Chapter 14: Each Family's Own Affairs
Life has to return to normal, and Song Qingwan no longer has to dress up as a man, so she naturally has to wear women's clothes again.

But this long hair gave her a headache. She could tie it into a ponytail at home, but if she went out without taking care of her appearance, she would probably become the topic of gossip on the street.

"Xiao Ya, I forgot how to comb my hair." The original owner was not very proficient in it, and now Song Qingwan simply didn't know how to do it, so she handed the comb to the third sister Song Qingya with confidence.

It’s worth mentioning that the little girl is thirteen years old and has reached the age of knowing and loving beauty. Her own hairstyle is very beautiful, which not only sets off her face shape, but also reflects her soft temperament, like a fresh, white lotus.

"Well, I don't want your soft type. I need to be more energetic and it's okay to be a little more outspoken." She is a fiery red rose with thorns. She doesn't need to hide herself. Song Qingwan just wants to be her true self.

"Humph, you are not good at it and you are quite picky. Then I will do a flying bun for you. It's a pity that there is no jewelry, otherwise my sister will be the most beautiful woman in the world."

The original owner was actually very beautiful, and looked about 60% like herself in her previous life, but she had never dressed up seriously.

Even when she went out to visit someone, she was always dressed in gray and kept her head down. Coupled with her sullen personality, she stood out in the crowd.

Not only Song Qingwan, but Song Qingya was also asked to deliberately conceal her beauty, because with Song's father's current ability, it was hard to say whether he could protect several beautiful daughters.

Song Dalin's plan was to wait until he was promoted a few levels before finding a good family of equal status for his daughter. One has to know that marriage is a woman's future and cannot be taken lightly, so none of the six children in the Song family had been arranged to marry.

But now Song Qingwan has a large black ointment on her forehead, and the first thing people see is her hideous scar, so she doesn't have to worry about her beauty.

Song Qingya's hands were really deft. With just a few fiddles, she had a beautiful hairstyle ready. She immediately reached out to Song Qingwan and said, "Give me the hairband."

"Ah? Did I have it? What was it like? Where was it?" Song Qingwan really had no memory of such trivial things.

"Of course, when you went out yesterday, I saw you carrying a red headband with your name embroidered on it in your sleeve pocket. It must be your favorite.

Besides, if a girl loses something with her name embroidered on it, what if a bad person forces her to marry him? Sister, please look for it quickly.

When I was washing clothes this morning, I didn't see any hairband in your pocket, so I thought you had taken it out early." Song Qingya suddenly became anxious.

If such a personal item were to be obtained by someone with ulterior motives, it would definitely cause trouble. My sister's reputation must not be ruined again.

"It might have been lost in the mountains. I have never seen it. But it doesn't matter. Few people go to the mountains. It must be fine.

I, just have a hairband? "The ancients must have suffered a lot to keep their hair long even though they were so poor. Song Qingwan wiped away tears of sympathy for herself for a moment.

"Only the one with your name on it. Give the others to Xiaowu." The eldest sister loves her younger sister very much, so Song Qingya could only take one out of her jewelry box and give it to Song Qingwan.

But this one? "Can it be without the bell?" It would be a waste and inappropriate for a straight girl to wear such a cute thing, and Song Qingwan was full of resistance.

Seeing this, Song Qingya chuckled, "Okay, if you have something to use, just be happy. Hurry up and leave. If you go too late, it will seem that you don't care, and the guests will be dissatisfied."

After Song Qingya fixed Song Qingwan's hairstyle, she clapped her hands, turned around and went out, picked up the prepared basket and left.

Song Qingwan had no choice but to follow him. In ancient times, few girls went out alone, unless they were strong women like Song Qingwan who had the ability to protect themselves.

The two sisters chatted and laughed, and first sent it to the two aunts who helped yesterday. The first family was the Zhu family, which was also a family of minor officials, but Mr. Zhu's rank was two levels lower than Song Dalin, and he lived with his two brothers. The whole family was usually noisy.

Song Qingwan went forward and knocked on the door. It was the old lady of the Zhu family who opened the door. When she saw Song Qingwan, there was a flash of contempt in her eyes, but her attitude was very warm.

"Oh, it's Qingwan, your mother should be getting better, right? Look, you've even sent out the red eggs. Fortunately, my eldest daughter-in-law found it early, otherwise your mother, oh my, that would have been too dangerous."

But what was even more terrifying was this seemingly weak little girl in front of him. Originally, I thought her dressing up as a man was shocking enough, but she was helping her mother give birth before she even got married? !

I don’t know how the Song family educates their children. Tsk tsk, from now on, you can’t let your children play with the Song family, otherwise they will learn bad things.

Old Mrs. Zhu's eyes rolled around, and she felt very disdainful in her heart, but her gaze as she stared at the red eggs in the basket was very fiery.

Although Song Qingwan didn't know what the old lady was thinking, she could probably see what she was thinking. But she didn't care. She just came to thank Aunt Zhu.

"My mother's health is getting better. Thank you for your concern, mother-in-law. Is Aunt Zhu at home? I want to thank her in person. Aunt Zhu?!" Song Qingwan shouted loudly, not wanting to talk too much with the old lady.

The old lady was anxious, but it was too late to stop her. Aunt Zhu had already trotted out and said, "Awan is here. Do you want to give her some red eggs?"

"Yes, I would like to thank Aunt Zhu again for your help yesterday. Please accept this small token of my gratitude." Song Qingwan took out five eggs.

Two were the eggs for my little brother, and three were thank-you gifts.

"Oh, this is too much. Two is enough. You can take the rest back to your mother to make brown sugar. It will increase milk secretion and nourish the body."

"My father left it for me to nourish my body." Song Qingwan stuffed the egg into her arms and ran away. "After Aunt Zhu left, I have to send it to Aunt Yang. Remember to come to my house to eat wedding noodles the day after tomorrow."

Aunt Zhu couldn't refuse, so she had to accept it. However, as soon as the gate of the Zhu family's courtyard was closed, noisy sounds were heard from inside.

Song Qingya glanced back and whispered to Song Qingwan, "Aunt Zhu is so pitiful. Her family supports the other two families, but those people have no gratitude at all. They are really ungrateful. Fortunately, those people from our hometown didn't come."

"What? Are you still afraid of people from your hometown?" How could she remember that in her vague memories from childhood, it was their second branch that secretly bullied others?
It has only been six or seven years since Song Dalin and his family came to Beijing to serve as an official. Song Qingya still has memories of her hometown, so she is really not afraid.

"Close proximity smells bad, far away distance smells good; many people around bring more trouble." It's easier for them to have a family like this.

The two soon came to the Yang family. Unlike the Song family and the Zhu family, the Yang family was an authentic small merchant family in the capital, running a small restaurant that had been passed down for five or six generations, but the population was relatively simple.

The Yang family has been a single-line family for four generations, with only one branch of the family. Aunt Yang gave birth to three girls earlier, and it was only after she came into contact with Mother Song that she gave birth to a son a few years ago.

Therefore, the Song family and the Yang family actually have the best relationship. It is also Grandma Yang who opens the door for the Yang family. Compared with Grandma Zhu's weird attitude, Grandma Yang is genuinely kind.

"Awan Xiaoya, come in quickly." The old man was very enthusiastic and did not mean to look down on Song Qingwan.

(End of this chapter)