Song Xingchen ran back to his room, took out one of the 200,000 taels of silver tickets, and walked towards Song Yang's room.

Song Yang was still reading a book, and he was very surprised to see his sister.

"Little sister, why are you here?"

Song Xingchen handed the silver ticket to Song Yang.

"Big brother, I'm here to borrow money from you."

Song Yang chuckled in his heart when he saw the silver ticket, he glanced at Song Xingchen inexplicably, and then saw Song Xingchen grinning.

"Of course, big brother, this money is not lent to you for nothing, I want to charge some interest on an annual basis, is the interest about the same as the money bank, how about it? Do you want? ”

Ancient money banks and modern banks have the same thing, that is, the function of deposits and loans, but in ancient times, there were still very few people with this kind of awareness, and the interest rate was also very much, and Song Xingchen naturally couldn't calculate his eldest brother's money, she said this, just to give Song Yang a step down.

Song Yang naturally understood his little sister's thoughts, and reached out helplessly and distressed to touch her hair.

is such a cute and cute little sister in his own house, how can he be so careful, this is his own sister, thinking about him all the time.

Song Yang stretched out his hand and took Song Xingchen's silver ticket.

"Big brother accepted this money, but the interest, are you sure you want to collect it?"

Song Yang smiled warmly, but there was a bad taste in his eyes.

"That'...... That...... Does the big brother give? ”

"Is it okay not to give it?"

Song Xingchen's eyes widened: "Big brother is playing Laipi." ”

Song Yang raised his eyebrows: "Can't you?" ”

Song Xingchen covered his face and ran out crying: "Big brother plays Laipi, big brother bullies people." ”

But in fact, Song Xingchen did not run away, but hid behind the big tree, but after such a joke, the matter of borrowing money was finalized, and no one said it explicitly, but both of them knew it.

Song Yang's window was still open, but his eyes were looking outside.

He is the boss of the Song family, and his position at this moment is indeed a little awkward, but he will not feel sorry for himself.

This path was chosen by himself, and it was also thought of by him day and night.

Song Yang retracted his gaze and continued to look at the book in his hand, unaffected.

And suddenly, a piece of paper floated in from outside the window, and Song Yang looked over, it was a silver ticket of 10,000 taels.

Song Yang picked up the silver ticket, looked out the window, and saw a black shadow flashing by.

Song Yang smiled, his second brother is a flute, and now he has become a general and has not changed, he thought that he was afraid that he would hurt his self-esteem, but he didn't expect that such behavior would also hurt people, and besides, there are only a few people in the entire Song family, this person who has no emotional intelligence and can do a little kung fu, there can be a few in total.

Song Xingchen was in a good mood because Song Yang accepted the 10,000 taels of silver, so she jumped to find Song March to see how the soy sauce that Song March had studied, and when she went back, it was already late, she couldn't help but stretch, but as soon as she walked to the door, she saw Yelang standing at the door looking at herself.

In late autumn, the moisture at night is still relatively large, and it rained just now, although it will not rain under the eaves, but it still makes his shoulders wet.

"Why are you standing here? Come on in. ”

Seeing his embarrassed appearance, Song Xingchen pushed open the door and pushed people in.

Yelang entered Song Xingchen's room, turned to look at Song Xingchen, and grabbed her hand.

"Xingchen, where are you dissatisfied with me, can I change it?"

He still couldn't hold back, as long as he thought that Song Xingchen was in danger of leaving him, he couldn't stand it.

Song Xingchen sighed and handed him a square scarf: "You wipe it first." ”

Then I sat down at the table.

If there is a problem, it is correct to solve this route, Song Xingchen has no need to block it, and they really need to talk about it.

Yelang hastily wiped himself and sat down at the table, and took the initiative to pour a glass of water for Song Xingchen.

Song Xingchen looked at the glass of water and was a little moved, for so many years, taking care of her seems to have become one of Yelang's lives, but should the real two get along like this?

She wasn't sure.

Yelang looked at Song Xingchen nervously.

"Yelang, what do you treat me as yours?"

Yelang clenched his fists and was silent for a long time before he said in some confusion: "My future wife." ”

Song Xingchen sighed, sure enough, when something was added, the future and other words inadvertently lengthened the time distance between the two.

"But I don't want to be your future wife."

Yelang clenched his hand tightly, came, sure enough, sure enough, she was not satisfied with herself, and now she had the idea of wanting to leave him, no, absolutely not, this is something he absolutely and absolutely can't bear.

Song Xingchen continued to speak: "I hope we are equal, although I am young, but I am mature in my thinking, and I will not burden you, so I don't need you to always treat me as a child to coax." ”

"If we are destined to be together, I want you to treat me from now on as a mistaken equal, and not just a future wife."

After Song Xingchen finished speaking, Yelang touched some margins, but he hesitated.

"Stars, I...... I ......"

Song Xingchen sighed, did he say something profound? Is there so incomprehensible?

"Ahem...... Let's put it this way, for example, in the matter of today's silver ticket, I don't need you to treat me as a child, but analyze with me how to use this money, instead of blindly saying that you can figure it out yourself, you talk about it, where do you put me when you say that. ”

Yelang's heart was like a drum, and if he didn't understand it wrong, she ...... It's not like she's not going to want herself, is she.

Seeing that Yelang was still staring and didn't react, Song Xingchen continued: "Also, this kind of work of pouring water when I meet can be done by myself, and I don't need you to help me, and it won't get hot." ”

There is a reason why Song Xingchen thinks so, she was not tall when she was six years old, and every time she poured water and other things, Yelang used such reasons to help her, but she didn't expect to grow up like this, so she couldn't be allowed to think like this.

"And ......"

Song Xingchen was about to continue, but was grabbed by Ye Lang's hand, and his eyes seemed to be shining with starlight.

"So, you don't want me anymore, do you?"

Song Xingchen glared: "When did I say I don't want you anymore?" ”

As soon as I finished speaking, I remembered what I said, 'I don't want to be your future wife', and I was a little anxious for a while.

"Don't get me wrong, I'm not talking about separating from you, but I don't want you to always treat me like a child, I want equality, all the future, this kind of time word doesn't apply between us."

Ye Langxiao held her hand and watched her soften her heart because of her anxious appearance.

"Xingxing, I'm sorry, I want to hold the best things in front of you, helping you pour water is tired of you, sending you to pick you up is afraid that your feet hurt, and those silver tickets, I really gave you them, they belong to you alone, you should have the best things in the whole week, now I can't satisfy you with anything else, but in terms of money, I definitely can't wronged you. I have never really regarded you as a child, and I am even very afraid, you will not grow up, you will not understand my heart, what should I do with my love? ”

Yelang's gaze was spoiled as if he could pinch out the water, Song Xingchen looked at his eyes, listened to his words, and his face instantly turned red.

This guy is so foul, how can he be so flirtatious.

This is the first time that Yelang has faced Song Xingchen and thoroughly analyzed his feelings.

And Song Xingchen also trembled for this heavy feeling.

"I, I've grown up, I've ...... I know it all. ”

"Yes, I believe it." At the wedding, her jealous appearance let Yelang know that she is not working alone.

Song Xingchen suddenly remembered something, pouted and slapped the table, Yelang frowned, grabbed her hand and rubbed it, and looked at Song Xingchen with some disgust, blaming her for not caring for herself enough.

Song Xingchen's heart warmed, and she believed even more that she was thinking too much about herself.

"What's going on with that Du Tao'er, huh?"

No one likes a woman who is interested in her boyfriend, and besides, a woman who has bad intentions at first glance is the most annoying.

Yelang explained with a smile: "I don't know, I don't know, one came out of nowhere." ”

Song Xingchen was so angry that he was completely pampered and arrogant.

"Your explanation is too perfunctory, re-explain."

Yelang's smile became even brighter: "It's true, there is only one lively little girl in Yelang's heart, her name is Song Xingchen, if she still doesn't believe it, then I can only show her my heart." ”

Yelang's eyes reflected her shadow, Song Xingchen liked a man for the first time in his life, and this man is likely to spend his life with him, this feeling is too wonderful, she used to wonder why the feeling of being in love is not like the soap operas she watched, nor like the bubble drama, sweet as honey.

But now her heart was beating so fast, and the rhythm seemed to show how innocent she was, and the faster her heart beated, the redder her face became.

She looked away a little surprised: "Who rarely looks at your heart, who knows whether it is red or smelly." ”

"It's not red, it's not smelly."

Song Xingchen's eyes widened: "Is it black?" I knew you had a black heart. He smiled teasingly, but the sweetness in his eyes couldn't be stopped.

Yelang leaned over and kissed her forehead: "There is only one villain named Song Xingchen there, do you say, is she red, smelly or black?" Whatever you say is what you say. ”

Song Xingchen was stunned for a moment, stretched out his foot and kicked Yelang, but Yelang grabbed his ankle.

"It's time for you to sleep."

Song Xingchen: "What should I do if I can't sleep?" ”

Yelang pulled Song Xingchen up, pushed her back to the bed, and then sat aside by himself.

"I'll tell you a story, it's still interesting to go to sea during this time."