Such a natural intimacy made Song Ximing really a little overwhelmed.

His previous sister Xiran had a cold temperament, and she had never been so coquettish to him.

The first time he felt this, Song Ximing felt that it didn't seem bad.

"Okay then." Song Ximing pretended to reluctantly agree, and emphasized to her, "When you get to the night market, you are not allowed to run around!" ”

"Okay!"

Song Xiaoran happily jumped on the board car, sat on the side, and said impatiently: "Let's go, let's go quickly!" ”

Song Ximing didn't move, looked at her speechlessly and raised his eyebrows: "Then you should also change your clothes!" ”

This sister, how can she be more hairy than herself, she is very arrogant, and she is not delicate at all.

It's really completely different from Xiran.

Song Ximing couldn't help but compare his sister with his previous sister.

After the comparison, he couldn't help but feel that Song Xiaoran was worthy of being his own sister, and he had the same frizziness as their Song family.

And spontaneously give birth to a sense of intimacy.

-

Song Xiaoran changed his clothes, sat on Song Ximing's tricycle and set off.

"Brother, where are we going to the night market?"

"Peace Night Market."

"Oh, on the road to peace. Which is the back alley of Guangming Cinema? ”

"I know you're still asking me."

"It's not boring."

“……”

"How much longer?"

"It's going to be 20 minutes!"

"Brother, do you think my sister-in-law will like me?"

“…… Well, sister-in-law? Who? ”

"It's your girlfriend!"

"How can I have a girlfriend! I'm there to help, alas, too lazy to say, you'll know when you arrive. ”

"Oooh."

[At 12 o'clock in the middle of the night, in the back alley of the theater, a lonely single man, tsk-tsk-]

"Song Xiaoran, you're enough!"

-

The Heping Road Night Market mainly sells food, but also sells clothes, trinkets and old goods.

If you want to talk about the night market in this era, the difference is really not very big.

After all, eating habits may have changed the least in decades.

The kebabs are still sprinkled with cumin chili, the spicy ones are still shouting to add spicy, and the wontons and dumplings are still sold in the food stalls to stir-fry vegetables and draft beer, which is no different from decades later.

Perhaps the biggest difference is that there will be no QR code on every stall.

It's 12 midnight, but with the last movie in the theater, the whole night market is suddenly lively.

Song Ximing parked the cart aside and carefully escorted his sister in the crowd.

Song Xiaoran was looking around, and he was also thinking:

"Set up a stall to sell spicy barbecue? Well, this has to be a bit technical, and then it's also manual work, and I definitely can't do it alone. ”

"A food stall? The dog shook his head when he smelled the food I fried, and he had to pay a trustworthy master chef. ”

"Selling clothes and trinkets? This may work, but where can I get the money to buy goods? Oops, I kind of regret pretending to be hard before. You should take Lao Song's 1,000 yuan, and it's good to pay him back when you make money......"

After a while, the two came to the end of the alley, which was almost out of the road of peace, and there were much fewer people.

Song Ximing pulled Song Xiaoran to a clothing stall and stopped.

The stall owners appear to be a brother and sister.

Sitting in front was my sister, very young, who looked to be thirteen or fourteen years old, thin, with pigtails, a pair of glasses, and a sky-blue coat, like a school uniform from some school

There were no guests at the moment, and the girl was looking down at a book.

The elder brother was about twenty years old, sitting on the mazaar behind the stall, smoking with his head bored, and Song Xiaoran didn't see her at a glance.

When the girl heard someone coming, she raised her head and saw Song Ximing smiling: "Brother Ming, you're here." Hey, who is this beautiful sister? ”

"Well, this is," Song Ximing was a little hesitant, "this is my sister, you know." ”

"Huh?" The girl's little face was first full of doubts, no, I've seen Sister Xiran many times, doesn't it look like this, can you say?

This is Brother Ming's annoying sister?!

"Xiao Ran, this is Zhao Xinxin. My buddy's sister. Song Ximing introduced.

Sure enough, Zhao Xinxin, who had determined the answer, looked at Song Xiaoran's eyes and was instantly full of disdain.

She's the fake daughter?

occupies Sister Xiran's biological parents, not only unwilling to recognize their biological parents, but also verbally abusing them.

The angry Uncle Song and Aunt Qin were almost hospitalized.

Such a person has a terrible character!

Song Xiaoran obviously felt it, and the clouds on his face were light and light, and he smiled and nodded.

But in fact, the heart is wronged.

She is just an ordinary person, and it is impossible not to care about other people's opinions.

[I'm so miserable! Because that fool pretended to be Song Xiaoran did so many stupid things, I don't know how long it will take to carry the black pot to wash it white, and I can't explain it clearly. 】

[A neighbor's little sister is so disgusted with me, my parents, my mother and my brother can accept me so quickly, and they are so good to me, woo woo...... They are so nice, I like them so much! 】

Song Ximing was next to his sister this time, and he heard his sister's voice clearly.

He was used to scolding his sister for how stupid he used to be when he was fine.

He couldn't agree more.

Listening to her heartfelt words again, Song Ximing couldn't help but feel a little happy in his heart.

At the same time, he couldn't help but look at Zhao Xinxin curiously, paying attention to her reaction.

"Brother Ximing, this person is so annoying, why did you bring her here?!"

Zhao Xinxin obviously didn't hear anything, but still glared at Song Xiaoran, crossed her arms, and asked with her cheeks puffed.

Seeing this, Song Ximing judged that only he could hear his sister's heart.

If he hadn't been able to hear what she was saying, he wouldn't have accepted Song Xiaoran so easily, just like Xinxin.

Alas, after all, she had a problem with her brain before.

She's still good now.

"Ahem, Xinxin, I had some misunderstandings about her before, Xiao Ran, as soon as she knew the truth of her life experience, she had a problem with her stimulated brain, so she did a lot of disgusting things, and now she is sick and recognizes us, and she will live in our house in the future......"

Song Ximing explained the difference between Song Xiaoran before and after according to his own guess.

It's just that the brain is sick.

Song Xiaoran,......

Choosing between having a sick brain but getting better now, or a vicious fake daughter who is annoying, Song Xiaoran thought about it and chose the former aggrievedly.

"Really? You were like that because you had a brain disease? ”

Zhao Xinxin looked at Song Xiaoran again, and the previous contempt was replaced by sympathy.

My parents, who have been calling her for more than 20 years, are suddenly no longer close, and she can't stand this matter on her.

It is also normal to be stimulated by mental disorders.

Song Xiaoran grinned and waved his hand with a big grin,

“…… It's either sick or stimulated, and now that I want to open it, it's fine. Xiao Xinxin, let's get to know each other again, I'm Song Xiaoran. ”