Ye Wenting was clever and took out a piece of silver from his sleeve and handed it to the gatekeeper. He said in kindness: "The money is for the big brother to buy a glass of wine and drink. Please make it convenient. We want to go in and say goodbye to the third girl." Busily pulled Song Qingcheng and said, "This is Young Master Song Biao from your house, please tell me, the third girl will meet us."
The gatekeeper smashed the silver in his hands, a little reluctant, but he did know that there was a Master Song Biao in the house, so he agreed.
After a while, the gatekeeper walked out and said disdainfully: "I suddenly remembered, isn't this Young Master Song Biao being driven out by the old lady? Since I was driven out, where is the Young Master? You guys blame me, Get out of here." After saying that, he waved to push people out.
Ye Wenting was pushed to the ground, and Song Qingcheng saw it and hurried to help others.
A small blue sedan stopped at the entrance of the Hou Mansion, Ye Wenting fell on the side of the small blue sedan, Song Qingcheng bent down and stretched out his hand to help people, but his hand was stepped on by the people in the sedan.
Three girls came out of the sedan chair. One of them was Song Siyan. When Song Siyan saw her brother Song Qingcheng, she was stunned.
The person who stepped on Song Qingcheng’s hand was the fifth girl from Pingliu Bo’s Mansion. She looked at Song Qingcheng disgustingly, and her eyes fell on Ye Wenting again. Seeing that she was ugly and dressed in rough, she said in disgust: "Where is the vulgarity? The villagers don’t even look at what this place is, and dare to stay here. Today is Miss Lin’s happy day, even if she comes to beg, she will have to look at the day, nothing is very bad luck."
The six girls from the Bofu Pingliu also echoed: "Yeah, can people like you come to join in the fun on such occasions today? Are you able to enter the house of the Houfu? If you get to know each other, just quickly Go away."
Ye Wenting stood up and said nothing, but looked at Song Siyan.
Song Siyan wore a good-quality skirt, and the one on her head was also the latest style in Zhenbaozhai. If you don't know the situation, she really thinks she is a serious girl in the Hou Mansion.
"Let's go, just ignore them." Song Siyan didn't dare to look up at her brother, but lowered her head to urge the two girls in Pingliu Bofu.
"Sister..." After Song Siyan had gone a little far away, Song Qingcheng suddenly remembered that he and his wife had to go to the Hou Mansion to congratulate Miss Lin San when they came over. They couldn't get in, but this time they met her sister. , Should be able to go in, could not help walking to her, "Sister, I and Ting'er want to go in, so you can do my brother a favor."
"Sister? Siyan, are you his younger sister?" The fifth girl was startled in a daze, with an unbelievable look on her face.
Song Siyan was embarrassed, her pretty face was pink with shame, and she quickly denied: "I am not his sister. He has admitted the wrong person. How could I have such a brother." After speaking, she raised her eyes and stared at Song Qingcheng fiercely. The black eyes are very sharp and sharp, and they have a warning sign, "You are going to talk nonsense here, where are the unruly people, dare to come to the door."
Song Qingcheng couldn't believe it. After only a few months, his sister had become like this.
Ye Wenting really couldn't look down on Song Siyan, but seeing that she actually didn't even recognize her brother in order to preserve the face in front of the sisters at this moment. But she didn't want to think, if there was no Qingcheng, would she be able to read and read? If she was illiterate, and she was born as crude and ugly as she was, she would win the eyes of Mrs. Lin, and would she have such a rich life as she is now
Before outsiders, she always said that she was working hard to earn money to study for her brother, and she always pretended to be sensible and well-behaved and full of poems and books, but the facts were not like this at all. It was Qingcheng who took care of all the dirty and tiring work since childhood. It was Qingcheng who worked hard to earn money to read and read and support his family. Qingcheng loved his sister, never made his sister suffer a little bit, and even taught her how to read and read.
It's good now, the younger sister has become so yellow, but she doesn't recognize this elder brother.
She doesn't care how Song Siyan pretends, but now that Song Qingcheng is her man, she can't see anyone bully him.
Thinking of this, Ye Wenting got a cold face, walked up to Song Siyan, and said coldly: "Sister, you don't recognize your brother, but you still recognize my sister-in-law? Your brother is honest, but you can't help you to insult, don't think it is now After you have a good life, you can just show your face. You can be a man to be rich, but you can't forget your roots! Just a few months ago, you were just a peasant girl who stepped on cow dung. Now, what right do you have to look down on us? "
There was movement here, and the people who had been crowded at the entrance of the Hou Mansion gathered around, watching the excitement.
Song Siyan could hardly see others saying that she was a peasant girl. She was used to living a good life. She had long felt that she was the same as the girl of Hou Fuqi. Now, someone pointed her nose in front of her and humiliated her. She was trembling with anger, her beautiful eyes turned red, and she was about to throw her hand at Ye Wenting when she raised her hand.
Ye Wenting reacted quickly, reaching out and intercepting the hand she wanted to wave to him, and squeezed her wrist fiercely.
She was accustomed to farming as a young girl, with a strong hand, and Song Siyan's face changed with a little effort.
The five girls and six girls of the Pingliu Bofu were dumbfounded. Song Siyan was afraid of losing face, so she red eyes and shouted at the gate of the Houfu: "These two dare to be presumptuous in front of the Houfu, you still do it in a daze. What? Why don't you come and drive me away!" After she finished, she turned to look at Ye Wenting, gritted her teeth and said, "This ugly girl is really presumptuous. Today's cousin Erwan is overjoyed. In fact, we should have a fight."
"I see who dares to do it to them." A gentle and clear female voice rang from inside an atmospheric carriage next to it. The carriage curtain was opened. A little girl jumped out first, then lowered her head and held a pair of bare hands, tightly. Then, a woman in luxurious clothes came out of the carriage.