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Du Ping couldn't help but roll his eyes.

"How do you know if it's not, Sister Wan'er let me go." Du Ping said, looking proud.

"Oh." Song Yun's expression was a little surprised.

"When?" Song Yun asked, he didn't seem to have heard his sister talk about it.

"Brother Song, don't listen to his nonsense, Sister Wan'er must just say that casually when they meet, and only this kind of simple-minded and well-developed person will take it seriously." Jiangzhou Road.

"You ......" Du Ping looked at Jiangzhou angrily.

A new round of quarrels in the carriage soon started again, and along the way, accompanied by the sound of Jiangzhou and Du Ping raising the bar, Song Yun's eagerness to return home eased a little.

Jiang Zhou and Du Ping secretly glanced at each other.

Well, I have a good idea.

Du Ping raised an eyebrow.

Not a bad ghost, if you want to eat and drink, you can make it clear.

Jiang Zhou squinted at him.

You're really not cute at all, I really don't know how the porcelain girl could like you as a nasty guy.

A smile slowly appeared in Jiangzhou's eyebrows, thinking of Song Ci'er, a faint sweetness appeared in his heart, looking at the direction of the carriage, wishing that it could be faster and arrive at Songjia Village immediately.

In Songjia Village, under the old tree at the entrance of the village, there are a few elderly people sitting as usual, naughty children playing not far away, and bursts of laughter sound from time to time.

The white-bearded old man walked slowly from a distance, holding in one hand a bench that did not match his temperament at all.

One leg of the bench seems to have broken down. Later, it was repaired again, and the craftsmanship of the repairer was probably not bad, but the bench was used for too long, and there were many broken places, tinkering, and it looked weird.

"Sir is here." I don't know who shouted, and the children who were playing not far away suddenly ran over and gathered around the old man.

Under the old tree, several old people in Songjia Village also had smiles on their faces, and their wrinkled faces were smiling. He looks getting older. Wrinkles piled up on the faces of the old people like folds.

"Sir, sit down." The clever child shouted forward.

A child quickly took the bench in the old man's hand and carefully put it down.

The children surrounded the old man very well-behaved and gathered under the big tree next to the old man.

If this scene is seen by others, they will be surprised to grow their mouths, these bear children who are usually naughty and can't even control their parents. At the moment, they are not well-behaved. It's like a different person.

The old people sat on the other side of the tree. They all looked at the scene in front of them, they were obviously used to it, and their expressions did not show the slightest surprise.

"Sir. What stories do we say today. The anxious child asked.

"Do you remember what you said yesterday?" The old man did not answer, but asked.

"Remembered, remembered." The children immediately shouted.

"Tell me about it." The old man said.

The children immediately raised their hands, and one by one they rushed to speak, and the old man pointed to one casually, and the selected children immediately stood up happily.

The children's voice is crisp, and under the old tree, it spreads far away.

The villagers who passed by saw this scene from a distance and smiled on their faces, and such a harmonious and peaceful scene made these laborers happy from the bottom of their hearts.

"It's your baby who is talking, that's good." One of the villagers spoke.

"Your baby is also good, and you can answer everything that Mr. asks." The person who was praised had a smile on his face and also praised it back.

"It's still your house."

"It's all good, it's all good."

The two of them laughed in unison as they spoke.

"After Mr. came, our whole village has changed, these bear children used to be so well-behaved." Someone sighed.

"It's better to be from the Song family." This kid was also inside, and he was deeply touched by the scene in front of him.

"Who said no, Mr. was saved by Dr. Song Xiaoshen, and Dr. Song Xiaoshen usually doesn't need money to show everyone headaches and brain fever, what a good person." The others nodded approvingly.

The villagers don't have much free time, and the work in the fields is still waiting for them to do.

After a few people left, two people came out of the corner, one after the other, and the people in front walked in a hurry, urging the one behind them from time to time.

The one in the back was a little helpless, but he still accelerated his pace a little bit in his constant urging.

"Wan'er, hurry up, big brother, they're coming back soon." Song Yu said hurriedly.

Song Wan'er tidied up the basket behind her, and said, "We've all walked to the entrance of the village, if the eldest brother comes back, we will definitely see it, so don't worry." ”

"It's all your fault, if it weren't for your fear of being recognized, we would have walked out of the village by now." Song Yudao.

Along the way, it was Song Yu and Song Wan'er who walked outside, and the people of Songjia Village greeted Song Wan'er warmly, and the two of them had to stop and delay for a long time when they walked a few steps, and then they simply didn't take the big road, and specially picked the small road with few people, which escaped the enthusiastic villagers.

"How can this be my fault, I said it, I won't come, you can come alone." Song Wan'er said that she didn't ask someone to come.

Someone rolled his eyes, glared at Song Wan'er who was speaking, and said: "You stinky girl with no conscience, you didn't come to pick up the eldest brother when he came back, I must sue him when I see the eldest brother later." ”

Song Yu's little expression was full of pride, and there was also a villain appearance who was about to succeed.

"Okay, go ahead, just say." Song Wan'er said, not afraid at all.

Song Yu thought of the results of the previous few times, each time he was in the past with great interest, and in the end, it was not someone who ended miserably, but himself, and suddenly extinguished the thought of complaining.

"Bad girl." Song Yudao.

"Stinky brother." Song Wan'er replied.

The two of them talked all the way, and while hurrying on the road, they saw the old man who was telling stories to the babies under the big tree from a distance, and nodded respectfully to say hello.

Seeing this, the old man nodded slightly, withdrew his gaze, and then told the children a story.

"Wan'er, what kind of person do you say sir?" Song Yu said curiously.

"Mr. is sir, he's the eldest brother's husband." Song Wan'er said that she didn't say anything.

"Of course I know that Mr. is the eldest brother's husband, but don't you think it's ......" Song Yu lowered his voice and looked up, as if he was afraid of being heard by someone, "Is Mr. mysterious?" ”

"Smack!"

"Ahh (To be continued...... ）