyway."

Today ended early, the time had not yet passed, it was just dark, and Song Huaian was able to shake out of the Sheng Mansion from the backyard with a small lantern.

It was very quiet and awe-inspiring outside the main gate of Shengfu, but not far from the back door was a lively Baiwei Street, and Song Huaian heard the noisy voices outside as soon as he pushed open the back door.

The outermost part of the market is a small stall making skewers, at this time, there are a lot of small spots around the stall, all of them are pointing their toes and stretching their paws, waiting for the boss to hand the skewers to them, Song Huaian is greedy, and walks towards the densely populated street with a small lamp.

The weather was much cooler at night, and the wind was blowing, Song Huaian squeezed into the crowd unhurriedly, she looked left and right at the stalls on both sides, holding the copper plate in her hand, and she seemed to be dazzled for a while, not knowing which one to choose.

"Eh, isn't this Huai'an-"

Suddenly hearing someone calling his name in the crowd, Song Huaian looked up to find the source of the sound, and saw that in the crowd in front of him, there was a girl with pigtails raised her hand very high to greet her.

It's Jinbao.

This girl.

Song Huai'an hurriedly greeted him, but it was only after getting closer that Song Huai'an realized that the person in front of him was not just Jinbao.

There are also Mr. Mu's three apprentices, Song Huaixin and ...... Sheng Jin.

What is this, a company party?

As soon as Jinbao saw her coming, he pulled her to his side and shouted excitedly.

"I still want to go to you, but I ran into it, so let's go together, today Song Shopkeeper is the east, please go and eat Feiyan Building!"

Song Huai'an couldn't help but smile when he looked at Jin Bao's eyebrows, of course it was good to eat well, but it was just ......

"Shopkeeper Song is the owner today to reward us for counting so many goods, but some people haven't seen anyone all day, why should they follow?"

Mu Rou, who was standing beside Song Huaixin, looked at Song Huai'an who suddenly appeared with displeasure.

See?