Song Wan'er snorted and said, "What kind of people did my father find for me? None of them could resist being beaten."
The little maid wants to cry but has no tears. She is looking for her husband, not for abuse.
The young lady in their family has been very strong since she was a child and loves martial arts. The master thought that a woman could practice martial arts for self-defense, so he let her do it.
As a result, she developed a temperament of fighting and killing. She is obviously a girl but she doesn't like to dress up.
The reason why she went out to buy jewelry today was because her master had ordered her to dress up like a lady so that she could meet her husband.
Xiao Jialan listened to Song Wan'er's words and smiled. She turned back to Yuan Chen and said, "Husband, this Miss Song is really a wonderful person."
Yuan Chen looked at her and asked, "What do you want to do again?"
Xiao Jialan pulled him and said, "Shall we go get acquainted? I quite like her temperament."
She walked over and saw Song Wan'er holding a butterfly hairpin in her hand and looking at it.
She snatched the hairpin from Song Wan'er's hand, turned around and asked Yuan Chen: "Husband, does this look good?"
Song Wan'er's eyes suddenly lit up when she looked at the couple.
Yuan Chen nodded cooperatively: "It looks good."
I heard Song Wan'er say: "If you have a discerning eye, I also think it looks good."
Xiao Jialan took the butterfly hairpin and asked, "Do you like it too, girls?"
Song Wan'er said: "I like it very much, but such a beautiful thing doesn't suit me. It would look better if Madam wears it."
Xiao Jialan was a little surprised. She had just observed Song Wan'er and felt that she didn't want to suffer.
Logically speaking, she snatched the hairpin she was interested in, shouldn't she be unhappy?
Xiao Jialan said: "Girl, aren't you angry? After all, you were the one who took a fancy to her first."
Song Wan'er shrugged and said: "I thought it was good, but I didn't pay for it, so this hairpin is ownerless.
However, it is indeed impolite to snatch things from other people's hands, but it doesn't matter. No matter who makes you look good, the husband you find will be so handsome.
With such a good face and pleasing to the eye, I am not so angry."
Xiao Jialan couldn't help but laugh out loud after listening to her explanation. It turned out that Miss Song was still a judge of appearance.
She raised the hairpin in her hand and said, "Then I will be disrespectful."
Song Wan'er waved her hands and said: "Beauty and beauty complement each other. I don't like these things in the first place."
Xiao Jialan asked curiously: "How can a woman not like beautiful jewelry?"
Song Wan'er said: "Maybe it's because I've been used to wearing men's clothes since I was a child. If it weren't for the fact that we don't need to fight now, I would want to join the army and make contributions."
Xiao Jialan was infected by her passion and ambition, and she asked: "Are you good at kung fu?"
Song Wan'er said: "Of course, I have been very powerful since I was a child. If you don't believe me, just look at it."
As she said that, she lifted up the golden tripod that was used as a decoration in the store. The boss was so scared that he trembled and asked her to put it down.
Xiao Jialan was horrified that this girl looked so fragile and strong.
She asked: "Do you eat much?"
Song Wan'er said: "Not much, just like ordinary girls, I'm just stronger."
She asked curiously: "Which family are you from? Why haven't I seen you before?"
Xiao Jialan said: "I am a distant relative of the General's Mansion, and I am here to celebrate Miss Mu's birthday. It will be Miss Mu's birthday in three days. Do you want to join in the fun?"
"I?"
Song Wan'er waved her hands and said: "Forget it, with my father's official position and my status, I cannot enter the General's Mansion.
Besides, those noble ladies will definitely go there, and they might be laughing at me."
Xiao Jialan said: "What are you afraid of? Don't worry, I'm here. I'll ask Miss Mu to post a message for you. You must come when the time comes."