"Eldest sister, can you consider our feelings?" Song Xile finally couldn't help it, since the head of the family nodded his head, these two people have been tired all day long, and they are still honest and crooked. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

To tell the truth, she really felt like she was shining, and she blamed herself for being this light bulb!

"How do you feel?" Song Xiwen asked, but her eyes were still glued to Lin Yuan.

"I've had enough of you. I went to practice. "It's better not to be an eyesore here, Song Xile ran out as soon as he mentioned the long sword next to him.

"Senior sister, do you say that Ling Zun and they have not come so far, do you not agree with us being together?" Compared with Song Xiwen's relaxation, Lin Yuan was worried.

"Senior brother, don't worry, father and mother must already be on the way."

"Why is my sister so sure?" Song Xiwen said this too surely, and Lin Yuan was a little puzzled.

"That's probably a woman's intuition." Song Xiwen casually made a reason and fooled Lin Yuan.

Things were exactly as Song Xiwen said, and within three days, the Song family and his wife came.

"Father and mother have worked hard all the way."

However, after a few months, the hair of the head of the Song family was already half white, and Mrs. Song also looked bad, looking as if she was sick. Song Xiwen naturally knew the reason, because she herself was the culprit.

I just don't know if her return gift is full of dissatisfaction?

"The head of the Song family has really not seen him for a long time." The head of the family was taken aback when he saw the head of the Song family so haggard, but he quickly regained his composure, and it was only the dispute between the families that made him bother.

What followed was naturally some boring greetings between the elders, and Song Xiwen had no interest or time to listen here.

Song Xiwen was not worried at all that the head of the Song family would shake out some things, unless he wanted to be ridiculed by the whole world, or even kill himself.

What she is more concerned about now is that Mrs. Song left the table just now, but she is afraid that she is going to have fun. There is no problem with finding Le'er, but Song Xiwen is worried that Mrs. Song will chew her tongue in front of Le'er. I had to guard against ......

"Yo, the nephew of the writer is here." When Song Xiwen came, he happened to catch up with Su Yunchang and came out of it with a teapot in a hurry.

"Uncle Junior." The number of due gifts cannot be lost.

"Excuse me, excuse me." Su Yunchang has never cared much about these false courtesies, "The one in there is your mother, right?" ”

Although it is already in the past tense, it is still like this in the eyes of outsiders: "Yes." ”

"Don't blame me, who is my uncle, for not reminding you earlier, you'd better be prepared, your mother's body probably won't last a few days." Su Yunchang finished speaking lightly, and muttered to leave, "I, the master, deserve it, don't let the apprentice come to serve, and I have to rush to serve the tea and water." Hey, I'm not cheap......"

Song Xiwen was stunned when she heard this, although she had already discovered this and thought that there would be such a day, but when she heard that woman was really announced that she would definitely die, she still felt a faint desolation in her heart.

She thought that she had broken her feelings for that woman, but her heart was empty and uncomfortable......

"Master is so slow! Hey, it's not a master, it's an eldest sister? Song Xile was lying on the table fiddling with the teacup, and when he heard that someone was coming, he immediately raised his head and complained, but it turned out to be Song Xiwen.

"Why don't you want to see me?" Song Xiwen had an expression that was broken by my sister's heart, "Then I'll go." ”

"How so? Isn't it strange that the eldest sister didn't accompany the senior brother? Song Xile hurriedly ran over and pulled Song Xiwen's sleeve, as if he was afraid that Song Xiwen would really leave.

"So Le'er is jealous?" Song Xiwen looked at it, Mrs. Song was really sitting at the table, looking at her with sadness, apology, uneasiness and fear in her eyes, there seemed to be something else, but Song Xiwen didn't know what it was.

"Mother." Song Xiwen took the initiative to say hello to Mrs. Song, in order not to let Le'er find out that something was wrong. At the very least, it has to be superficially passable.

"Wen'er is also here, can you lend Le'er to talk to me?" Mrs. Song circled the salutation on the tip of her tongue a few times, but still said it.

"I don't think there's any need for this, after all, I haven't seen my mother for a long time, and I miss it very much, my mother can't favor one over the other, and only whisper to Le'er alone." Song Xiwen didn't plan to let Le'er and Mrs. Song be alone.

"That's right, mother, it's good if you have something to say, there are no outsiders here." Song Xile only thought that the two were joking, after all, they were like this when they were at home before, so they didn't take it to heart.

"Mrs. Song, this is tea." Su Yun often ran back in a hurry, what kind of tea she drank on weekdays, she always only drank alcohol.

"Senior sister, Xiwen are there with you, right? Let them come, it's almost the end of the conversation here. "It's the voice of the senior brother in charge.

Hawkers,It just so happens that she also thinks the atmosphere here is weird.,Presumably the other two people also feel the same way.,Except for someone who isn't human.,Even if it's a person with such a big heart.,That's not a normal person.。

"I'm going too." Su Yun often asked Song Xiwen and them to go back to the ancestral hall, and Song Xile also wanted to go with them.

Song Xiwen: "No. ”

Su Yunchang: "No. ”

Mrs. Song: "No. ”

"May I ask why?" Song Xile spoke weakly.

"No, no, why. Le'er, stay here obediently, and I'll bring you something delicious when I come back. After Su Yunchang finished speaking, he pulled Song Xiwen and Mrs. Song and disappeared, and did not give Song Xile time to react.

"Master, don't come back if you have the ability."

said it was a ceremony, but after all, immortal cultivators didn't care much about those false gifts, so they just offered a tea and a drop of blood.

"Please ask Senior Nephew Lin and Senior Nephew Song to drip blood into the white container in front of you." Lu Yuan said.

Lin Yuan and Song Xiwen smiled at each other and did as they were told.

Lu Yuan said: "The contract between the two teachers and nephews has been completed. Let's go and serve a cup of tea to your teachers and parents. ”

Song Xiwen raised her eyebrows, why is Song Xi'an here, this good mood has been ruined by her.

Song Xi'an handed the tray to Song Xiwen with a smirk, and there were two cups of tea on the tray steadily: "Congratulations, senior brother, eldest sister." ”

"Thank you, second sister." There are many elders here, and Song Xi'an has the courage to make a mistake here.

"Master, please use tea."

"Father, mother, please have tea."

"Yuan'er, Wen'er, this is a congratulatory gift from the teacher."

After Song Xiwen and Lin Yuan thanked each other, they opened the brocade box, and there were two concentric locks lying inside.

"If you put blood on it, you can know that the other party is safe at any time."

Walking out of the ancestral hall, the sun was shining outside.

"You will be my wife from now on."