Marry my elder sister? Fine! I'll give you the letter of annulment and marry someone else.

Seeing that he was so stubborn, Song Yang waved his hand and asked the servant behind him to bring a bundle.

"Since you won't give up until you see the Yellow River, I'll let your sister see it too!"

After saying this, at his instruction, the servant opened the bundle.

Song Zhi was caught off guard, and several brightly colored clothes caught her eyes at lightning speed.

Her soul trembled and she quickly looked away.

I couldn't help but sigh in my heart that the boss had met a big customer. The clothes that couldn't be sold twenty years ago finally found a buyer.

Who in their right mind would like such an ugly thing?

It’s fashionable, but it’s not fashionable at all.

Song Zhi held his forehead with his hand. Before he could speak, he heard Song Chenfeng say confidently, "Sister, don't be afraid of embarrassing your father. Feel free to tell me whether this dress looks good or not. Maybe they don't know how to appreciate it."

Song Zhi walked up to Song Chenfeng and patted his shoulder earnestly, "Brother, find a doctor to treat your eyes when you have time."

Song Chenfeng didn't understand the meaning of her words. "I asked you to judge these clothes. What does it have to do with my eye treatment?"

Song Yang slapped him on the forehead and said, "You can't tell good from bad. Your sister is saying that you have a bad eye and your clothes are ugly!"

After saying that, he dragged Song Chenfeng towards the ancestral hall while cursing.

Song Chenfeng was shocked, "What! You think it's ugly too?!"

Song Zhi finally realized that his silly brother really didn't do it on purpose, he was just a little bit stupid.

Thinking about it, he stopped the two of them and said, "Forget it, he didn't mean it. Tomorrow I will accompany him to apologize to A-Luan, and I will also accompany them to pick out some clothes and jewelry."

Song Chenfeng was so moved that she burst into tears, with an expression that said she should have been like this a long time ago. "Great! This job is not for humans. That little firecracker almost hit me on the head with her sledgehammer today. It was too violent."

With Song Zhi's plea, Song Yang reluctantly let go of Song Chenfeng.

Hearing what he said, she glared at him and said, "Try calling me firecracker again."

Song Chenfeng quickly begged for mercy, and ran behind Song Zhi with a shameless face, "Sister, when are we going out tomorrow?"

Song Zhi said, "Go out as soon as you wake up."

Song Chenfeng nodded, "Okay, then I'll go back to my room to rest."

After saying that, he left without waiting for her answer.

Song Yang blew his beard and glared, "You are so old, but you are so unruly."

But having said that, he was actually in a pretty good mood. He casually told Song Zhi a few words, then left humming a little tune.

Song Zhi said to his back, "Dad, have you had dinner tonight?"

Song Yang waved his hand contentedly, "I've eaten at your Aunt Xie's."

His back quickly disappeared from sight, and Song Zhi did not stop and returned to Qingfeng Courtyard.

The next morning, Song Zhi had just gotten up and hadn't packed up yet when Song Chenfeng was waiting outside.

She washed and dressed slowly, and had breakfast before taking Song Chenfeng to Xie's house.

In the carriage, Song Chenfeng was still in shock. "To be honest, that little firecracker was quite angry yesterday. I wonder if he'll hit me in the face with a hammer when we meet next time."

After saying that, he felt that his statement lacked masculinity and added, "Of course, I'm not afraid of her, but a good man doesn't fight with a woman. I'm too lazy to fight her."

Song Zhi said: "Aluan is not an unreasonable person."

She looked like a little firecracker that could be ignited at any time, but it was just a trick to disguise herself from being bullied.

From an outsider's perspective, she has always been well educated by Xie Yinyin.

Sensible and open-minded.

Song Chenfeng touched his nose guiltily, "I hope so."

The carriage soon arrived at the gate of Xie's house. Song Zhiben had already made up his mind to persuade Aluan with earnest words.

As a result, I saw Xie Yinyin holding A Luan's hand and standing at the door waiting from a distance.

Xie Yinyin stepped forward to greet them. "I knew you would come today. Chen Feng is a kind-hearted person, not a bad kid. What happened yesterday must have been a misunderstanding. Don't worry, I've already taught Alua a lesson for you. I'll let her go shopping with you again today."

A Luan leaned against the door frame and smiled at Song Zhi first. When she saw Song Chenfeng, her nose was no longer a nose, and her eyes were no longer eyes. She snorted and turned her face away.

Song Chenfeng's face was grim. He wanted to speak, but Song Zhi pushed him to the front of the carriage. "Okay, then let brother drive and we'll go around."

Although Song Chenfeng was reluctant, he still listened to Song Zhi's words. He held his breath, waved away the coachman, and sat in the driving seat.

He was unhappy, and A-luan's mood became visibly happy. She got into the carriage proudly with her hands behind her back.

But before leaving, he specifically lifted the curtain to tell Xie Yinyin, "We agreed not to throw my hammer. I've been getting along well with it lately and have developed feelings for it."

Xie Yinyin was embarrassed. While responding, she winked at Song Chenfeng, and the carriage immediately moved towards the city.

Although Song Zhi has not been keen on dressing up in recent years, as a woman, she is not completely ignorant of these things.

She knows exactly where the rouge has the longest lasting fragrance, where the pearl hairpin is flawless, and where the material is not likely to be worn by the same person as others.

So after entering the city, it was not difficult to take Aluan to buy these things.

Today, Song Chenfeng completely acted as a coachman and a porter, following them with a sullen face as he went in and out of one store after another.

After a whole day of hard work, I found that it was even more tiring than practicing martial arts and guarding the border.

At first, he thought it was quite funny when A-luan bought pearl hairpins and gouache. He thought it was out of place for a man who swung a sledgehammer all day to wear these clothes.

But as he put on his clothes and tied his hair up, he was surprised to find that it was like a different person in front of him.

Before, A-luan was dressed in simple and tight clothes, looking like a tomboy.

Now she is wearing flowing clothes and has a soft makeup, without any trace of a tomboy. She has round eyebrows and eyes, and when she grins, two shallow dimples appear on the corners of her lips, which seems a bit... cute?

As soon as these two words appeared in his mind, Song Chenfeng suddenly felt that he must be crazy.

He turned his face away awkwardly, and a strange red color appeared on the tip of his ear.

Song Chenfeng thought that he might need to discuss marriage.

After staying at the border for too long with a bunch of stinky men, I even think that the little firecracker has a pretty face, but he is the one who practices swinging a sledgehammer with one hand.

Song Chenfeng shuddered and deliberately avoided looking at A Luan.

But the more he tried not to look, the more A-luan seemed to deliberately appear in front of him and keep entering his sight.

Finally, he had no choice but to stare at his toes in a daze.

Song Zhi looked at Song Chenfeng, who was thinking about his mistakes, and expressed his confusion, "Brother, what are you doing?"

Song Chenfeng was stunned for a moment, then asked seriously: "Do you think my shoes look good?"

Song Zhi: ...

Ah Luan leaned close to her ear and asked, "Why do I feel like he's not very smart?"

Song Zhi sighed, "So don't bother with him if you encounter anything in the future."

"Let's do it."

Alua nodded generously.