One hundred and twenty-three: Past lives
Song Chuyi has lived two lives, and in her last life, when she was her age, she also liked these little things. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ο½ο½ο½Uο½Eγ info But she also died on these playthings, except for the sentence mentioned to Master Song in this life, she never wanted to play with these things again.
More than a dozen kites were collected in the warehouse, including peony flowers, dragonflies and butterflies, and Chang'e running to the moon with a string of ribbons on the back.
The Song family's house is very wide, but the wide place has to be in the West Garden, Song Chuyi was afraid that Song Jue and Song Xi were entertaining male guests at this moment, so they specially asked someone to ask.
These little girls are almost the right age to get married, so you have to pay special attention to these.
After asking about the fact that there was no hospitality in the West Garden, I led the girls over to fly kites. Cui Huaying didn't come because she wanted to get married, Huayi held Song Chuyi's hand and refused to let go, and smiled and compared with her that she wanted to put the highest.
Because they are relatives, they have to go to the door during the New Year, and Xiang Mingzi and Huayi, who come and go, are also familiar, Wen Yan looked at the kite in her hand and smiled: "Everyone else has chosen flowers and butterflies, but you choose a big centipede, isn't it unusual?" I'll wait and see if I can fly high. β
Huayi liked her, and she was not annoyed when she heard the words, she took the kite and shook it in front of Xiang Mingzi's eyes, smiling proudly: "What do you know?" Look at the size of my kite, and you will know that I must be the highest. β
was laughing, and bumped into Lin Hai's family holding a gold-bottomed tray, and saw them with a little smile on their faces: "This is the palace flower that was rewarded in the palace, and the old lady said that it was sent to the girls." β
It is a variety of yarn flowers folded into a mist veil as thin as a cicada's wings, some are blue and some are silver-red and water-red magenta, and the bottom is made of silver clips for childcare, and it is convenient and beautiful to clip it on the head.
Everyone picked the one they liked and put it on, and went to the west garden excitedly, who knew that there were no male guests before, but now a bunch of people have gathered to eat and drink in the roll shed.
Fortunately, they are all familiar young men, and they are all good friends of the family, so they usually have a lot of contacts, so they don't have to avoid it immediately. Song Jue hurriedly ran out, his face flushed: "I didn't know that you led people to play here, so I asked my aunt for a roll shed to eat and play." That's what gets them out. β
Song Chubin also had some ideas in the past two years, and followed the eldest lady to learn to be a director, no longer the shrinking appearance at the beginning, he thought for a while when he heard the words, and comforted his brother with a smile: "It's not necessary, anyway, you are in the roll shed, we are in the garden, and there are girls everywhere." β
Only then did he start flying the kite, and even Xiang Mingzi and Cui Huayi tossed the centipede kite.
Song Chuyi sat in the pavilion and watched them fly kites, but she remembered Ma Yongfu and the others----- Han Zhi was not a person who was willing to give up, he found traces, where he was willing to let go easily, I am afraid that they will follow like leeches recently.
After such a delay, I don't know when I can call Qingying to contact them.
But if Song Yan didn't have Ma Yongfu and Ma San with her, how could she be at ease? What's more, Han Zhi's side of the matter is only half done....... No matter what, you have to find a way to avoid Han Zhi's ears and eyes and contact people first.
Thinking about it, he sighed again, and made up his mind that he had to solve Han Zhi as soon as possible no matter what. Now that Song Chuning has revealed it to Duanwang and Han Zhi, she is already full of money, if Han Zhi is exposed again, in the eyes of those who have a heart, I don't know how much trouble she will cause.
Who knew that Han Zhi's trouble had not been solved, and he saw Shen Qingrang head-on.
In the past two years, he has often followed the He family to walk around the house, but he rarely sees Song Chuyi, and he has figured out something different in his heart----- Song Chuyi seems to be different from before, and he doesn't seem to take him in his eyes at all.
Thinking of this, a smile appeared on his face, and he held up a delicate eagle kite, and asked her, "Why don't you fly a kite with them?" β
Song Chuyi looked out with a calm face, and saw Bilian leaning on the trunk and the little girl eating melon seeds.
Shen Qingrang was a little apprehensive, he had never bowed his head in front of Song Chuyi, and when the news of Song Chuning's death came two years ago, he deliberately went to Song Chuyi to ask the former Xingshi about his guilt.
But after the momentum eased up, he regretted it, he knew that what his father said was right, if the family only counted on the title to live, then after two generations, his own son could not be called the son, and he would soon decline.
Originally, when I was young, I only thought about liking and disliking, and the love and hate of young people were clear. But now that I have grown up, I can't just care about love and hate, I should also think about the future, think about how to take care of a family, and think about how to get the greatest benefits.
Song Chuyi is really the best candidate.
"I was angry with you before, but it was mine." He struggled to spit out a sentence, thinking that he lowered his head in front of Song Chuyi, and smiled at her like he did when he was a child: "Don't be angry with me anymore, I will hunt a white fox for you in the spring of tomorrow!" In the future, we will be the same as before, and I will play with you in the future. β
He has always forgiven him as long as he beckons Song Chuyi to post it, not to mention that he was very careful this time, he thought it would be successful.
Song Chuyi stood in the gazebo, the wind around her poured in with the fragrance of flowers, blowing up her hair hanging on her chest, but her heart didn't fluctuate at all.
She has been a human being for two lives, has experienced all the warmth and coldness of the world, and the hazy expectations and love for **** in her heart were all ground clean by Shen Qingrang in the last life, and her bones are gone, and she is already a dying old woman, but Shen Qingrang still treats her as the naΓ―ve girl who was easy to bully before.
She thought it was funny, and naturally she really laughed.
Shen Qingrang couldn't remember how long ago he hadn't seen her smile, but now Song Chuyi's eyebrows and eyes had grown again, and when he smiled like this, the rain and clouds opened in an instant, and the colorful butterfly spread its wings, and the two pear vortices on his face seemed to be able to fill wine, he was stunned for a while before he came back to his senses, and took two steps forward and handed out the kite.
Song Chuyi didn't take it, what she couldn't look forward to in her previous life, but now she was held in front of her, but she didn't want to stretch out her hand anymore.
"I don't like kites." She didn't even look at Shen Qingrang, she quickly turned around and went downstairs, looking at Bilian's eyes with some meaning.
Thank you for the steady happiness and the fairy tail is the reward of the demon~~ In addition, I will tell you a bad news - I may not be able to watch three times today, the mouth ulcers are really fatal, and now it hurts to even drink cold eight-treasure porridge..... (To be continued.) )