Chapter 179 Eightieth Birthday
Going to a bookstore late at night? "Song Qingya, you are so ambitious?" Song Qingwan certainly didn't believe it. This girl obviously had her own little secret.

But since her sister had a request, she naturally had to agree, "It's not impossible, but you have to invite my eldest cousin and the others to come along."

Forget about Song Qingping. This kid has been studying like a madman recently. He even doesn't let Qing'an and several cousins ​​go. I don't know what has stimulated him.

However, the two girls went out alone late at night, and their targets were too obvious, with the words "Come and bully me" written on their faces.

Song Qingya pursed her lips and glanced at her elder sister again. Her elder sister could do everything openly and aboveboard, so even if she couldn't do that, she was not afraid of letting her brothers know.

So she bit her lip, agreed, and whispered, "Okay." She looked so gentle and elegant, a far cry from the tough little girl before.

Song Qingya, who will be fifteen years old after the Chinese New Year, has already shown a sense of graceful beauty. She is dressed very delicately. The items on her body are not expensive, but they are definitely beautiful and cleverly show off her slender figure.

Isn't this the posture of a secret meeting with her lover? People in ancient times were so fierce. A girl of Song Qingya's age would almost have a fiancé in other families, and she would be able to get married in another one or two years.

Given the general environment, little girls mature early, so Song Qingwan didn't worry too much about her sister's physical and mental health. Besides, there was nothing to be afraid of for the children of the Song family, so since she wanted to go, she could go.

Song Qingwan was also very curious about who she would go out to meet, but of course she pretended not to know, "Okay, you get ready, I'll go call my brother and the others."

When Song Qingwan arrived at the main room, the brothers Song Qingchi and Song Qingyue were practicing kung fu in the yard, Uncle Song was sharpening his spear, and Aunt Song was sewing clothes.

I was going to the Yang family to celebrate my birthday, and the second house distributed new fabrics to each room, the kind with embroidery. As long as we measured our bodies, we could make ready-made clothes, which was very convenient.

Today's days are a blessing, but they are also accompanied by disasters. However, the Song family must embark on this path. Even if they are worried and afraid, they must learn to adapt.

When Song Qingwan came, Song Qingyue, who was facing the door, noticed her first. He called out in surprise, "Wanwan." Then he was about to stop and go to greet his sister.

Unexpectedly, Song Qingchi thought this was his trick, "Don't try to fool me, watch out!" He kicked Song Qingyue.

The child was caught off guard, and when he narrowly dodged the attack, he fell to the ground because the angle was too tricky, and immediately lost face in front of his sister.

Song Qingyue's face turned red with anger, and he pointed at his eldest brother and threatened, "Just wait for me." Then he quickly stood up, patted his butt, and ran towards Song Qingwan.

After a few breaths, he put on a bright smile again, "Wanwan, why are you here?"

Song Qingchi realized it later and turned around, then saw that it was really his sister who came.

"I'm here to ask you guys out for a walk. Do you want to go with me, brother and second brother? Uncle and aunt." After Song Qingwan expressed her intention, she greeted Uncle Song and the others.

The uncle waved his hand at Song Qingwan cheerfully and said, "Go, go." He didn't care at all about what the children were going to do.

"Then I will go. I heard that foreign envoys are in the capital. The capital is very lively at night. Let's go and broaden our horizons."

Song Qingyue was very interested. The Song family had just arrived in the capital and had been resting. They had not yet visited the capital.

"Then let's go. Actually, I don't really have the chance to go shopping." Song Qingwan has a lot of things to do. She always comes and goes in a hurry every day. She always does things with a purpose and has no time to stroll around.

"Walk, walk, walk." He really just walked.

When the Song family's old house went out to turn two alleys, it was a downtown. When a few brothers and sisters came to the door, Song Qingya had waited for it early. She put on a rabbit hair cloak and looked very delicate. The boy will be beaten, whether right or wrong.

"What nonsense are you talking about? Do you think Yaya is the same as a ignorant and uncultured person like you? She is a good housekeeper." Song Qingchi praised her sincerely.

The second aunt of the second house often takes care of Song Xiaoqi, Song Qingwan is busy with things outside, and everything in the Song family is basically taken care of by Song Qingya. Even when someone comes from her hometown, she doesn't cause any trouble and everything is in order.

The eldest aunt was fascinated by the daughters of the second wife, so she was dissatisfied with her own sons and blamed her husband for being useless and not being able to give birth to daughters.

Song Qingwan smiled very gently and saluted her two brothers gracefully, "Big brother, second brother."

"Haha~"

"Sister Qingya."

You are so polite. You caught them off guard. The two brothers quickly returned the greeting and were sweating profusely.

Therefore, they still prefer to get along with Song Qingwan, who is durable and will not be hurt by beatings or broken by falls.

"Let's go." Song Qingwan turned around and waved to the three people, and the brothers and sisters quickly walked to the street.

As night fell and the lights came on, the entire capital seemed to be shrouded in a mysterious and gorgeous veil. Lanterns were hung high on both sides of the street, and the colorful lights intertwined, illuminating the way forward for people.

The streets and alleys of Beijing are filled with a strong atmosphere of life. The streets are filled with shouts and bargaining sounds, and the food stalls exude tempting aromas, attracting passers-by to stop and taste.

The capital at this time is like a prosperous and lively painting, showing its unique charm and flavor. Whether it is the magnificent palaces and pavilions or the quaint courtyards, they all look particularly beautiful under the light.

Tourists walk through the city, feeling the historical deposits and cultural heritage of this ancient city. Among them are many foreigners with blond hair and blue eyes in strange costumes.

"It's so lively! There are delicious foods, come quickly brothers." Song Qingwan's goal was very clear. She felt hungry again after just eating.

"Here it is! This looks delicious. Boss, give me one portion, not two. Yaya, pay quickly." Song Qingyue didn't know what being polite meant. He rubbed his hands and waited for the stall owner to pack him a sesame cake, the kind with mutton, which was so delicious.

"I'll have one."

"I'll have one too."

The brothers and sisters looked like they hadn't eaten for years, which made Song Qingya's face darken, but she resigned herself to paying the money. After all, she was the one who invited others to be guards, so she had to pay them.

"Don't eat too much, or you'll have trouble sleeping at night."

"No, no, we'll go back hungry after we've fought a few times."

Obviously, the three siblings were all heading for the food. How could this be possible? "Go this way. There's a barbecue stand in front that's the best." Humph, I can't fool you. Song Qingwan pointed in another direction.

"Really? Let's go." The brother and sister did not doubt her and followed her to find delicious food.

Song Qingwan was hanging at the back, biting a sesame cake, with a meaningful smile in her eyes. What kind of delicacy? It should be a handsome man, right?
The second change is completed~