The first top lady

Chapter 182 True Reunion

Summer vacation begins.

Song Yixuan and Guan Qian went to Linhang No. 7 Middle School to pick up Song Yike. When they got home, they found that Song Yixun and Song Yitian had also returned.

Song Yice was so happy that he had never seen so many people in his house before.

Finally someone had time to play with him.

Song Yitian came back from school with a bag on her back, but she didn't bring any clothes. Suddenly she realized she had no clothes to change into, so she had to go find Song Yixuan.

"Sister, can you lend me some clothes?"

Song Yixuan was lying on the bed reading a novel. He turned around to look at her and gestured, "Look for it yourself in the cloakroom."

"Okay." Song Yitian walked in with small steps and said in a pinched voice, "Thank you, sister. Sister is the best!"

"Speak to me nicely."

It seems that ever since she tricked Song Yitian in Dijing last time, she has learned to act coquettishly and cutely, and to act like a trap.

Song Yitian walked into Song Yixuan's cloakroom with a smile and started to choose clothes.

To be honest, she thought that Song Yixuan's closet should be filled with black and white clothes, because Song Yixuan usually only wore these two colors.

However, the moment she opened the cabinet door, the scene before her shocked her so much that she was almost speechless.

"Wow--"

Red, pink, yellow, green, blue...

There are all kinds of colors, obviously everything you can think of.

"Fan, Fanxing?" Song Yitian found a yellow skirt in the innermost cabinet. It was a high-end luxury brand.

To his shock, he discovered that the black and white clothes that Song Yitian usually wore were hanging directly on the hangers outside, and Song Yixuan had not put them in the closet at all.

"No, sister, you are a rich woman." Song Yitian walked out of the cloakroom holding three or five high-end luxury goods in one hand.

Song Yixuan was absorbed in the novel. He quickly raised his eyes to take a look and said nonchalantly, "Ah, wear whatever you want."

"Sister!" Song Yitian still hadn't recovered from her shock, her face full of surprise, "Gao She, the most luxurious!"

She really couldn't understand why Song Yixuan had so many high-end and beautiful clothes, but he dressed simply every day. What was he thinking?

"They were all given by others."

It doesn't match her usual style at all, so it definitely wasn't bought by her.

"Where's Fanxing? I heard she hardly does custom-made items, but I saw several in her closet. My roommate who always shows off her wealth said she contacted Fanxing several times, but she just wouldn't design for her."

I don’t know why, but Song Yitian felt relieved when he said this.

It's like saying: Look, the designer you couldn't make an appointment with has customized clothes for my sister several times.

"Oh."

Seeing that Song Yixuan didn't pay much attention to her, Song Yitian simply went back to the cloakroom to try on clothes.

She slept with Song Yixuan many times, but she never noticed the good clothes that Song Yixuan had "secretly hidden".

Today really opened my eyes.

"Sister, how do you think I look in this?" Song Yitian came out wearing a jumpsuit.

In fact, she doesn't really like wearing skirts.

"It's interesting, interesting, interesting." Song Yixuan looked at the novel and nodded without raising his head.

If this is meant to praise the novel, then it's not wrong.

Song Yitian moved his body a few times and said, "...it's just a little tight."

It's obvious that this dress was made according to Song Yixuan's size. Song Yitian's size is one size larger than Song Yixuan's.

It’s a bit of a pity.

Such nice clothes, Song Yixuan won’t wear them, and Song Yitian can’t wear them either.

Song Yixuan said, "Then I'll ask her to make her waist bigger next time."

"Who?" Song Yitian asked following her words.

"The one who operates the sewing machine."

Of course, the person who made this dress will also be the one who makes the next dress.

"Oh." Song Yitian didn't ask any further questions.

If her mind was more active, would she be able to associate the person operating the sewing machine with Fanxing?

Anyway, being stupid doesn't affect her being a good sister to Song Yixuan.

After twelve years, the six siblings of the Song family were finally reunited. Song Yixuan could finally return to Longquan without any psychological burden and stand in front of those inscriptionless monuments.

Unlike the heaviness of the past, this time at the Song family cemetery there was laughter, joy, chasing and playing.

"I found a bigger one." Song Yice stood in the middle of the vines and picked up a big pumpkin.

This year, a lot of wild vegetables and melons grew around the cemetery, making it full of vitality.

"And here are some zucchini."

"watermelon!"

"Second sister——"

Song Yice seemed to have completely liberated his nature. He ran around happily nearby. He found a zucchini in the east and a watermelon in the west, and ran all over the mountain.

Sometimes he called her brother, sometimes he called her sister, and all three of them were exhausted.

Song Yixuan had experienced this kind of "bitterness" once before, and from the beginning she sat under a big tree to enjoy the cool. Song Yichen happened to pick up a watermelon, so she waved her hand and asked someone to bring the watermelon over, and she ate it happily.

"Sister, our brother has such well-developed limbs, he must be smart, right?" Song Yitian panted and sat down next to Song Yixuan.

She is exhausted as a dog.

Song Yishen was the first to collapse from exhaustion. He handed the split watermelon to Song Yitian and said with a smile, "As long as he is healthy and happy, that's all."

Song Yixuan never had any wish for his younger brothers and sisters to become successful.

She herself is a half-baked student.

Song Yixun also came over, panting, "I can't catch up."

There's no way to catch up!

"Yike is still following us?" Song Yitian said disdainfully, "You can't do this!" He then said, "My brother is still the best! Both of them are good!"

Song Yixun snatched the watermelon from her hand and said, "Don't eat it if you keep talking."

"Hey-"

Then they saw Song Yice running back with a pheasant.

Song Yike followed slowly behind.

"Where did this rope come from?" Song Yitian asked.

"My belt."

"Uh……"

A bit abstract!

"Hey! Hey——"

The pheasant flapped its wings and tried to escape, but its legs were tied to the rope on Song Yice's pants and it couldn't break free. It could only let Song Yice drag it down the mountain.

"Little flying chicken, stop making trouble."

"Little Flying Chicken?" Song Yitian held his forehead and sighed.

What's the name of this?

Is there really something wrong with my brother's brain?

"I'll introduce Little Sweetheart to you when we get home."

"Don't be afraid! I won't eat you."

"Little flying chicken, little flying chicken..."

……

Song Yice chatted with a chicken along the way.

Guan Qian did not go back to Longquanli with Song Yixuan. This was the time for the Song family to reunite, and he felt that it was inappropriate for him to be there.

Shen Hai's landlord called Sheng Kai and said that his son was getting married and he was in a hurry to renovate the house, so he asked him if he could move out early and he could pay the penalty for breach of contract.

Guan Qian had originally planned to live in Shenhai during the time Song Yixuan was away, but now he had to change places.

"Your son's marriage is a happy event, so there is no need for liquidated damages." Guan Qian put one hand in his pocket and smiled gently.

The landlord thanked him repeatedly, went back to the car, got some wedding candy and forced it on Guan Qian, "This is the invitation, it has the time and address. If you are free, you are welcome to come and have a drink at the wedding."

"Okay, definitely."

"Uncle Qian, we've finished moving." Sheng opened the trunk, sweating profusely, and poured himself a handful of mineral water.