Ye Youlan's daily life of traveling through time

Ye Youlan smiled and asked herself what position she ranked in his heart?

"In the order of first come, you go first, Yueyue goes second, and Erbao goes third."

"You have a conscience."

Song Wen didn't mention it, so Mrs. Qiao lived in the Song Mansion with peace of mind. Qiao Da always wanted to leave, thinking that it would embarrass his brother.

"He doesn't care about you as his brother, and you still care about him as his younger brother. I think you are just stubborn. Let's go, where are we going? What's the point of going back to our hometown? Can Qiao Ling find a good husband?"

"Didn't Luochuan give us dozens of taels of silver? We can rent a small house outside. Qiao Ling is getting older, and it's not suitable for her to always live in a single man's house."

"If you want to leave, you go, I won't leave."

Qiao Ling blushed: "I won't leave either."

She was fifteen, just past the age of marriage. Living in the Song Mansion these days, seeing the gentle and refined Lord Song every day made her heart pound. Lord Song was as handsome as her uncle, but even warmer. She wanted to stay here, to be around Lord Song every day. Maybe he would take a fancy to her.

Qiao Da looked helpless. He went out to find something to do today, while Qiao Sao and Qiao Ling went shopping to buy clothes, rouge and powder. The mother and daughter had the same idea.

As they were walking, they actually passed by the embroidery workshop that Yunniang was in charge of. After Yunniang left, the two of them stretched their heads to look inside and saw that the room was divided into two parts. On the right side were various embroidery products, and on the left side were many embroiderers who were embroidering with their heads down.

Uncle Li came over and asked them if they wanted to buy anything.

Mrs. Qiao suddenly asked if they were hiring. She couldn't embroider, and neither could her daughter, but they could manage the place.

Uncle Li heard that the two men's accents were not locals and their faces did not look like good people, so he said he would not hire them.

On the way back, Qiao Ling asked her mother if she wanted to be an embroiderer.

"I'm just asking casually. I think this embroidery shop should be very profitable, right? Your uncle is really something. With such a huge family business, he only gave us a few dozen taels to send away the waiters."

Qiao Ling glanced at her mother and said, "Mom, just be content. Dad advised you to be nicer to your uncle. If you had listened, our lives would have been much better. Maybe I would be a spoiled rich girl now."

Mrs. Qiao scratched her head embarrassedly: "If you can't be a young lady, then I will be a lady. Mother will help you take down that Mr. Song."

Qiao Ling was surprised: "When?"

"You've only just turned 16. After a while, you'll be at least 16!"

Qiao Ling was worried, what if Lord Song proposed marriage at this time?

"Yes, then we should find a solution as soon as possible."

In the evening, Mrs. Qiao cooked a few dishes, let her daughter wear a beautiful pink dress, put rouge on her face and lipstick, and the mother and daughter waited for Mr. Song to come back with great joy.

But Master Song did not return home that night. The mother and daughter were very disappointed. When they returned to their room to rest, they heard the old woman gossiping and laughing at them, saying that they were toads wanting to eat swan flesh.

Mrs. Qiao was about to curse back, but Qiao Ling held her back: "Just bear with it. When I marry Mr. Song, I'll drive these two old women away."

"That's right, it's cheap to argue with them."

Qiao Luochuan felt very uncomfortable when he learned that Song Wen had taken in his brother's family.

Yunniang said that they just wanted to humiliate her and were deliberately staying away, and Mr. Song was too embarrassed to chase them away directly.

"Or, I'll rent them a yard and let them move out!"

Yunniang agreed that there was no better way at the moment.

Qiao Luochuan asked someone to find Qiao Da and told him his thoughts. Qiao Da felt very ashamed.

"Luochuan, I will definitely pay you back when I have money."

"Brother, it's all that matters as long as you can live a good life."

So the broker took Qiao Da to choose a house, and they soon set their eyes on a small courtyard with three entrances.

The agent told Qiao Da to rent the house without worry, and that he would ask Qiao Changshi for the rent, and then gave the lease to Qiao Da.

Qiao Da returned to the Song Mansion happily and asked his wife and daughter to pack up and prepare to move.

The mother and daughter didn't move.

"I'm going to help you move it."

Qiao Da advised earnestly, "It's not right for us to disturb him here. Master Song doesn't even go home to sleep at night. Don't you know that?"

After hearing what Qiao Da said, the mother and daughter instantly came to their senses, quickly packed up their things and went to their own yard.

Although the yard was small, it was tidy enough. It was just a little smaller than Lord Song's yard. The mother and daughter quickly and happily cleaned up the room.

Mrs. Qiao packed up everything and asked Mr. Qiao to bring the house deed over so that she could keep it with more peace of mind.

Qiao Da handed over the lease.

Mrs. Qiao was furious: "Why is it a rented yard? Qiao Luochuan is so reluctant to pay even this little money?"

Mrs. Qiao then started to curse at her with a string of foul language, which was so unpleasant that Qiao was so angry that his hands were shaking and he raised his hand to hit her.

Mrs. Qiao leaned close to Qiao Da and said, "Go ahead and hit me. Beat me to death and ask your brother to find you a new wife."

Qiao was so angry that his eyebrows were trembling: "If you continue to be unreasonable, I will really write a letter of divorce."

When Mrs. Qiao heard that he wanted to write a letter of divorce, she burst into tears, as if she had suffered a great injustice. Someone in the yard next to her yelled, "Can't you let me sleep?"

She calmed down, but she kicked Qiao Da and wouldn't let him go to bed. Qiao Da went out with his clothes on and stayed by the stove all night.

Ye Youlan thought that this was Qiao Luochuan's family affair. As long as he didn't say anything, she wouldn't interfere. So she asked someone to continue watching!

The next day, Mrs. Qiao prepared a meal and asked Qiao Ling to deliver it to the mansion. If Mr. Song didn't come back, she would go find him.

Song Wen had been staying at the mansion because of the autumn examination. Hearing someone was looking for him, he came out and saw a pretty girl waiting for him at the door, carrying a lunch box.

He recognized it as Qiao Ling. The fifteen-year-old girl's body had not yet fully developed, but her slender figure had already begun to show. Today she was wearing a pink dress and had rouge on her face, which was fair with a rosy glow. When she saw him come out, a blush flew across her little face.

Song Wen smiled, a hint of pride flashing across his lips.

"Master Song, my mother asked me to bring you breakfast. Thank you for taking us in these days. We moved out yesterday and didn't have time to tell you."

The little girl's voice is crisp and very pleasant.

Lord Song took the food box, and whether intentionally or unintentionally, his fingers touched the girl's fair fingers, and the girl's face became even redder.

Mr. Song asked where they moved to and asked to visit them when he had time.

Qiao Ling pointed to the distance and said, "It's just in front of the third alley on North Street."

"I remember."

"Sir, please go in and eat it while it's hot."

"I watched you leave."

Qiao Ling's face was burning and her heart was pounding. She quickly ran away and hid in a corner. Looking back, she saw Lord Song still standing there. She covered her face with her hands, filled with joy.

She thought that Lord Song liked her. He had clearly touched her fingers when he received the food box, watched her leave, and even came to visit her at home.

The little girl was delighted.

After returning home, the mother and daughter analyzed the situation and felt that Lord Song just liked Qiao Ling.

Li Zhi came back with his parents, and also brought his younger brother and sister-in-law back. The house he bought happened to be next to Qiao's house, but it was bigger than Qiao's and had a few more rooms.