"Shhh, don't talk nonsense in front of Miss and Mrs., this is not our village where you can say some frivolous things at will." The girl in the green shirt, who was cleanly dressed, moved her lips and was about to say hello to Song Wu'er, but she was covered by the woman next to her.

A trace of bitterness flashed on the woman's face, and she walked up to Song Wu'er in shame, leaned over and pleaded for the little girl: "Miss forgive me, this child is my daughter, she grew up in the village since she was a child, and rarely goes to the city. ”

Song Wu'er mentioned to Zhao that she wanted Yun Niang to be her own teaching embroidery, and Zhao ordered the personal Song Mama to pick up people with the housekeeper of the embroidery room. When Mama Song and Mama Song found Qiushan Village, Yun Niang was grateful and excited, and simply packed her bags and took her daughter into the carriage. As soon as Yun Niang and the others entered the mansion, they met the Yingjun Wangfu and their party, so they went to Xifanghua with the people from the Yingjun Wangfu to meet them.

"Yun Niang, how can I be so upset and alienated from me after not seeing me for many days, the little girl is obviously praising my beautiful appearance in public, it's too late to be happy, how can I be annoyed?" Song Wu'er hurriedly stepped forward to support Yun Niang's half-bent body, and saw that her eyebrows were the same, only her clothes were refurbished, and she was no longer old and haggard, but a little more capable.

Song Wu'er shook her hands lightly, and after comforting her a few times, she grimaced at Xiao Rong, who stayed where she was and didn't dare to move.

"I heard the housekeeper of the Song Mansion mention that you have a very lovely daughter at home, and I thought that if I brought you to the house to teach embroidery, I would miss her after a while, so I simply brought her with me. Don't worry, the little girl can come and go at will in the Song Mansion, there is no need to be restrained, if she can often come to play with me, it will be great. ”

More and more aware of the cuteness of the girl with a straight body in front of her and a small face after being taught by her mother, Song Wu'er simply rushed forward and pinched Xiao Rong's face.

"What a cute and immature girl, what's your name?" Song Wu'er patted her little braincase and said gently.

In her previous life, although she had spent a few years with him before she was sterilized and slapped her ass and left after the incident in the east window of Nan'an, she had spent a few years with him as a happy couple, but until Song Wu'er passed away peacefully, she had never felt what it was like to have a child by her side in the nunnery, and now she saw Xiao Rong, who was not very old, and the motherhood that had been sealed for decades exploded in her heart, flowing along the blood all over her body, full of joy.

Xiao Rong saw that her beautiful sister had a sincere smile in her eyes, asked softly, and her heart blossomed, and she jumped straight to Song Wu'er with her arms, hugging her neck and refusing to let go.

"Her surname is Shen, the small characters are Rong, Miss usually calls her Xiaorong, this child is naughty and difficult to control, Miss don't spoil her, Xiaorong, don't hurry up and get off Miss, it's just nonsense."

Yun Niang said a few words to the Zhao family, and in the blink of an eye, she saw that Song Wu'er had a green ball hanging on her body, and suddenly her whole face was scared into turquoise, and her eyes stared at Song Wu'er's crumpled clothes by Xiao Rong, and only after a while did she close her chin that fell to her chest, and scolded sharply.

"It's okay, children, it's harmless to be lively and naughty, I think Song Wu'er was even more noisy in the house when he was young, picking flowers and birds, always making himself dirty, smirking at me with chicken feathers, holding an egg snatched from under the hen's mouth as a treasure to show off in front of me, like a stubborn worm with no heart!"