Song qingxiao didn't take it. She smiled again.
I made some snacks myself. Have a taste.
The environment here was very poor, and everyone was not rich.
Father song was a government servant, so he had a fixed amount of money. However, song qingxiao had been in the scenario for a few days, and she had not been hungry for a single day. One could imagine how bad the environment was and how precious food was.
However, Zhang xiaoning could make desserts in her spare time. It could be seen that she had a certain background. Her background should not be bad. It was unknown why she had ended up here.
Song Qingxin was deep in thought. She moved aside and gestured for miss Zhang to come in.
"Are you home alone?"
She didn't stand on ceremony and walked into the house with a blue chess piece in her hand. She turned around and sized up the furnishings in the house.
The song family was very poor and didn't have much wealth.
