Chapter 254: Everything is inferior

Song Daiying was a little dumbfounded.

Didn't you say that your grandmother was critically ill? Why is it still the same as the walking you are familiar with?

Apparently nothing happened.

Song Daiying's face darkened suddenly, and she turned her head to look at the middle-aged man Song Hu.

The corners of Song Hu's mouth twitched, and he looked at the old woman with a sad face, "Grandma, aren't you very sick?"

The old woman also found that Song Daiying was back at this time, and she was stunned for a moment, then staggered and covered her head, "Yes, I'm so sick." Good great-granddaughter, why don't you notify you when you return. ”

This kind of acting skills, going out to run tricks will be disliked.

"Grandma, you don't have to pretend. Song Daiying said angrily, "Counting this time, you have pretended to be sick for the thirty-ninth time to trick me into going home." Say, this time you took a fancy to which young talent from the village arranged for me to go on a blind date?"

The old woman smiled suddenly, and walked over to take Song Daiying's hand.

"I said a long time ago, a reader is a reader, and his head is smarter than others, and his grandmother is so well disguised that she has been seen through by you again and again. She really deserves to be my great-granddaughter of Tu Yaya. ”

Does this have anything to do with reading?

Will you really be deceived if you don't read much?

However, Song Daiying took Tu Laofei's hand, but she had no intention of refutating.

Grandma is 100 years old this year, and in a while, it will be grandma's 100th birthday!

There are many great-grandchildren of Old Lady Tu, but the one she loves the most is Song Daiying.

"Jiuyun, grandma heard that there is a college student and a scholar in Laga Village next door! And he is the son of the patriarch of Laga Village, and we can also say that we are a good match, why don't you find a time to meet him?" Old Lady Tu looked at Song Daiying with a blank look.

"Yes, grandma, you can arrange it. Song Daiying smiled sweetly obediently.

"Good, good. Old Lady Tu laughed heartily.

The corners of Song Daiying's mouth twitched slightly.

Since she was a child, she has known that her grandmother likes to read books.

There is even a kind of blind worship of readers.

I think it's good to read everything.

Therefore, she was only in her third year of high school, and she began to look for a son-in-law for herself.

Tu Laofei's wish is to turn the Song family, a family of warriors, into a scholarly family.

But at present, it seems that there is a long way to go!

"Alas, I have a son, a grandson, and eight great-grandchildren, why did I have a scholar?" Old Lady Tu was on crutches, staring at Song Shishi and Song Hu on the side with some hatred.

"Poet, especially you, are so discouraged. Old Lady Tu said sadly, "Your dead ghost father has named you a Song poet, and you—you can read a poem to listen to." ”

"Haha, mother, you have accused me of this sentence for more than 70 years, and this time I can't let you get your wish. Song Shiren immediately laughed, immediately put his hands behind his back, and said in a vibrating voice, "Kill one person in ten steps, and leave no trace for a thousand miles." ”

Call!

A crutch fell from the sky like a Zhen clan artifact, directly knocking Song Shishi to the ground.

"You kid, you know how to fight and kill all day long, it's not like words!"

This kid --

Song Daiying had a feeling that she couldn't bear to look at it directly.

Grandpa is almost 80 years old.

Old Lady Tu accused Song Shiren with anger on her face, "Your dead ghost father and I gave you such an elegant name, it's better for you to name your son Song Hu, a random name." ”

The Song poet was silent.

That's what he thought when he was named.

"The family is unfortunate, the family is unfortunate. ”

Old Concubine Tu let out a long sigh.

"Grandma, don't be angry, don't you still have me. Song Hu hurriedly spoke.

"Yes, and you and I didn't scold, it's too early to get angry. Old Concubine Tu glared at Song Hu, "Our Song family doesn't know what evil has been created, from generation to generation, I will give birth to your father, and your father will give birth to you." When you get to your area, it's better for you to surprise me first, and give me a shot at once! ”

Song Hu got up, which shows that his ability is outstanding!

"But what are you giving birth to!" Old Lady Tu angrily pointed at Song Hu with a cane, "When I saw you give birth to a baby, it was like laying eggs, I thought that the sky had eyes, and I thought about it for three days and three nights before I gave my great-grandson a good name, but you are good, when it comes to the most critical time, you don't let out a single fart." ”

Song Hu's face was full of grievances.

"Before Jiuyun, I gave birth to seven!"

"Does it work?" It's okay not to say it, but when it comes to it, Old Lady Tu wants to get angry again, "I have thought of my name, and the name of my great-grandson is, in order, 'everything is inferior, only reading is high'! You gave me Song Wan! Song Pan! Song Jie! Song Xia! Song Wei! Song You! You--just stopped here when you came to study, there was no fart, did you say that you were deliberately angry with your grandmother!"

Song Hu wants to cry without tears, can I be blamed for this?

"You said that you didn't have three great-grandsons who 'read high' to come out, and these seven bastard great-grandsons are all as ugly as the two of you, and they don't study! Old Concubine Tu patted her chest.

At this time, Song Daiying hurriedly patted Old Lady Tu's back and said with a smile, "Grandma, don't be angry, don't you still have me." ”

Old Concubine Tu looked up at Song Daiying, and immediately smiled, "Jiuyun, you are the only hope for our Song family, you are a scholar, but don't be like your seven brothers." ”

"yes, I see. Song Daiying nodded obediently.

Song Hu immediately invited credit, "Jiuyun was also born by me." ”

"That's different. Old Lady Tu glared at Song Hu, "After you gave birth to seven muddy boys, you didn't fart all of a sudden, it was I who went to the gods every day to ask for the god and pray for his gifts, and you gave birth to Jiuyun after five years of not farting." Strictly speaking, Jiuyun is not your daughter, but the daughter of the god Chiyou. ”

"me, you god cuckolded me?" Song Hu blurted out.

The Song family's artifact crutch swooped.

Not only Tu Laofei, but also Song poets.

The two canes were combined and directly drove Song Hu out of the hall.

"Bastard, you dare to blaspheme the god of Chiyou, you kneel in front of the god until dawn tonight!"

Old Lady Tu's voice roared like thunder.

Not at all like a centenarian.

"Oh, which guy is pressing on top of me. At this time, a wailing and screaming sound sounded outside the hall, "There is a kind of single-handedness!"

"It's your daddy!" It was accompanied by a roar.

Song Hu, who was suppressed by his grandmother and father, finally waited for the return of the object of venting, his arm shook, and he also took out a crutch in general, which is really worthy of being the Song family's Zhen clan artifact, passed down from generation to generation, and used it superbly.

Seven tiger-backed creatures rushed into the hall like seven moving giants.