Mr. Qin, Please Advise Me

Yang Lisheng looked at the painting on the table thoughtfully, Xiao Ning, do you like this painting?

Song Yanning raised her eyebrows, Grandpa wants to give it to Old Man Song? They went to the antique market to buy a birthday gift for Old Man Song.

What is Mr. Song, he is your grandfather. Li Meixiang glanced at Song Yanning and tapped her forehead. She knew that Xiaoning had no feelings for the Song family, but they were her closest relatives after all.

Song Yanning stuck out her tongue mischievously. She wouldn't be called Grandpa Song.

That's what I mean. If you don't want to, we'll give it away. Yang Lisheng felt that it was more appropriate to send this painting. Father Song is Xiao Ning's grandfather. Xiao Ning gave such an expensive gift to the Song family. Take a high look at those guests.

I don't care, Grandpa decides. Song Yanning said indifferently. This painting may be a treasure in the eyes of others, but in her eyes it is just a painting, not much different from other paintings.

Okay, then Grandpa will make a decision. Yang Lisheng nodded.

Song Yanning stood up, Grandpa, grandma, I'm a little tired. I want to go back to my room and sleep for a while. If I don't get up during dinner, don't call me.

Okay. Yang Lisheng and Li Meixiang responded. Not to mention Xiaoning, even they felt very tired these two days, and almost never stopped to take a good rest.

Song Yanning returned to the room, arranged a simple formation, and took out the brush. She doesn't know what this brush does right now, and she won't know until she refines it.

Biting her fingers and dripping a drop of blood essence onto the brush, Song Yanning closed her eyes and began to refine the restriction on the brush. Only then did she know that this brush was more difficult to refine than she thought, and that there were twenty-eight formation restrictions on it. If you want to completely refine it, it will be impossible for a month or two.

Time passed unknowingly, and the originally quiet alley became lively again.

The sun shines on Song Yanning's body through the window, making her whole body seem to be covered with a halo, which is not as beautiful as a real person.

Song Yanning opened her eyes, glanced at the clock on the wall, put away the brush, stretched and stood up. That night, she managed to refine two prohibitions.

After withdrawing the formation, grandma's voice came from outside the door, Xiao Ning, are you awake? It's time for breakfast.

I woke up my grandmother. Song Yanning stepped forward to open the door and smiled at Li Meixiang.

Li Meixiang smiled and rubbed Song Yanning's hair, Then hurry up, grandma will help you prepare the porridge. Your grandfather also bought fritters today.

Yeah. Song Yanning nodded and walked towards the bathroom.

The three of Song Yanning were having breakfast when they heard a knock on the door.

Who is it so early? I'll open the door. Li Meixiang put down her chopsticks, got up and walked towards the door.

Opening the door and seeing Qin Yushen outside the door, Li Meixiang was stunned for a moment, Xiaoshen, why are you here? Didn't he also go to Song's house to attend Father Song's birthday banquet today? Why come at this time?

Grandma Yang, I'm here to pick you up. Qin Yushen said. The Song family lived in the suburbs, and the road from here was relatively long, and there was a section of the road under jurisdiction, so taxis could not get in.

It's so troublesome, we can just take a taxi. Li Meixiang stepped aside and let Qin Yushen go in. She is really grateful to the Qin family. If it weren't for the Qin family, this courtyard would not be theirs anymore. What moved her the most was the plane tree. She really didn't expect it to be found.

No trouble, I just happened to be going to Qin's house, by the way. Qin Yushen walked into the courtyard.

Xiao Shen, have you eaten breakfast? Would you like to have some more? Li Meixiang led Qin Yushen towards the main room.

Thank you, Grandma Yang! I've already eaten it. Qin Yushen smiled and shook his head. His every move was noble, like a prince who came out of a cartoon.

Xiaoshen is here, come and sit down. Yang Lisheng was very happy to see Qin Yushen.

Grandpa Yang! Xiaoning. Qin Yushen walked to Song Yanning and sat down.

Song Yanning glanced at Qin Yushen and ate breakfast to herself. She didn't have a good impression of Qin Yushen before. After he helped them buy back the courtyard, she had a better impression of him, but she still didn't like being too close to him.

Xiaoshen is here to pick us up to go to Song's house. Li Meixiang poured a glass of water and handed it to Qin Yushen. She really liked this child, and she also hoped that he and Xiao Ning would be together in the future.

Thank you Xiaoshen! Yang Lisheng looked at Qin Yushen happily, the more he looked at it, the more pleasing to the eye. Originally, he planned to take a taxi, but today, Mr. Song's birthday, Xin'er and Yufeng must be very busy, and he didn't want to trouble them.

Grandpa Yang, you're welcome! I'm also on the way. At this moment, the mobile phone in Qin Yushen's pocket rang.

Smiling apologetically at Yang Lisheng and Li Meixiang, Qin Yushen took out his mobile phone and frowned slightly when he saw the caller ID above, I'll go outside to answer a call.

When he came outside, Qin Yushen pressed the answer button.

Brother Yu Shen, when are you coming? Song Yanxue's voice came from the opposite side.

I have something to do now, wait a moment. Qin Yushen said quietly.

Okay, then I'll wait for you! Song Yanxue looked at herself in the mirror carefully created by a professional stylist, with an expectant smile on her face.

Hanging up the phone, Song Yanxue hummed a song, admiring her outfit in a good mood. Brother Yu Shen will be amazed when he sees me.

Sister! Song Yanli's voice came from outside the door.

Come in, the door is open. Song Yanxue picked up the comb and brushed her bangs. She must present a most perfect version of herself today.

Song Yanli pushed open the door, walked across to Song Yanxue and sat down, Sister, are you really going to do that?

What? Song Yanxue looked at Song Yanli in confusion.

It's just to lock up little sister Xiaoning. Song Yanli felt a little distressed for the little sister who had not yet met. She felt that no matter how ugly her younger sister was, she was also born by her parents, and it was fine for her parents to send her away. The appearance was originally given by my parents, and my sister was innocent at all.

Of course! Otherwise, if we let those guests know that the ugly ones belong to our Song family, wouldn't it be a disgrace to our Song family. Song Yanxue put down her comb and walked around in front of Song Yanli, Look at me today, okay? nice?

It's okay. Song Yanli stood up. She decided to tell her grandfather about it, otherwise sister Xiaoning would be so pitiful.