This period of food, Song Shan ate neither fragrant nor sweet.

It's not that his mother's eccentricity made him feel a little guilty, mainly because he found that the relationship between himself and Fang Nanyi and Mengyue has become a matter of course.

When he looked at his mother working so hard at the two girls, his expression was slightly embarrassed.

He wanted to tell his mother.

This may not be your future daughter-in-law, so you don't have to work so hard.

My feelings are really a mess.

Between the past life and this life, it seems that he has begun to go wrong, he once thought about starting from the beginning, unwilling to make the mistakes of the previous life, unwilling to give up love.

So he chose Lin Xi.

But in the end, he made the most common mistake a man makes.

A man's mistake is nothing more than wanting to have both, unwilling to give up, unwilling to choose.

Love is a magical thing, it is linked to all feelings, and it has to do with your money, your rights, whether you have a house or not, and the relationship between your parents.

However, when true love appears, no matter how powerful you are, no matter how invincible you are in money, there is only a difference between meeting and not encountering.

Or maybe it's the difference between you giving up and sticking with it.

In Song Shan's feelings, it is not Mengyue.

For Song Shan, Mengyue has no initial heartbeat, just a transaction that has nothing to do with love, at present, between them, there is no love, at most it is just a secret between genetic inheritance.

The key is Fang Nanyi.

In the past, Song Shan could lie to himself, or he could think that he would stick to the choice of his past life and present life, but this time, he really couldn't convince himself.

That heartbeat does exist, but there is no ability to deny it.

But there is also a Lin Xi.

So that he can't face it.

This love, for him, seems to be in a circular labyrinth, and there is no way out.

Of course, this kind of relationship between cutting and unreasonable and chaotic, Song Shan will not say it.

And Song Shan has rarely seen his mother's smiling face once in the recent days, and he will definitely not spoil her interest, otherwise it will be a tragedy if she pours out the fire that her father did not send out on herself at once.

After dinner, Song Jifang disappeared as soon as he slipped away, and it was estimated that he either went to the ancestral hall to wander around, or went to the farmhouse to work overtime, anyway, he didn't give Chen Ruhui time to nag him.

This old comrade has also been a lot smarter recently, overcoming rigidity with softness, and in this way, he avoids his mother's anger.

The matter of the farmhouse shares is not clear, Song Jifang was a little more generous, let the eighth uncle and them appear, and took down their shares at twice the current price.

That's one of those disputes.

Don't look at the Song family's wealth, but the Song family's life has come out of poverty, and Chen Ruhui's concept of money has always stayed at the most bitter and tiring time.

Song Jifang's profligacy was enough to make him angry.

There is one more point.

Song Jifang was so bold that he actually cut first and then played, which really angered Chen Ruhui, and the matter of Chen Ruhui returning to her parents' house came out.

For this matter, the two have quarreled more than once, but the dispute is not light, but this is still an internal contradiction, and it can be resolved.

The eldest brother Song Jiang, as the eldest son in the family, took the initiative to chat with his mother for his father.

I have to say.

This eldest son is still relatively deterrent, if Song Shan and Song Jin came forward to talk, they would have let their mother's mouth open and come back directly.

The eldest son represents the head of the future family, and the eldest son has always been sensible, so in the hearts of his parents, he has a lot of responsibility and speaks a lot louder.

Although many parents love their sons.

But in most families, the eldest son always represents a sense of responsibility, and if there are several children, the eldest son is responsible for educating younger siblings.

Therefore, parents may not love their eldest son, but they trust more.

In Song Jiang's words, our family's money will not be used up for several lifetimes, as long as the children and grandchildren do not die, several generations of assets have been accumulated, and there is no need to make the family uneasy for this money.

Such simple words, Song Shan and Song Jin have said it countless times, and they have comforted countless times, but Ms. Chen Ruhui couldn't listen to a word, but Song Jiang said it once, which made Ms. Chen Ruhui's lingering mood let go a little bit.

That's the difference.

......

At half past nine in the evening, the moon was nice.

Ms. Chen Ruhui, who is now accompanied by Xiaofuwa, is chasing dramas, and with this big baby of Fuwa, it often makes Ms. Chen Ruhui happy.

So I can only wronged him.

Several young people sat in the courtyard, they were of the same age, and their values and worldviews were similar, and there were many topics to talk about.

In the courtyard of the Song family's villa, the smoke was shrouded, and a pot of tea was in the light hands of the east gate, playing a new trick.

This girl from a scholarly family.

It's just different.

Tea art is the best art of Dongmen light, when Song Jiang pursued others, it was also used to learn the reason of tea art, apprenticeship, in order to get close to people, so that there was a matter of making up the ticket after getting on the bus first.

"My sister-in-law's tea art is very unique, when will you teach me?"

Fang Nanyi's eyes slipped, and he said with some envy.

The corners of Song Shan's mouth twitched, and he reminded him: "This is my sister-in-law!"

"Can't I call my sister-in-law?" Fang Nanyi glared at Song Shan, then looked at Song Jiang again, and said obediently: "Brother Song Jiang, can I call my sister-in-law?"

"Absolutely!"

Song Jiang glanced at Song Shan with a little meaning, and then said with a smile: "Nanyi, don't bother with Shanzi, let's talk about us between us, if you call me a big brother, you can naturally call me a gentle sister-in-law!"

"Do you hear that?"

Fang Nanyi responded triumphantly to Song Shan.

Song Shan was helpless, this girl was already blatant, which made him very stressed, you know, this handsome guy is already a famous grass, don't let me make mistakes.

"Sister-in-law, if you open a tea art class, I will be the first to cheer!"

Mengyue also screamed, she took a sip of tea, born in such a family, tea tasting is a necessary course for her, the tea of the Song family is special, and the tea art of Dongmen Light is also very special, so there is such a mellow fragrance that can be retained on the tip of the heart.

"Don't praise me, if you can open a tea art class and teach people, the master of tea art, I will be half-familiar with my craft, if my father sees it, he will criticize me!"

Dongmen was lightly praised, and his face was a little pretty, and his face was crimson.

"Sister-in-law, I think what they said is right, if you have nothing to do at home, you can go to a tea art class and edify our rich people's sentiments!"

Song Jin laughed, she really felt that making tea was a masterpiece, and tea art could calm the mind, sometimes she would ask the east gate for tea art, but it was only half a bucket of water.

One person said that Dongmen was still a little reserved, and the three beautiful and temperamental girls said together, she was a little moved, but she couldn't help but glance at her husband when she became a monk.

"Do what you want!"

Song Jiang smiled, Fuwa has become more and more spiritual recently, and she is becoming more and more sensible, some of Song Tianci is no longer very clingy after this playmate, this Dongmen light has brought a lot of free time, people are free, the whole person will be uncomfortable, can find something to do for him, it can be regarded as enriching her empty state of mind.

......

A few young people are together, there are naturally a lot of things to talk about, from life to career, from career to national events, the good tradition inherited by the Chinese people, talking about national affairs, talking about high-mindedness, is also a feeling.

It wasn't until 11 p.m. that the show ended.

Although Fengsheng is now very safe, Song Shan still seems to be a little more gentlemanly and personally sent the two back.

Walked to the mouth of the north-south canal, on the bank of the river.

Under the illumination of the light, Meng Yue suddenly quickened her pace, and disappeared as soon as she slipped through the smoke, leaving Fang Nanyi and Song Shan alone, giving them an independent space.

"I'm going back to Yanjing tomorrow!"

Fang Nanyi said suddenly.

"Hmm!"

Song Shan nodded: "You should also go back and report your safety!"

"Nothing to tell me?" Fang Nanyi was slightly disappointed.

"Don't take any chances!"

Song Shan held back a few breaths before holding back these five words.

Fang Nanyi stopped, held his head high, didn't say a word, and stared at Song Shan with a pair of lifelike eyes, making Song Shan suddenly feel that he had been stabbed several times in his body.

He took a deep breath, forcibly calmed himself down, and said: "Foreign affairs, if you have news, don't move yet, I will let Xu Shaowu and them prepare, if you really want to run, I will let Xu Shaowu and them accompany you on a trip, believe in their ability, with them by your side, I will rest assured!"

"Do I need you to rest assured, what is our relationship, and who are you?"

Fang Nanyi plucked up his courage, followed Song Shan's words, and asked what was in his heart.

"Friend!"

Song Shan turned his head and looked at Fang Nanyi intently.

Perhaps, nothing could be more hurtful than this sentence.

"Friends?"

Hearing this, Fang Nanyi's body trembled, his face turned pale, and he muttered softly, with a self-deprecating smile outlined at the corner of his mouth: "Perhaps, we can really just be friends!"

She turned around directly with her sleeves and floated away, without a little nostalgia, leaving only Song Shan with a back.

Song Shan's body stood there as if it was stiff.

In the relationship between constant cutting and chaotic love, he can't measure who he loves, but he can measure a little, and he can't lose anyone again.

Top 10 Debts.

Love in this world.

This will be a shackle that will haunt his heart and cannot be released.

Is it hard for men?

Sometimes it's hard.

The more you don't want to hurt others, the more you will hurt others, in the world of love, there is always no room for a relationship between three people, there will always be someone who will be hurt.

And the people he wants to protect are already self-evident.

This may be his last outburst.

Again, he couldn't do it anymore.

That's fine.

Kill yourself.

also ruined Fang Nanyi's future.

You can't let a beautiful and kind-hearted girl waste her beautiful youth on someone like herself who can't give her any promises.

This night, Song Shan did not go home.

He didn't go anywhere.

He sat by the river, sitting quietly, watching the water flow by, watching the moon streak across the sky, and finally watching the rising sun cross the eastern sky.

Watch the world turn from darkness to light.

But it's like going through a life.

This may be the realization of life.

Life, the ebb and flow, what you gain, what you lose, the result is never what you expected, the end may be the beginning, how do you know that your life, there is no new beginning.

Song Shan has experienced death and rebirth, but he can't realize what the true meaning of life is.

There are people who are pursuing endless life, immortality.

There are also people who pursue the brilliance of that moment, like a meteor, as long as it blooms, even if it falls, there is nothing to fear.

Song Shan didn't know that he was making his life wonderful.

Or let yourself live ordinary.

Most people, their life format, is the same, but the process is different.

However, Song Shan.

The format of his life is different.

Because he had a new birth.

Others live for a lifetime, and what they pursue is a lifetime of love, a lifetime of dreams, and a lifetime of wonderful.

He lived two lives.

In the past life and this life, it seems that mistakes have been corrected.

"You've been sitting here all night?"

The first person to appear next to Song Shan was always the confidant who seemed to know Song Shan very well.

"I've been in a good mood lately, so after looking at the moonlight, I'll also look at the sunrise!" Song Shan grinned, and started a serious nonsense.

"It's a good pursuit!"

Meng Yue sat beside him and said faintly: "Last night, after Nanyi went back, I cried all night, and it was the first time I saw Nanyi's tears!"

"She's out of love!"

Song Shan thought for a while and said: "Girls, they all pray for love, so they are full of beauty for their first love, but life is so helpless, she has suffered this setback, and she may grow a lot!"

His tone didn't seem to have anything to do with him.

"Are you so sure it's Nanyi's first love?"

Meng Yue glanced at Song Shan: "It's shameless enough!"

"If only I could be shameless, it would be good!" Song Shan hated himself even more, why should he be so rational and let things ferment slowly, maybe this is a bad debt, when the time comes, no one can do without anyone, and life will be complete.

"Actually, I came to beat you up, but now, I suddenly feel a little sympathy for you again, that sentence seems to be right, men sometimes, it's very difficult!"

Mengyue has never been in love, and he doesn't seem to understand, but when he sees Song Shan now, he feels a little distressed.

It's not just Fang Nanyi who has lost love.

Song Shan was also lost.

"If you say that, it will make me look more shameless!" Song Shan said with a wry smile.

"Break early, you can't let go of Lin Xi!"

Meng Yue said in a deep voice: "Three people, it's too painful, one day, you will still face this situation!"

"Perhaps!"

Song Shan stood up and patted his pants.

"Where to go?"

"Go home and go to sleep, maybe wake up and it's all over!"

"Nanyi is going home today, not going to send it off!"

"Don't dare to go!"

Saying that, Song Shan ran faster, like a wind, running between the fields in the early morning.