Song family, inside the hall.

When Song Dashou helped Mrs. Song over, when he saw everyone in the house, Mrs. Song's footsteps paused, and then walked in quickly, with deep thought flashing in her eyes.

The Song family's originally spacious hall house, because so many people poured in at once, it seemed a little crowded, the old man Song stood aside, not far from him on the big kang, there were a few people sitting on the edge, it was the Lizheng of the Song family, several clan elders, these people usually don't show up, but at this time they all appeared here.

"Clan Elder, why are you here in person, if you send someone to say something, I will naturally go." Old Man Song said, looking at the old man in front of him with respect and faint fear.

"Song Guowen," the old man said slowly, his voice hoarse, "What about your eldest son, why didn't he come." His face was gloomy, his eyes looked around, the old man didn't see Song Dafu's figure, he was one of the people he came to see today.

"He ......"

"We've separated from him."

Old Lady Song's voice overwhelmed Old Man Song, and the old man finally turned his head to look at her, and after a while, he looked away and closed his eyes slightly.

Mrs. Song's tightly held hand slowly loosened, in the cold winter, her palms were sweating nervously, and the old man's gaze made her feel so stressed.

"This family is really timely." The tone couldn't tell whether it was ridicule or ridicule, in short, these words made the faces of the Song family change.

The atmosphere in the room was a little awkward for a while.

"And where is he now?" Li Zheng didn't seem to notice the change in the atmosphere among the people, and asked.

"I don't know." Song Dashou said on the side.

"Huh!" Li Zheng laughed out loud, but there was no smile in his eyes, and the people who looked up at him looked away, "I don't know, good, good." I don't care what your Song family is doing, whether it is really a separation, or if you have any other plans, I just want to know now where Song Dafu's family is, and that Song Wan'er. You'd better hurry up, or I'll have a way to know. ”

When the words fell, the smile on his face disappeared suddenly, and his stern gaze swept over the body of the Song family in the room, with scrutiny and contempt.

These people think that if they don't say it, they can't know it, huh! He waited until they didn't say anything, and when the mountain god got angry, the sacrifice would be settled.

"Not yet." The old man suddenly opened his eyes and said angrily, his hoarse voice was a little sharp, and it was strange to hear in his ears.

"Clan Elder, Lizheng, I know." The gentle voice broke the tense atmosphere in the room, Song Daxi opened the curtain and walked in, standing in front of Mrs. Song, just covering the sharp gaze of the person in front of her.

The old man squinted his eyes and looked at the person in front of him, and after seeing clearly who it was, his face softened a little, "You know? ”

"Hmm." Song Daxi nodded.

"Son, ...... you" Old lady Song stretched out her hand and pulled Song Daxi's clothes, Song Dafu was a trouble, she didn't want Song Daxi to provoke him, but after Song Daxi shook his head at her slightly, she fell silent.

"Wait here for a while, I'll go find them and come back." Song Daxi said, after speaking, he explained to Song Dashou on the side, and asked him to prepare tea to entertain everyone.

"No need, let's all go together." Li Zheng opened his mouth and said, he didn't come to chat with the Song family today, the most important thing at present was to figure out the reason why the mountain god came down again.

When he walked to the door, he seemed to remember something, turned his head to look at Old Man Song, but saw that Old Man Song was bowing his head and talking to Old Mrs. Song, and finally shook his head and left without saying a word.

***

"Delicious!" Song Yu ate with a mouth full of oil, and praised while eating.

Song Yun sat on the side, his movements were much more elegant, but on the premise of ignoring the speed, the pieces of snake meat that were cut off were quickly eaten into his mouth before they had been fully cooled.

Compared with the two of them, although Song Ci'er was also the first time to eat the barbecue made by Song Wan'er, the girl's reserve made her slow down a lot.

It's delicious, it's really delicious!

"Huh! Grunt! The big bird cried happily, and its share was the largest of the several people, a snake of more than two meters, and more than half of it was given to it, and it was very satisfied.

Song Wan'er watched from the sidelines, a little helpless and a little sad.

Although she has handled this snake meat simply, the seasoning is simple, and the taste can only be regarded as ordinary, barely able to eat, but the few people in front of her eat it as delicious, you can think of how difficult their usual life is.

"Sister, why don't you eat." Song Yun noticed that Song Wan'er was just helping them get it, but she didn't eat much, so she hurriedly cut a large piece for her.

"I'll be full when I eat these." Song Wan'er said, facing the suspicious eyes of several people, explained: "Uncle Hu said that I had better eat something light these days, and I can't eat more meat." ”

Song Yun and the others heard that it was Dr. Hu's explanation, so they didn't say anything more.

Song Wan'er looked at the barbecue in the bowl, was in a daze for a while, her eyes suddenly rolled, and she got up and entered the house.

Inside the house, the young man was lying there quietly, he had been simply taken care of by Song Ci'er, and he looked much cleaner.

Song Wan'er walked over, put the barbecue not far from him, looked at it for a while, and suddenly said, "Since you're awake, get up and eat something, aren't you hungry?" ”

The boy lay there motionless, not seeming to hear and still unconscious.

Song Wan'er stood for a while, seeing that this person really didn't plan to wake up, turned around and walked out again.

"Barbecue should be eaten hot, and patients need to be nourished." The voice fell, the people disappeared, and the dilapidated door was shut, making a "squeak, squeak!" Voice.

The room was quiet, and there was no movement for a while.

After a while, the young man opened his eyes and looked at the direction in which Song Wan'er left, his gaze was sharp, and finally, his gaze fell on the barbecue not far away.

"Wan'er, is he awake?" Song Ci'er's concerned voice came.

"Nope." Song Wan'er said.

"Do we need to ask Uncle Hu to come and have a look?" Song Ci'er said a little uneasy, that person looked very seriously injured, and ...... He's so good-looking.

"No, sister, don't worry, he can't die, and we need money to see a doctor, and we don't have money." Song Wan'er said, but her immature voice was a little indifferent, pulling Song Ci'er, who wanted to go in, to leave.

"Wan'er ......" muttered in a voice, and a figure appeared in the young man's mind, thin, small, with cold eyes, but the small hands were very warm, giving people a warm feeling.