Shen Yinshan didn't speak, and there seemed to be a layer of sadness on his still stern face.

Song Mengya knew that he must have remembered the past, but he didn't tell her, and she couldn't ask, but she didn't urge him to practice calligraphy quickly.

Just quietly waiting on the sidelines.

After a while, Shen Yinshan continued, "At that time, when I was sensible, my mother took me and said to take me to eat delicious food."

He walked to the window in a few steps and turned his back to Song Mengya, "My family is poor, and I often ate the last meal without finishing the next meal. I didn't even know what was delicious at that time."

His voice was far away, as if traveling through time with his memories.

"I just remember that he led me far, far away, to a very prosperous place, and into a big mansion."

"There are really delicious things there, pastries, sweet tea, and meat buns that I haven't tried before, let me eat whatever I want."

"I didn't dare to be greedy, so I only ate a little, took another meat bun and went to find my mother. I heard my mother bargain with that man, saying that I was born beautiful, and many people must like it."

Song Mengya stared blankly at his back, she couldn't imagine Shen Yinshan's mood at that time.

He went on to say, "Later my mother left, no matter how much I cried and shouted, she would not turn back, and said it was for my own good, that she would let me stay and live a good life."

He turned his head, his eyes were not warm at all.

He looked straight at Song Mengya, "Do you know what that place is? Do you know what beautiful boys are there for?"

For a moment, Song Mengya clenched his fists tightly, words of comfort stuck in his throat, but he couldn't say anything.

Shen Yinshan gritted his teeth hard, controlled his emotions, and quickly shook his head.

"Why am I telling you this? You are a little witch, you must know all these things."

"I don't know." Song Mengya didn't want him to be misunderstood, "All I can see are some fragments of your past, up to what you roughly do and what kind of person you are."

Shen Yinshan looked at her again, quickly lowered his eyes, and went to the table to pick up a pen.

The voice sounded coolly again, "Indeed, it's better not to know a lot of things, otherwise, the world would be too miserable."

Song Mengya looked at him in a daze, and for a moment, she seemed to understand why Shen Yinshan never smiled.

Thinking about it, Shen Yinshan's previous life was really too bitter.

"What are you thinking?" Shen Yinshan teased her, "You said you want to teach me how to write, and are you just wasting time here?"

"No way." Song Mengya withdrew his thoughts, and taught Shen Yinshan to write his name little by little.

Her handwriting is graceful and beautiful, but Shen Yinshan's hands are very strong, so her handwriting is not satisfactory.

Song Mengya laughed, his own handwriting didn't seem to be suitable for Shen Yinshan, "I'll go to town in a few days and help you find some good copybooks. It will be better if you follow along and copy them."

Shen Yinshan frowned, "Are you going to quit?"

"Where is it?" Song Mengya stuck out her tongue. With the copybook, she could of course be as lazy as she wanted.

But now that her little thoughts were discovered, she had no choice but to quibble, "You don't know the words on the copybook, so I still have to teach you a little bit!"

Shen Yinshan nodded, seemingly satisfied.

Song Mengya wrote a few more commonly used characters for Shen Yinshan to read.

Shen Yinshan suddenly asked, "Where's your name?"

"kindness?"

Shen Yinshan looked a little unnatural, "How do you write your name?"

After finishing speaking, he added, "And your father, your mother, write to me."

"Oh, good." Song Mengya wrote down all the family members' names one stroke at a time. She also felt a little weird in her heart, but after thinking about it, Shen Yinshan didn't have any acquaintances in Tiger Village, and he was only close to their family. .

So, it's normal for him to want to know.

Then, Shen Yinshan asked the meaning of everyone's names.

Song Mengya explained to him one by one, "My father's name is relatively simple. The third child means his seniority in the family, similar to my uncle and uncle."

He reckoned that the original owner's grandfather had no education, so the name he gave had no meaning.

She explained the others.

When talking about her own, Shen Yinshan listened very carefully.

"Sprouts are small buds that have just been unearthed, full of vigor and vitality."

Shen Yinshan nodded, "It's also very cute, and makes people want to protect it. Your parents should cherish you very much."

Song Mengya smiled.

At this time, Song Tiantian ran in from the outside, "Sister, mother called you back, there are guests at home, and I want to matchmaking with elder brother."

"Pfft!" Song Mengya couldn't help chuckling, Song Tianrui was actually only seventeen, although he had already reached the age of marriage in this age, but he certainly didn't want to.

But when she saw that Song Tiantian's expression was a little off, she pouted slightly, as if she was not very happy.

This child is usually chattering and is very easy to be happy, which is obviously a bit strange.

"Then you go back quickly, I will practice for a while." Shen Yinshan said hurriedly.

"Okay." Song Mengya led Song Tiantian away.

Shen Yinshan picked up the paper with the three big characters Song Mengya written on it, and read it softly, "Song, Meng, Ya!"

Then, he picked up the pen and began to write clumsily stroke by stroke.

Song Mengya and Song Tiantian came to their yard, and she squatted down and asked Song Tiantian, "Who is the matchmaker?"

"Grandma Huang." Song Tiantian's tone was obviously a little annoyed.

Song Mengya had a little impression of this yellow matchmaker. The old lady had a smiling face, her eyes were full of shrewd calculations, and she was the only matchmaker in Tiger Village.

It stands to reason that Song Tiantian is still young, so she definitely doesn't dislike this kind of old lady.

The one who made Song Tiantian unhappy must be the matchmaker.

In an instant, Song Mengya guessed something.

She took Song Tiantian's hand into the outside room, and saw Song Tianrui standing there with an unhappy expression.

"Brother!" Song Mengya stepped forward.

Song Tianrui sighed softly.

Song Mengya patted him on the shoulder and whispered in his ear, "Don't worry, I know what's on your mind, I'll speak for you."

With that said, she lifted the curtain and entered the room.

Song Laosan is not here, so he should be busy building a house behind.

Li Xiuzhen and Huang Matchmaker were sitting on the edge of the kang, Li Xiuzhen's face was also not very good-looking, only Huang Matchmaker was smiling.

There was also a girl standing on the ground.

When Huang Matchmaker saw Song Mengya came back, she immediately got up enthusiastically, "Oh, Mengya is back."

She looked at Li Xiuzhen, "You buddies are really getting more and more beautiful, do you have a young man you like?"

Li Xiuzhen quickly shook her head, "We are still young, so we haven't thought about this."

"That's right." Huang Matchmaker nodded, "Whoever has such a jewel-like girl wants to stay with her for a year or two."

She looked earnest again, "But as adults, we can't just think about ourselves. The daughter's family is getting older, and the marriage will be affected after all. Are you right? Her mother?"

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