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Song Chuning stood in front of the window and looked at it for a while, for some reason he suddenly became angry, stretched out his hand and clicked the support, and the window made a loud bang, so that Cuiguo on the side couldn't help but jump up.

Changsha is really not a place to stay alone, in the summer it is so hot that people seem to be on fire, and in winter it is so cold that people can't move......

The numbness and itching of his toes was uncomfortable, and Song Chuning was so angry that he picked up the scissors in the basket next to him and stabbed them on his feet.

"Girl!" Cuiguo was so frightened that the three souls scared away two souls, and the soul screamed without possession, and then came to snatch the scissors from her hand, and called her with a crying voice: "You have blood on your feet......"

Mrs. Fang then came in, and when she saw this scene, she couldn't help but be stunned, and walked forward quickly, and sure enough, she saw bright red blood marks oozing from Song Chuning's white embroidered shoes, and the whole person stayed in place.

She originally thought that Song Chuning was just heartless to others, but now it seems that Song Chuning is also ruthless to herself......

Cuiguo carefully removed Song Chuning's shoes and socks, and saw that her big toe was red with blood, which was very shocking to watch. Fortunately, the hot water was boiling all day and night, so she instructed the little girl to fetch water to come in, wipe all the blood stains for Song Chuning, and give her medicine while holding her feet.

Mrs. Fang looked at Song Chuning, who didn't seem to notice the pain, and only felt incredible: "You are so dignified, what are you doing so tossing yourself?" ”

I heard that others used knives in the past, but it is really rare to stab oneself.

"It's so itchy, think of a way to make it less itchy." Song Chuning laughed lightly, and looked up at Mrs. Fang: "How is it, is there any news?" ”

Her logic was really incomprehensible, Mrs. Fang shook her head in a daze, and for some reason she felt a little weak: "I'm afraid this time it won't happen." I found out that he set off on the seventh day of November, but there was no trace of him along the way...... No one can find it, so what are you talking about? ”

The smile on Song Chuning's face disappeared without a trace in an instant, pursed his lips and frowned.

Where is Song Jue so weird, will he know to release the time first, and then secretly change the way and time to go? This is also only Song Chuyi would come up with such an idea of going from the side.

She actually started to guard herself early, Song Chuning didn't know whether she was more angry or resentful, stretched out her foot and kicked open the basin of water, looking at the splash of water with an expressionless face.

is always one step slower than Song Chuyi, always just a little bit worse, why is it always only so little?!

She suddenly didn't know how to vent her anger, and picked up the crochet needle she used to pick up the shoes next to her and began to prick her toes.

Mrs. Fang took a few steps back, looking at Song Chuning's eyes as if she was looking at a madman. In fact, she was really afraid that Song Chuning would become a madman, and was shocked: "Are you crazy?!" ”

Song Chuning poked the chilblains one by one, watched the endless blood flow out through the broken skin, raised his hand and threw the crochet needle indifferently, and looked at Mrs. Fang sneeringly and lifted her eyelids: "Next time I miss it, I won't be angry with myself." ”

Mrs. Fang only felt that the cold air rushed to her heart from the soles of her feet, so that her feet were firmly nailed to the spot, and she couldn't move a single step----- next time she didn't take her anger, then who would she take?

Wei Yanzhao is still himself, or is it Grandma Qin who he depends on for his survival? She didn't suddenly dare to think about it, and for the first time she felt that she might be seeking skin with a tiger.

The Song Mansion in the capital in the north finally looked forward to the good news, and the old lady Song handed the thin letter paper in his hand to the old lady Song, and glanced at Song Chuyi with surprise and joy: "Xiao Yi is really clever, your eldest brother really sent the letter back." ”

Mrs. Song took her reading glasses and read the letter a few times before she was relieved, and she couldn't help but respond: "Fortunately, this brother and sister have discussed how to go before, otherwise something might really happen." Jue Ge'er said in the letter that someone took his portrait along the way to inquire about his whereabouts. ”

And who knows Song Jue's appearance, besides Song Chuning? It's just that I didn't expect Song Chuning to really have this ability and be able to chase him to Sichuan.

After praising Song Chuyi, she asked Yushu to go to the main courtyard to report her safety: "Tell your eldest lady to go, saying that Brother Jue'er has already sent a letter, and she will be in the capital in about half a month, let her rest assured." ”

Yushu leaned over with a smile in response, turned around and lifted the curtain and went out.

Mrs. Song mentioned the matter of going to Jiangnan to raise disaster funds again: "It is time to set off in three or five days at the latest, and you may not be able to come back for many years, so be careful at home." ”

Mrs. Song had already mentioned this to Song Chuyi before, so Song Chuyi was not surprised, but she was still a little worried: "After all, it is a long way to go to Jiangnan, and now the weather is very cold, and it is important for my grandfather to take care of his body." ”

Old lady Song smiled and nodded: "You don't need to tell your grandfather to know this, don't worry." ”

"As for raising disaster funds...... Song Chuyi hesitated for a while before saying, "Does grandfather have a plan in mind?" ”

She really can't intervene in these things, after all, it didn't happen in the previous life, and it is related to the household department, there are many tricks and doorways in it, and the layman can't even touch the skin.

Old lady Song touched her beard and smiled: "Xiaoyi, are you worried that your grandfather's accounts are not good?" Don't worry, I have my own plans. ”

He has been in the household department for so many years, and the Yellow River flood, the drought in Shaanxi, and the grain and grass in the north were not all struggling and falling? It's already inviolable, not to mention that this time he is just going to be a monitor, just listen more and do less.

"After all, the chain of interests behind the salt merchant tycoon is inextricably linked, and there is no need for my grandfather to make a bird to attract attention." Song Chuyi saw that Old Lady Song was also planning to do this, and he felt much more relieved: "Since Elder Chen Ge made up his mind to let you be this wicked person, you just 'happened to be sick' on the way, Lord Fang wouldn't really pretend to be a quail to the end, right?" ”

Mrs. Song couldn't help laughing, and looked at Mrs. Song and complained: "I just said that this girl is eccentric and narrow-minded, but you say that this is a calculation in your heart." ”

Old lady Song also smiled and went back to Mrs. Song: "Isn't this a success in your heart?" Xiaoyi is not wrong, is it only allowed for their state officials to set fires, and not for the people to light lamps? I'm really pretending to be this quail this time. (To be continued.) )