Song San Xiao covered her mouth in a panic, “Keep your voice down, don’t let anyone hear you.”
She was really thinking of Qi Ying! No wonder she snatched up the stall to follow.
It was only after Song San finished that she reacted to the fact that she had not confessed to herself.
He repentantly withdrew his hand and struck himself twice on the mouth, then prayed, “Yue’er, Third Uncle was just thinking about it, but he didn’t do anything.”
There were many people in front of the stall and it was not the right place to talk, so Song Wan Yue asked Song San Xiao to follow him to a secluded place and asked bluntly, “Third Uncle, do you know who Qi’s sister has a crush on in her heart?”
“Does she have someone in mind?”
No wonder Qi Ying couldn’t see herself, she had someone else in her heart.
“Who is it?”
“My elder brother Song Si.”
“You ……”
Song San Xiao froze in a daze.
“Back when we first set up our stall to sell cold skin, she fell in love with big brother the first time she saw him and kept finding every opportunity to get in front of him. Do you still remember when Big Brother was framed by the Zhang family and she rushed to our house on horseback? If she didn’t have a crush on big brother, why would she go?”
Song San Xiao’s mind buzzed, as if she heard what Song Wan Yue was saying, and as if she didn’t.
Miss Qi had her eyes on Song Si, how could this be, how could this be?
“It’s my mother and second aunt who also saw it, ask them if you don’t believe me.”
Song San Xiao staggered back two steps, holding her hand on the wall to support her body.
Song Wangyue did not hold back, Qi Ying had no heart for Song Sanxiao, if he was left to his own unrequited love, there was no telling what would happen in the future, so it was better to break him off now.
“You, why didn’t you say so earlier?”
Song Sanxiao’s voice was shaking, if he had known that Qi Ying was in love with Song Si, he wouldn’t have fallen so deep, and he wouldn’t have been so intent on meeting her and pleasing her.
“It’s not too late, Third Uncle should just put his mind away, even if Big Brother didn’t have that intention for Sister Qi, you wouldn’t be able to marry her, the gap between our two families is too big.”
Song San Xiao covered his chest and slowly squatted down, both hands covering his head in pain. He had grown up to be eighteen years old, and for the first time he had fallen for a girl, but he had not expected her heart to be in Song Si.
Song Wangyue stood beside him, just looking at him.
Apart from Qi Ying’s heart for Song Si, the Qi family’s reaction to seeing Gu Yi also left her with doubts in her heart, not knowing whether it was good or bad.
So now it was important to cut off the thoughts of Song San Xiao and not get involved with the Wei Yuan Dart Board.
Liu Cui Lan and Song Shu were too busy greeting the guests to see what was going on over here, but Gu Yi did, and I don’t know what came to his mind, but the corners of his mouth lifted in delight.
Song San Xiao was in such a state that he could no longer work, so Song Wan Yue went over and gave Liu Cui Lan a word, took him back to the restaurant with him, found an empty room and told him to go and rest.
Song Sanxiao threw himself headlong into bed in pain.
Song Wan Yue closed the door and told Xiao Si to guard the door and keep an eye on any movement inside as she went back inside Gu Yi’s house.
“Is Third Uncle alright?”
Gu Yi asked with concern.
“It’s fine, it’s just unrequited love, it will be fine after a few days of reprieve.”
Gu Yi poured her a glass of water and his eyes burned into her, “Little girl, you don’t let Third Uncle miss Qi Ying, is it because of me?”
Song Wan Yue,……
gave him a blank stare, “Young Master Gu, you are thinking too much, I am purely because our family and the Qi family do not fit together.”
“I don’t believe it, if it wasn’t Qi Ying, if it was someone else, you would have tried to facilitate Third Uncle instead of opposing them. So, you are still doing it because of me, because I don’t see the Qi family in a good light, and you love the house and see them in a bad light too.”
Song Wan Yue, ……
……
Doctor Yao had been waiting for a long time and came over upside down to knock on the door, “Young master, Miss Song, can we have hot pot now?”
Song Wangyue put her cup on the table, got up and came over to open the door, “It’s ready.”
“I’ll go and find Old Wei.”
Dr. Yao scraped away like a gust of wind.
Song Wangyue shook her head and went to the window to prop it up.
The staff quickly brought in tables and stools and set them up, brought in various ingredients and lit three charcoal pots.
Yao Daifu happily brought in herbal tea and placed it on the table, rubbing his hands together impatiently as he waited for the charcoal pots to boil and poured the slices of lamb into them.
The smell of meat wafted out and into Song San’s hut, and he sat up with red eyes.
Xiao Si heard the commotion and hurriedly opened the door, “Master Song San, what are your orders?”
“I’m hungry.”
Xiao Si, ……
He thought Song San Xiao would lie down until dark.
He was busy saying, “Miss Song and the young master and the others are eating in the house over there, you ……”
Before he finished speaking, Song Sanxiao had already stood up, staggered out of the house, staggered to this side of the house, didn’t say a word, sat on his butt next to Song Wangyue, took the untouched bowl of seasoning in front of her, grabbed the chopsticks she was holding, didn’t even look at whether the meat was cooked or not, directly chucked several slices in the bowl, casually dipped them in the seasoning and stuffed them into his mouth.
The crowd,……
“It’s hard for me.”
He said in a red-eyed, slurred voice, his chopsticks reaching into the charcoal pot.
The three men looked at him.
“I need comfort.”
Chopsticks reached into another charcoal pan.
“This is the first time I’ve liked a woman in eighteen years.”
With that, and a sniffle, the chopsticks had reached into a third charcoal pot.
“You guys say how my life is so bitter, I ……” bowed his head and took a big bite, sniffled again, and was about to extend his chopsticks–
Gu Yi “dabbed” “dabbed” “dabbed” all the remaining pieces of meat in the charcoal pot in his bowl and brought it to Song Wan Yue.
Looking at the three empty charcoal pots, Dr. Yao reacted with hindsight and pounded his chest in anxiety, “You’ve gone too far!”
Song Wangyue, ……
……
At the end of the lunch hour, there were not many people left in front of the stall, and there was still some spicy hotpot left, which would normally be sold out only by midnight. Liu Cui Lan and Song Shu, one watching the stall and the other wiping down the tables and stools.
A carriage came from the west and stopped in front of the stall, a butler-like man got down from the carriage, “How many skewers are left, I’ll take them all.”
Liu Cui Lan was overjoyed, “Wait a moment, I’ll count them right away.”
Song Shu also came over to help, and the two of them quickly finished counting, “There’s still a hundred wens left in total.”
The visitor readily gave her a hundred yuan and left an address, “I have some work to do, so you can send it to this place.”
Song Shu happily agreed.
The man got into his carriage and left.
The two men put the rest of the spicy skewers in a pot, cooked them and fished them out in a pot, covered them with a cloth, and Song Shu drove the cart there.
At the same time, a small beggar ran into the restaurant, threw a letter on the counter, turned around and ran away quickly.
The shopkeeper Wei read the words written on it and hurriedly took it to the back of the house.
“Miss Song, someone has thrown a letter on the counter, writing that you have personally addressed it.”
