Marry an officer at the beginning, wear a book girl and play songs every day

"It's been a month, and I still can't change my mind. As people get older, their brains are no longer enough."

Lin Mengyun was happy to see that Song Ranran could earn so much money while going to school.

Song Ranran earned more in this month than Gu Beicheng earned in a year.

The saying that knowledge changes destiny is so true.

"Mom, you stand next to me, just like my sister, how old are you?"

Song Ranran held Lin Mengyun's arm and said with a smile.

"You have such a sweet little mouth. Your mother-in-law also came to ask about the recipe, but I didn't even tell you. Is it not good?"

This recipe originally belonged to her daughter. When she came to ask Lin Mengyun, it was difficult to refuse. She only said to wait until the holiday to ask Song Ranran.

"What's wrong with that? I'm the daughter-in-law of the Gu family now. I have to honor my parents every month."

"Mom, you don't need to pay attention to the others. If they want to join, you can still charge three hundred yuan each."

When there are more brothers, there will be more right and wrong. Now that several brothers have married wives and have children, it is even more chaotic.

The Song family's room was originally smaller than the Gu family's, and they had three older brothers.

Two older brothers were not assigned a house, and they gave birth to several sets of twins.

Both brothers have started high school, and the house is crowded.

Song Ranran had nowhere to go back.

Ever since her brothers got married, Song Ranran would go back quickly to give her food, and eat all her meals at home.

Song Ranran has no place at all in her parents' home, and the family has completely changed.

"As long as you say this!"

Song Ranran's heart goes to the Gu family, and Lin Mengyun is willing to lend them money to join.

Such a good girl got married at the age of eighteen, and those who enjoy the blessing are family-oriented.

The plan written by Song Ranran was very comprehensive, and Lin Mengyun only had to follow it without having to think too much.

"Mom, I'll give you these tickets. If you have time, help me buy some fabric."

"It's time to change the season. It's easy to get sick if you wear too much or too little. The children's clothes, your parents' clothes, and Brother Beicheng's clothes all need to be made new."

There is no need to make new clothes because of the temperature in the province of flowers.

But if the whole family does it, except Gu Beicheng, Song Ranran will feel uncomfortable.

"I can also use your sewing machine. I will do the sewing of clothes this year. You will come back one day a week and spend more time with the child to rest."

Lin Mengyun patted Song Ranran's hand and said with a smile.

"Then let me draw some pictures to show you the styles? I designed Brother Beicheng's previous clothes."

There are a lot of clothes in Song Ranran's space, all of which she sewed when she was bored at home alone.

They are all classic styles that will never go out of style when worn.

"Okay, the clothes you made for me in the past were very nice, and the sisters in my family's courtyard were all envious of me."

The early spring in Yanjing was still a bit cold, and the coat Lin Mengyun wore today was sewn by Song Ranran.

"Then I'll draw a few more pictures and we'll make them a family style. After putting them on, as long as we go out, others will know that we are a family without asking."

Song Ranran had a flash of inspiration, and many pictures suddenly appeared in her mind.

"Mom, I have an idea. Let's go upstairs to draw clothes."

Song Ranran let go of Lin Mengyun's hand and walked quickly upstairs.

"Still like a little kid."

Song Ranran looked at Song Ranran's anxious look, looked at her back, smiled lovingly and shook her head.

By the time Song Ranran finished drawing the styles of clothes, it was already past four o'clock.

After she took a bath and had dinner, the car was already parked at the entrance of the courtyard.

"Mom, I forgot to tell you that I was planning to ride my bike back to school today."

Song Ranran patted her forehead with the palm of her hand.

She had originally wanted to say something in the morning, but when Gu Beicheng called, she forgot everything.

"It's still cold, let's wait until the weather warms up."

Song Ranran had lived in a place without winter in the past few years and had not had a cold in several years.

Today, less than two months after I came back, I caught a cold.

Lin Mengyun didn't trust her to ride her bicycle back. It was so cold on the road.

"Mom, the last cold was an accident."

Song Ranran was in good health. She didn't take any medicine for that cold, so she just drank a few bowls of ginger soup and was cured.

"It's cold in spring now. If you want to ride a bicycle to school, you have to wait until next month."

The air in Yanjing was too dry. Not only her lips, Lin Mengyun felt that her skin was not moisturized by the flowers.

"Mom, have you run out of skin care products? I have another set in the room. You can use it first. I will make it for you when I come back next week."

The skin care products made by Song Ranran are all natural, and she stores them in the space without worrying about expiration.

The toner, cream and mask used on Lin Mengyun’s face.

Every season, Song Ranran will re-adjust it according to her current skin type and season.

Song Ranran touched Lin Mengyun's hand, and it seemed that it was not as tender and smooth as before.

Lin Mengyun must have almost used up the skin care products in his hand, and it wouldn't take up Song Ranran's time, so he didn't tell her.

"There's still half a bottle left. If it's not enough, I'll go to the department store to buy some. You can use your time to do more useful things."

Lin Mengyun had seen Song Ranran do it several times, but apart from pearl powder and coconut oil, she didn't know anything else.

The formula of Song Ranran's cosmetics is not fixed. The materials and proportions used are the same every time, so Lin Mengyun doesn't have to ask too many questions.

"Mom, the skin care products in the department store are all popular. What if you are allergic? I know your skin best, and I guarantee that it will be the same as in the Flower Province."

Song Ranran makes a lot of her own skin care products and puts them in the space. After industrialization, it will be difficult to find suitable materials.

"Okay, it's getting late. Go back to school quickly. You can take these fruits back to school to eat with your friends."

Lin Mengyun carried a basket of fruits and sent Song Ranran to the car.

After the car drove away, Lin Mengyun touched her face. She had used less skin care products recently. Was her skin really not that moist?

Otherwise, how could Song Ranran see it at a glance?

Lu Xiao waited for a long time at the bus stop where he got off, but did not see Song Ranran arrive.

He took the bus back to school in despair.

After many inquiries, he found out that Song Ranran was married and had three children, and he felt depressed for several days.

After Song Ranran returned to the dormitory, she threw all the fruits on her bed.

Lin Mengyun didn't know that there was a roommate in her dormitory who liked to take advantage of her.

Lin Mengyun would bring some delicious food back every week, but Song Ranran only gave some to her occasionally.

Every time he came back, he was given something. Song Ranran was worried that if he forgot to give something, he would be blamed.

"Classmate Song, your mother-in-law is so kind to you. She always brings you good things."

Zhao Qianwen looked at Song Ranran with envy.

The relationship between her and her husband is very good, but having a troubled mother-in-law at home is really tiring.

When her husband was a little nicer to Zhao Qianwen, her mother-in-law's face dropped, and she was either angry or throwing pots and bowls.

She even called Zhao Qianwen a vixen in front of the children.