035, first impressions

Obviously, they haven't known each other for a long time, but it makes him feel like a confidant and friend, and he can talk freely and everything with her.

In fact, it was worth going to bed late, at least he had a better understanding of Miss Xia and the world she was in.

From this small talk, he also grabbed several key information.

The first summer girl is the same age as herself, but the month is smaller, and secondly, she experienced the early death of her father and the remarriage of her mother when she was young, and she has been living with her grandmother, and her grandmother also passed away two years ago.

In the end, now she lives alone and makes a living by writing stories, which means that she has a good writing and has a certain talent and literary background.

From this, it can be concluded that Miss Xia is a talented, hearty, and independent and self-reliant woman.

This surprised and admired him at the same time.

Song Shaoqin compressed his face with a hot cloth, restrained the thoughts in his head, and woke up, then he said in a low voice, "Don't alarm the East Courtyard." ”

He didn't want to make the whole house turn over because of his own incident.

"Yes."

Mai Dong paused, and finally had to answer honestly, although he was very worried about the second master's body, but he also knew his thoughts very well, so he naturally did not dare to disobey.

Although he is a subordinate of the General's Mansion, after being assigned to the second master's side, his loyal master is only the second master.

After solving the breakfast meal, Song Shaoqin got up and went out with his official hat, and the moment he stepped out of the room, he couldn't help but glance at the carp porcelain plate on the wooden shelf.

At this point in time, I don't know if Miss Xia got up over there?

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21st century, Rongcheng.

Xia Ning slept until half past ten in the morning before waking up, and as soon as she got up, she took a look at the carp porcelain basin.

I didn't expect to see that there was really something in the porcelain basin.

She happily picked up the small note, spread it out and looked at it: Good morning, Xia Ning, I'm going to start working, I won't stay in the house during the day, and I'll talk to you at night.

Xia Ning is happy, this person is quite good at learning and selling!

When she ended chatting last night, she said goodnight in passing, and he came this morning to say 'good morning'.

Including the word 'work', which is the modern vocabulary she talked about in the chat last night, and the direct name is also, which is quite fast, she is really a little unaccustomed to being called 'girl' all the time, and it is more comfortable to call her by her first name.

From last night's conversation, her first impression of Song Shaoqin was very good, and she found that her pen pal was not only knowledgeable, but also very sharp-minded, and his learning ability was very strong, and his mind was simply very smart.

Every time he talks about something, he always seems to be able to grasp the key point at once, and he must be a person who is good at planning and summarizing.

However, there was one thing that was very unexpected to her, Song Shaoqin was twenty-two years old and still not married?!

No wonder she was so surprised, this age is just a college graduate in modern times, even if she gets married in her thirties, she doesn't think it's nothing.

But at this age in ancient times, it was definitely a proper old man.

The ancients got married relatively early, at the age of fourteen or fifteen, they could get married at the age of sixteen, and at the latest they were only eighteen years old, and at the age of twenty-two, basically the children began to play soy sauce.

And Song Shaoqin is still single at the age of twenty-two, which really surprised her, after all, with his talent and background, he must be very popular in the wedding market.

But for the specific reason, she didn't ask much, there is obviously something hidden in this, isn't this poking other people's scars?