"You, I don't know what I'm thinking all day long." Song Anle tapped Qing'er's forehead, and she said seriously while walking: "Marriage is a major event for my daughter's family in her life. If I really marry someone, my husband will be another world of my own. How can I say that I share it with others? You are irresponsible for marriage and disrespect for your husband. Do you understand?"

Song Anle looked at Qing'er very seriously, because her ideal marriage is for lifelong together, and the love of monogamous does not require the passionate love, but the courtship is really true, so that's good.

"I'm not sharing it with others, I'm just sharing it with my sister." Qing'er decided it right. Maybe she couldn't accept it and shared the same husband with others, but she didn't think that Song Anle was someone else.

Song Anle shook her head helplessly. Qing'er seemed to be difficult to sort out the complexity between emotions, so she was not in a hurry to ask her to pay attention. Everything has a transition period, and she believed that Qing'er would understand the principle one day.

The two walked casually, and Song Anle suddenly stopped. Seeing that Qing'er stopped, she also stopped. Song Anle turned around to care about Qing'er's hair hanging on her shoulders, and said earnestly: "But Qing'er, as a sister, I have to remind you not to imagine that everyone and things are too perfect. Until the end of the matter, you cannot predict the result. Just like the same surface, it can hide a completely different heart. Do you know?"

In Qing'er's eyes, she had never experienced many troublesome things. As for the hidden hearts of the people, she had contacted very few. Except for the few brothers and sisters of the Song family, she was almost like a rare treasure and was treasured in the Song house or the Bai Mansion. So when she first came into contact with Gao Yuanshang, Song Anle told her that she would inevitably think that Song Anle was referring to Gao Yuanshang in a changing direction.

"You want to say... Gao Yuanshang may not be that good on the surface, right?" Qing'er's expression was no longer a hippie smile, but was suppressed by Song Anleyu's earnest words, which made her a little dull.

"Don't think too much, I'm not referring to him," Song Anle said gently again: "But people's hearts are unpredictable. At least you must not get yourself into it before you understand him, otherwise you will be trapped in a passive situation."

Qing'er frowned with a distressed look on her face. She nodded slightly, but out of her awareness of emotions, she said obediently: "I understand, I will work hard to do it well, so that he will like me."

Song Anle sighed in her heart that Qing'er still thought about the relationship between the two too simple. It can even be said that she did not understand the difference between liking and love at all. In her consciousness, as long as she did well, the other party would definitely treat her well. Such a mentality would only put herself in a passive state and indulge the man's authority.

"But you have to understand that when two people are together, it is not because you do well, they will like them, but even if you do not do well, they can tolerate you. This is the love and know each other."

Qing'er's meaning of Song Anle was too profound and it was difficult to understand the meaning for a while, but she could still understand the general meaning, so she nodded, but said in a low voice: "I understand."

Of course, Song Anle hopes that Qing'er can really understand, but she doesn't want her to pay attention to it, because the entanglements in love occupy a large part of the energy in life. The more you pay attention to it, the more trouble you will bring to yourself.

Song Xiaojing had accidentally heard the conversation between Song Anle and Qing'er, but she was consciously hiding it on the roadside. Sometimes she would be entangled, both of whom were sisters, but Song Anle’s relationship with Qing'er was much better than that with her. Even if she was just a little more intimate and deeper, it was not the first time she realized such a situation. She just kept persuading herself to try not to think about the paranoid aspect, but the facts were always hovering in front of her. How could she guarantee that such suppression would not be discovered by some form of form?

In the next few days, because the weather was not very sunny, they all stayed in their own yard to avoid the cold. Since your day, Qing'er has never returned to Bai Mansion. Every day, she either pestered Song Anle or went to find Song Xiaojing to relieve her boredom, and Song Cheng was also one of the targets of her harassment.

The winter season means that the new year is approaching again. Although bidding farewell to the old and welcoming the new is the most important day of every year, the saying that the winter solstice is as big as the year has been passed down to this day. Such folk sayings have left a deep commemoration in people's hearts.

Another heavy snowfall in the cold winter, and then the annual Winter Solstice Festival was ushered in. During the Winter Solstice Festival, the most traditional thing is to make dumplings and eat dumplings, so every household was busy.

On the empty streets, even in the cold weather, the streets were bustling a few days before the winter solstice. Some sold accessories worn by children, some were a bit of love gifts given by men and women, and some were some medicinal materials that helped the elderly prolong their lives. Anyway, they were comparable to those of the years, and they wanted to prepare everything.

Qing'er did not wait for Gao Yuanshang to arrive in Song's house. Her heart was boiling, but gradually cooled down. Song Anle saw her transformation, so she then took Qing'er and Song Xiaojing out of the house to buy things on the grounds that the Winter Solstice needed some goods.

Qing'er's low mood finally returned to her previous happiness after learning that she could leave the house. Song Xiaojing was like before. She could have or not for fun, but compared to Qing'er's personality, Song Xiaojing was much more obedient.

After the three sisters packed up, the sisters wore their own styles. If they dressed up deliberately, it would be impossible to say. They had outstanding appearance and moderate figures, so everything they wore seemed to be icing on the cake.

Song Anle was still holding a simple bun, with the only pear hairpin in her hair embellished with a plump white pearl on her earlobes. She had no powder on her face, but her face was white and red. Her long and thick eyelashes made her beautiful eyes vivid and charming. She was wearing a pure goose yellow dress, with a dark belt around her waist and a thick burgundy cloak on her outside. In this way, it not only highlighted her vulgar temperament, but also showed her noble and elegantness. The color of the clothes was warm and warm. This could be regarded as a rare dark coat for her. If it weren't for the festive season of the Winter Solstice, she might have taken it out to wear it.

Qing'er is a rose pink Rosa group, which gives people a pink and delicate look. With her dazzling clothes, she is as attractive as peach blossoms in the fog. In addition, she paired with a dark royal blue cloak, her pink side is revealed everywhere.

Song Xiaojing is never picky about clothes, nor has any special preferences or rejection. She wears a random sky blue dress, but her hair accessories are extremely exquisite, which adds a bit of vitality to her monotonous clothes. Her outer clothes are a milky white cloak, with sky blue along with milky white, wrapping her like the most beautiful elf in the blue sky.

The three sisters walked towards the door of the mansion, talking and laughing. When they arrived at the door, the servant had already opened the huge door. Qing'er always said for a long time: "Anle, you are wearing such a beautiful dress today."

Without waiting for Song Anle to answer, Song Xiaojing, who was standing beside him, also mixed up and said, "That's not right. Today's market must be the most beautiful of our Anle."

"You two, should you go out? Besides, I won't go." Song Anle said as she pretended to be angry and turned around and wanted to leave. Qing'er grabbed her and said coquettishly: "Okay, okay, we know our mistake. Lord Anle has a lot, so don't bother with us."

Song Anle was just to scare them, because only this method was the most effective. She smiled, and the three sisters walked out of the door with laughter and joy. But as soon as their laughter fell, a call came from the mansion, "Anle, wait a moment."

Song Anle and others looked at it when they heard the sound. Song Cheng hurriedly walked over. Song Anle first took a few steps and said in an unknown way: "Brother, what's wrong? Why are you in such a hurry?"

"Oh, nothing;" Song Cheng said as he walked: "I just worry that you guys are not safe to go out, so I will protect you."

Song Cheng has always been very cautious, but in broad daylight, he is a little too cautious when he protects them, so Song Anle said, "No need, let's just take a walk nearby."

"That's not OK. As the years approach, there are panic everywhere. I can't let you have any surprises." Song Cheng said in a firm tone, because he was telling the truth, and he also heard the details of the donation meeting. There has been no news now. He didn't know whether it was to be glad or the time had not come. With the investigation of Gao Yuanshang, this series of things happened together, so he always felt uneasy.

Seeing that Song Anle insisted on Song Cheng's insistence and his concerns were also settled. Looking at their dress, it would probably be very eye-catching. However, Song Cheng's affairs have always been busy. In addition, as the end of the year approaches, he has to go to Bengbo alone in various business venues, so Song Anle said: "Then why don't you let Shanying follow us, you can go your own way."

Song Cheng's face suddenly darkened, and he said slightly lowly: "Shanying has been driven back to her hometown because she has not protected you well."

"This..." Song Anle looked at Song Cheng with surprise. She knew very well that Shanying was a good seedling extracted by Song Cheng, but because of her, he was severely punished by Song Cheng and returned home. Song Anle felt extremely guilty and also felt sad for Song Cheng. After all, he was trained by the person who had been trained by himself. Because of her momentary aura, Song Cheng must be very sad.

When talking about the loss of Shanying, Song Cheng also regretted his impulse, but now that things have come to this point, he is unwilling to mention it, so he said, "Don't mention this, hurry up and go out, otherwise you won't be able to catch up with the market."
Chapter completed!