Song Huanxi hesitated. After a moment, she finally made up her mind. Anyway, when she went to the snack stall the day after tomorrow, Lu Xingbang would also find that she was one of the owners of the snack stall. Song Huanxi simply set up a card: "Well, actually, my sister is doing this snack stall. You forgot that I once greeted you."

Lu Xingbang was stunned for a moment. After saying this, he remembered it. In an instant, his mind quickly turned:

Song Huanxi's sister's food stall appeared in the novel "Hongchen Yixiao", and the prototype in the book is exactly the same as that of a regular customer in the Wonton Shop, Brother Asheng's experience!

Doesn't this mean-

"Do you know Mr. Hongchen Yixiao?! Is he one of the regular customers of the Wonton Shop?!"

Lu Xingbang's eyes were extremely bright and he stared at Song Huanxi brightly.

Song Huanxi: “…yes.”

She is indeed a regular customer of the wonton shop.

Song Huanxi was afraid that Lu Xingbang would continue to ask questions, so he hurriedly said, "That, the gentleman told me repeatedly to keep it confidential, so--"

She stopped at the right time and looked at Lu Xingbang with deep regret.

Lu Xingbang did not give up, "Then ask him for me, can he have afternoon tea together when he has time?"

Song Huanxi: "...Okay!"

Seeing that the street lights in front of him were already bright, Song Huanxi hurriedly bid farewell to Lu Xingbang: "Boss Lu, see you another day!"

Lu Xingbang smiled all over his face: "Okay, Boss Song."

Lu Xingbang watched the girl get farther and farther away, and couldn't help but touch her chin. Well, the title of Boss Lu sounds so pleasant!

When Song Huanxi returned home, Ayun was not asleep yet, and sat on a small chair, facing the door, with bright eyes.

When Song Huanxi opened the door, he was shocked and frowned and said, "What are you doing here? I'm scared!"

Ayun suddenly stood up, flew over, hugged Song Huanxi's arm, and first shouted in a series of tender voices: "Sister, sister, sister, sister--"

She was so excited that she couldn't help herself: "I read today's newspaper, wow, I actually reported it! So happy!"

Song Huanxi stretched out his hand and stroked his forehead: "Are you that happy?"

Song Huanyun nodded vigorously: "Of course, I used to have it, but I didn't have it. What new schoolbags are there! New clothes!"

"Finally there is something, I have it, none of them!"

Song Huanyun raised her chin proudly, like a little rooster with high fighting spirit, but she felt inexplicably sad when she heard it.

Her heart softened and her tone became much gentler: "We have collected the stall on the weekend and will buy you a new schoolbag and a new skirt!"

Song Huanyun waved her hands repeatedly. Since Song Huanxi stopped hiding the financial situation at home from her, Song Huanyun has become worried and now she lives more frugal than Song Huanxi:

The water used for washing vegetables should be used to mop the floor, and the water used to wash rice should be used to water the flowers. In short, a little bit should not be wasted.

Song Huanxi smiled and said, "Don't worry, we will have money soon!"

Song Huanyun blinked, and a bunch of question marks appeared on her face without scheming—

Song Huanxi explained: "You have also watched today's serial. Many people are interested in our snack stall. You have to prepare more goods tomorrow."

Song Huanyun became happy all of a sudden. She liked to watch her savings increase the most now!

Song Huanyun jumped up directly: "I'll prepare the materials now! Make more tomorrow!"

When Song Huanxi saw his second son jumping to the kitchen, he suddenly thought of something and called her again: "By the way, you didn't tell others, I wrote Ah Gillian and Ah Qiang, right?"

Song Huanyun's body stiffened, and her whole body seemed to have turned into a wax figure, and even the air became heavy.

She turned around slowly like an old rusted machine and said hesitantly: "There is only one--"

"I only talked to Chen Jiazhu, and she also asked me to ask you if you can write her into the novel?"

Oh, she has been holding it in for a whole day. In the words of the Chinese teacher, she is wearing good-looking clothes and walking on the night road. No matter how beautiful she looks, no one can see it!

Fortunately, she also has a good friend Chen Jiazhu. In order to prove that her friendship is stronger than Jin Jian, the two exchange a secret every once in a while and keep it with each other.

The secret she said this time, ahem, is what Song Huanxi wrote.

Chen Jiazhu’s secret is much more meaningless. When her parents quarrel, their mother would drive her, her younger siblings and their father out of the house, saying that they would not be upset if they were out of sight.

Principal Chen took the siblings and sisters to eat hamburgers, and after eating, they bought an onion, and each one was divided into slices. When they got home, they began to wince.

Mrs. Chen was most ashamed of the children crying. When he felt soft, he put the children in the house.

As for Principal Chen himself, whether he can return to the house depends entirely on Mrs. Chen's mood.

Song Huanyun remembered that she asked boredly: "So your secret is to use onion to tear-jerking and deceive your mother?"

Chen Jiazhu suddenly lowered her voice and looked around, as if she was afraid that her father would suddenly appear: "Actually, my mother had known that we were using onions!"

"The first time I went home, my mother hugged Wu Ya, with a sad look on her face. She told me that she would just use onions to smoke her eyes in the future. We will do the four of us. Don't bring Wu Ya with you!"

Song Huanyun: "...This secret is worth it!"

The world of adults is so complicated!

Chen Jiazhu trusts her so much, so of course she also wants to tell Chen Jiazhu that her biggest secret!

Song Huanyun said, while carefully checking Song Huanxi's face, like a little mouse that was coming out for food for the first time.

What can Song Huanxi say!

She could only instruct: "It is unlikely that Chen Jiazhu will be written into the novel, but the day after tomorrow, she can watch a movie with us."

As he said that, Song Huanxi picked up the paper and pen, wrote a carefully written invitation letter, and handed it to Song Huanyun.

When Song Huanyun saw Miss Chen Jiazhu intimate on the envelope, she felt very excited - it was so good!

When I went out with my sister, I didn’t just make an appointment for a time and place, but how could I write an invitation letter like my sister?

It's like being treated as an adult!

Song Huanyun hugged the letter to her chest, her eyes shining: "Sister, don't worry! Even if I try my best to refuse, I will deliver the letter to Miss Jiazhu!"

Song Huanxi: “…”

There are too many complaints and I can't spit it out.

She instructed: "Forget it this time, don't talk to others again in the future!"

Song Huanyun nodded heavily: "Don't worry! Sister!"

Song Huanxi: "…Go to bed early."

I hope I wake up after sleeping and I am still that stupid and stupid sister who is easy to find trouble!

Song Huanyun agreed again, "When I prepare the materials, I will go to bed!"

Song Huanxi couldn't watch her sister do things alone. She changed into homemade clothes and helped her to work hard together.

No one noticed, Wenzai, who was alone in the bedroom, quietly opened her eyes, listened to the movement outside the bedroom, and bit the quilt tightly:

Big sister, second sister doesn't take Wenzai to play, oh~

Gillian and Aqiang... none of them made a mistake.

Actually, when I wrote this book title, my mind kept echoing Azhen fell in love with Aqiang, on a night without stars~
Chapter completed!