Song Sanxiao hurriedly covered her mouth, "Work softly, don't let someone hear it."

I am really thinking about Qi Ying! No wonder I rush to set up a stall.

After Song San finished his novel, he realized that he would not tell himself.

He withdrew his hand in regret, slapped himself twice, and then begged, "Yue'er, Uncle San just thought about it, but did nothing."

There were many people in front of the stall, not the place to speak. Song Wanyue asked Song Sanxiao to follow him to a secluded place and asked bluntly, "Uncle San, do you know who the person Sister Qi likes in her heart?"

"She has someone she likes?"

Song Sanxiao suddenly realized that no wonder Qi Ying looked down on him. It turned out that there was someone in his heart.

"Who is it?"

"My eldest brother Song Si."

"you……"

Song Sanxiao was stunned.

"As early as when we set up a stall to sell cold noodles, she fell in love with her brother at first sight and kept looking for various opportunities to get in front of her brother. Do you still remember that her brother was framed by the Zhang family and she hurriedly rode her horse to our house? If she didn't like her brother, how could she go?"

Song San's cerebral buzzed, as if he heard what Song Wanyue was saying, but he didn't seem to hear it.

Miss Qi fell in love with Song Si. How is this possible? How is it possible?

"Even my mother and second aunt can see it. If you don't believe me, go and ask them."

Song Sanxiao staggered back two steps, holding his hands against the wall, supporting his body.

Song Wanyue was not helpless. Qi Ying had no intention of Song Sanxiao. If he allowed himself to fall in love with him so unrequited love, he would not know what would happen in the future. It would be better to cut off his thoughts now.

"You, why didn't you say it earlier?"

Song Sanxiao's voice was trembling. If he knew that Qi Ying liked Song Si, he would not have fallen into this deep, nor would he think about seeing her and pleasing her.

"It's not too late now, so Uncle San should just stop thinking. Even if the eldest brother doesn't have that intention to treat Sister Qi, you can't marry her. The difference between our two families is too big."

Song Sanxiao covered his chest, squatted down slowly, and covered his head with pain with both hands. He grew up to be eighteen years old, and for the first time he fell in love with a girl, but he didn't expect her heart to be on Song Si.

Song Wanyue stood beside him and looked at him like that.

In addition to Qi Ying's thoughts about Song Si, the Qi family also made her confused when they saw Gu Yi's reaction, not knowing whether it was good or bad.

So now we must cut off Song Sanxiao's idea and not have anything to do with the Weiyuan Escort Agency.

Liu Cuilan and Song Shu were busy greeting guests, but they didn't see the situation here, but Gu Yi saw it. He didn't know what he thought of, and the corners of his mouth were raised happily.

Song Sanxiao must be unable to work anymore. Song Wanyue walked over and said to Liu Cuilan, and took him back to the restaurant, found an empty room, and asked him to rest.

Song Sanxiao pierced his head on the bed in pain.

Song Wanyue closed the door and asked Xiao Si to guard the door, paying attention to the movement inside at all times. She went back to Gu Yi's house.

"Uncle San is okay?"

Gu Yi asked with concern.

"It's okay, it's just unrequited love, it'll be fine for a few days."

Gu Yi poured her a glass of water and looked at her with burning eyes, "Little girl, don't you let Uncle San think of Qi Ying, is it because of me?"

Song Wanyue,...

He rolled his eyes, "Young Master Gu, you are thinking too much. I am purely because our family and Qi family are not in line with each other."

"I don't believe it. If it weren't for Qi Ying, if it were someone else, you would definitely find a way to promote the third uncle instead of opposing them. So, you are still because of me, because I dislike the Qi family, and you love the house and the Wushu, and you dislike them."

Song Wanyue,...

...

Doctor Yao could not wait any longer and came over and knocked on the door, "Young Master, Miss Song, can we eat hot pot?"

Song Wanyue put the cup on the table, got up and opened the door, "It's OK."

"I'll go find Lao Wei."

Dr. Yao blew away like a gust of wind.

Song Wanyue shook her head and went to the window to set up the window.

The guy quickly brought the table and stools in and put them in, brought in various ingredients, and ordered three charcoal pots.

Dr. Yao happily brought herbal tea in, put it on the table, rubbed his hands impatiently, waited for the charcoal pot to boil, and poured the mutton slices into it.

The aroma of meat drifted out and floated into Song San's hut. He sat up with red eyes.

Xiao Si heard the movement and hurriedly opened the door, "Master Song San, what are your instructions?"

"I'm hungry."

Xiao Si,...

He thought Song Sanxiao would lie until dark.

He hurriedly said, "Miss Song and the Young Master are having dinner in the room over there, you..."

Before she finished speaking, Song Sanxiao had already stood up, staggered out of the house, staggered into the house, without saying a word, sat beside Song Wanyue, took the seasoning bowl that had not been moved in front of her, snatched the chopsticks in her hand, and didn't see whether the meat was cooked or not. She picked up several pieces and put them in the bowl, dipped the seasoning randomly, and stuffed them into her mouth.

Everyone,...

"I feel bad."

He said with red eyes and vaguely, and the chopsticks were inserted into the charcoal pot.

The three of them looked at him.

“I need comfort.”

The chopsticks reached into another charcoal pot.

"This is the first time I like a woman in 18 years."

As he said that, he even sucked his nose and the chopsticks had reached into the third charcoal pot.

"You said why my life is so hard, I..." He lowered his head and took a big mouthful, sniffed again, and was about to stretch out his chopsticks-

Gu Yi "rubbed", "rubbed" and "rubbed" and put all the remaining pieces of meat in the charcoal pot into his bowl and brought it to Song Wanyue.

Doctor Yao looked at the three empty charcoal pots, and then realized it and pounded his chest and stamped his feet in a hurry, "You are too much!"

Song Wanyue,...

...

At the end of noon, there were not many people in front of the stall, and some of the spicy hot pot was left, and it was usually not enough to be sold out before the time was time. Liu Cuilan and Song Shu, one looked at the stall, and the other went to wipe the table and stools.

A carriage drove over from the west and stopped in front of the stall. A man with a butler looked like a housekeeper got off the carriage, "How many strings are there? I'll take all of them."

Liu Cuilan was overjoyed, "You wait, I'll count it right away."

Song Shu also came to help, and the two of them counted quickly, "There are still 100 people left in total."

The visitor readily paid her a hundred cents and left another address, "I have something to do, so you can send it to this place."

Song Shu agreed happily.

The man got on the carriage and left.

The two of them put all the remaining spicy skewers in the pot, cooked them and sucked them in a basin, covered them with cloth, and Song Shu drove the ox cart to deliver them.

At the same time, a little beggar ran into the restaurant, threw a letter on the counter, turned around and ran away quickly.

Manager Wei saw the words written on it clearly and hurriedly took them to the back room.

"Miss Song, someone threw a letter on the counter, saying you were sending him in person."
Chapter completed!