Song Jue was waiting for Song Chuyi outside Ningde Courtyard----- plus the months he had been in Shuzhong, he hadn't seen Song Chuyi for half a year, and after half a year, the smile in his eyes became deeper and deeper. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The little girl is much taller, and her temperament has changed, no matter how calm she used to look, she looked like a child pretending to be an adult, but now when she looks at it, she can't help but feel that her calmness has been integrated into her bones----- she is far more calm than half a year ago, and it is more difficult for people to see through.

But Song Jue didn't think there was anything terrible about her, so he naturally waited for her to approach, and walked with her side by side: "You little girl is really weird, it seems that there is nothing you don't expect." ”

Song Chuyi knew that he was talking about Song Chuning, so he turned his head to look at him: "But I heard that the eldest brother was too soft-hearted and almost caused big trouble, didn't he?" ”

This little girl has only been back for half a day, and she has figured out everything clearly. Song Jue sighed a little: "You are so small, but there are so many things to worry about, I really don't know how you can hold on." ”

For a person who watched his son's own brother die and died once himself, nothing is untenable, and nothing is black and white.

Song Chuyi doesn't feel hard, and she doesn't think there's anything difficult about it, it's better to do something than to do it well, and people with use value always live longer than people who don't have use value, she already understands this truth very well.

It's just that when facing Song Jue, Song Chuyi has always been a little softer than usual----- in her past and present lives, her eldest uncle and eldest brother have never been sorry for her.

"If the big brother hadn't relented and let that girl out, I wouldn't have to worry about so many things now." She tilted her head and frowned at Song Jue, a pair of talking eyes seemed to be full of starlight, so that people couldn't take their eyes off it at all: "Look, it's just a girl, and she has lost her ability to move, so she can attract people from the Li family." ”

It doesn't matter if the people of the Li family are concerned, what Song Chuyi is most afraid of is that Song Chuning is crazy to the point where she has to drag everyone to die together----- if she takes the opportunity to say something to King Duan, or even Han Zhi, I am afraid that in the end, she will have to spend a lot of scheming.

Song Jue felt a little guilty, glanced down at Song Chuyi and shook his head: "It's me who is not good, this eighth sister's ability is indeed too unexpected for me...... The Li family came again yesterday, listening to that tone, I'm afraid I won't stop if I don't see Song Chuning. ”

Of course, who can know the past and the future well, who doesn't have a baby?

As long as Song Chuning reveals a little bit of use value in front of the Li family, it is enough to hang the Li family's heart. What's more, Song Chuning also colluded with King Duan in advance, which is probably a good thing for the Li family, who can't go any further.

Whoever puts it on it, he can't bear to let a piece of fat pork be steamed and boiled like this.

Song Chuyi smiled at him, like a fox who had stolen a chicken: "This big brother doesn't have to worry about it, grandmother is back, are you afraid that you won't be able to deal with the people of the Li family?" ”

Song Jue smiled, sent her to Guan Ju Courtyard and didn't leave, stretched out his hand and handed her a thick stack of letters: "It's all sent to you by Brother Yan, I'll keep it for you, wait until dawn tomorrow and see, so many letters, don't stay up late and look bad at your eyes." ”

The light in Song Chuyi's eyes became brighter, this time the eyebrows under his eyes were dyed with a smile, and he answered the letter sweetly, and asked him again: "How is the little nephew?" ”

The winter wind blew her dress hunting, and Song Jue drove her in with a tiger face: "Won't you be able to see it tomorrow?" I asked you and you can't make up for it, go in quickly, otherwise it will be blown away by the wind, who will go to Cui's house tomorrow to pay New Year's greetings? ”

Song Chuyi stuck out her tongue and grimaced at him, and Mama Xu had already greeted him with a lantern.

The coolness outside the house before entering the house was cleared, and she took off the big hat covered by the green clothes and green peach, and lay on the table to read Song Yan's letter.

But she had only opened the first letter under the lamp, and before she could catch a glimpse of the payment above, she heard the door creak open, and then a cold wind poured in, and shook the letter on the table.

Ziyun came in with a cold air, and there were still sweat drops on his forehead: "Girl, there is news from outside, saying that the eighth lady from Ting Champs has gone tonight." ”

Song Chuyi's action of arranging the letter paper in her hand was stunned, although she already thought that she was very thoughtful, and she knew that this time Song Chuning would not be able to escape even if she had wings, but when she heard the news of Song Chuning's death, she still felt incredulous for a moment.

Song Chuning's death seems to be a little too easy, and too silent.

Song Chuyi originally thought that there would be a lot of trouble for a while, but who knew that she would die like this.

Green Yi and Qingtao glanced at each other, and they both felt a little sudden: "When I went to inquire about the news this afternoon, I didn't hear about it, why did I die suddenly?" ”

Ziyun wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and a wry smile appeared on his face: "Dead is dead, why don't you care if it's not sudden?" Now that the lights are bright, the eldest lady has rushed over with the girls. ”

Song Chuyi caught a glimpse of the delicate and beautiful invitation post, and the four words of the Marquis of Jinxiang on it were particularly dazzling.

Ziyun looked at Song Chuyi and sighed, and his tone sounded worried: "Girl, the old lady and the eldest lady mean to ask you to come over." ”

Song Chuyi didn't ask anything, she knew that if Song Chuning was simply dead, Old Lady Song and Mrs. Song would not do anything else, and specially asked her to see a dead person.

But when her eyes touched Song Chuning's house, Rao couldn't help but lose his mind no matter how calm he was.

Song Chuning was far from the only one who died----- Sun Niangzi, who was serving beside her, died in the house with Cuiguo Green Shirt, and the death was extremely miserable.

This is not the most scary, according to Song Chuning's temperament, if she wants to die, she must drag people to die together, so she doesn't want to die silently.

The most frightening thing is the letter Song Chuning left for her.

The three words Song Chuyi were written in cinnabar or blood, and the red was weird under the candlelight.

The faces of Mrs. Song and Mrs. Song were ugly, and they pursed their lips to look at the four corpses in this room, and their hearts set off a monstrous wave.

Song Chuyi shook off the letter and glanced at it, then glanced at Song Chuning, who had closed his eyes and was motionless on the bed, and raised his hand to light the letter.

Today, due to the power outage due to the typhoon, I can't watch three times. Tomorrow will be the same as the usual three watches, but I didn't expect the Mid-Autumn Festival to be able to do three watches, I'm really sorry. Anyway, everyone, happy Mid-Autumn Festival, oh, Mo Da. (To be continued.) )