The matter about the spiritual land is like a small episode, and after it passed, the late mother and Song Huaian never mentioned it again.

It took the two of them a whole hour to remove the weeds in the fence, and when it was over, Song Huaian felt that he had no strength to speak.

However, the late lady next to her is not much better than her, because her body is stained with mud and her face is stained with sweat, even the Nine Heavens Fairy has also descended to earth.

However, the two tired people couldn't help but smile when they saw each other's messy appearances.

Wan Niang glanced at the little girl beside her, she had also taken a few female apprentices in the past, but most of them were very squeamish, either reluctant to have the strength, or had no strength, it was rare to do things as informally and seriously as Song Huai'an.

"Don't rush back later, I'll take you to the hot springs."

Suddenly hearing the invitation of the late mother, Song Huai'an was overjoyed, she had lived two lifetimes, and she had never seen a natural hot spring, so she wanted to agree, but after thinking about it, she was polite.

"But I didn't bring a change of clothes."

"What, I'm afraid I'm missing your clothes?"

The woman next to her smiled sideways, different from the elegant dust when she first met, the late lady at this time was like being dyed with fireworks in the world, which seemed much more real.

Song Huaian hung his head and touched his nose, and laughed along.

"Since Master Wanniang doesn't dislike it, then of course I don't have an opinion."

She followed Wanniang on the bluestone-paved path, at this time the sky was getting darker, if she didn't know that she came in from Shengfu, she really thought that this place was just an ordinary mountain field, she and Wanniang just rushed to a farmhouse somewhere.

"Sheng Mansion really has everything."

Wan Niang changed the hoe to one shoulder, and when she heard Song Huai'an's words, she bent the corners of her lips lightly.

"You should say that Qilin Lake has everything."

When the late mother said this, it was a little meaningful, Song Huaian looked at the corners of her lips, and twisted her stiff lumbar spine as she walked, whether it was Shengfu or Qilin Pond, she was not very interested, love is which.

The late mother took Song Huai'an to a private house behind Baisheng Garden, because there was a row of bamboo forests in front of her, Song Huai'an came these times, but she didn't notice that there was such a place to live at home in Baisheng Garden.

Song Huai'an watched the late lady go in and out after putting down the hoe, one time it was clothes, one time it was soap, and another time it was incense wood basin, how much did she feel like she had teamed up to go to the bathhouse in the university dormitory in her previous life.

"As soon as I came out, I looked at you and giggled, why don't you put down your hoe and want to carry it to the hot springs?"

Wan Niang said and handed the clothes she had rummaged through to Song Huai'an.

"I haven't worn much of this dress, so let's see if it fits."

Song Huai'an spread out the clothes, the plain long skirt is an excellent material when touched, and the skirt is still embroidered with Hanlian, which is indeed the style of the late mother, but is it really appropriate to wear such good-looking clothes from others?

Seeing Song Huai'an hesitating, Wan Niang asked.

"Why, but you don't like this?"

Song Huaian hurriedly shook it and buckled his cheeks for a while.

"I'm afraid I'll ruin your clothes."

Wanniang was relieved when she heard it, and thought it was a big deal, but she saw her holding a basin with her eyebrows slightly raised.

"Don't worry, your shopkeeper doesn't have much else but clothes."

Song Huai'an looked at the unbridled demeanor of the woman in front of him, crying and laughing, obviously the girl in front of him was Lin Daiyu, but after a long time, it turned out to be Wang Xifeng.