Thinking of Yunluo's farewell, Song Wei pinched her slightly.

Yunluo immediately raised his eyebrows: "What are you doing to pinch me? ”

"I don't pinch you, I feel sorry for myself"

The expression of the young man behind Yun Luo instantly became gloomy, this person is so unreasonable.

I added some tea leaves to the clay pot and took a sip while smelling the strong aroma of the tea leaves. "The tea here is delicious. Yunluo said it seriously.

At this time, the two glanced at each other, and Yunluo coughed: "I heard about your marriage to my eldest brother."

Song Weiwei couldn't help but glance at Yunluo more, it turned out that he wanted to talk to her about this. I also took a sip of hot tea. A little gloomy: "Hmm.. , we are the eighth day of the next month"

Yunluo took out some silver tickets from his sleeve, which looked like there were a thousand taels. Then stuffed it in a small purse and handed it to Song Weiwei: "It's inconvenient for me to come forward when you get married, this is my congratulatory money" Although he couldn't come forward, he would still secretly watch the ceremony, and he could only say this in his heart.

Song Weiwei didn't refuse, she pinched this small purse, in fact, she faintly didn't want Yunluo to come, because she was afraid of seeing Yunluo, so she couldn't help but run away from marriage.

Song Weiwei seemed to look at her for a long time before she looked away and looked straight ahead and said slowly, "It's okay."

Without words, the atmosphere was suddenly a little awkward, and Yunluo felt that something was missing from this meeting... , It's intimacy, Yunluo wants to talk and stops, wants to ask but doesn't want to ask, and adds tea to her three times.

When it was time to leave, Song Weiwei said that he wanted to go with her, and said with a smile: "...... Our time together is so short, I want to walk with you more. ”

Yunluo laughed after hearing this, and stopped talking.

After the three of them left, the tall figure under the pine came out, he was wearing a sky blue delicate robe, the robe was embroidered with silver thread and simple patterns, his handsome face was indifferent, followed by a guard.

When Song Weiwei came back, she first went to the main room to ask Cai's peace, and saw that the room was shining, there was a faint aroma, Cai's was taking a few sisters out of the house to do needlework, and when she saw Song Weiwei's pale face and swollen eyes, she immediately asked the girl to help her sit down.

Song Weiwei's mother's surname is Cai, a native of Nanxiang, and she has been married to the Song family for more than 20 years.

Cai's eyes turned red: "Sister Wei, what's wrong with you?"

Song Weiwei's forehead twitched slightly, since the people from Yunfu came to propose, Cai's attitude towards her has been dozens of times better, Cai's previous ignored her, and he was a little disgusted by Cai's dedication.

A girl had already brought a plate of jujube cakes and waited beside her: "The slave maid wrapped walnut kernels, grape kernels, and pine nuts in it, added brown sugar, and sprinkled frosting." Third Miss, please eat some. ”

Song Weiwei likes to eat sweets, and Cai has already figured out her preferences.

Song raised his head slightly and stared at her.

This girl is a bit raw, and she doesn't seem to be Cai's personal girl. Wearing a beige silk plain pattern skirt, which is full of small fugurine patterns, her complexion is fair and flawless, and she can see that her posture is very good.

The girl looked up at Song Weiwei, and after meeting her eyes, she lowered her head as if she was embarrassed, her snow-white face was slightly red, and the third lady's men's clothes had an indescribable handsomeness, which made people's hearts beat faster.

The corners of Song Weiwei's mouth twitched slightly, and after this interruption, he didn't even have emotions in his heart.

After Cai's face immediately turned cold when he saw this girl's actions, but he didn't have a seizure, and he turned his head and talked with the sister behind him, which was nothing more than Song Weiwei's preparations for marriage next month.