When Song Qiyue left the hotel, he instructed, "Fei'er, call me at eight o'clock." ”

"Do what?" Shao Fei was surprised.

"You just fight, you talk so much, it's really not good." Song Qiyue glanced at him and walked away.

……

The old mansion of the Song family is located in the north of Haicheng City, which is a very quiet mansion.

The entrance hall of the Song family is strict, and the stone lion standing outside the old mansion is even more prominent.

When Song Qiyue came to the door of Song's house, she couldn't help but touch the stone lion, and the cold touch was the same as before. She stood still for a moment before ringing the doorbell.

"This is the Song family, who are you looking for?" The doorman inside asked.

Song Qiyue found out that the doorman had changed, so she could only call Song Jinzhi again, "I've arrived." ”

Song Jinzhi answered the phone and hurriedly came out, "Sister, come in, uncle, they are all inside, my mother knows that you are coming back, and she has prepared a lot of dishes." ”

According to the generation, Jinzhi's mother Song Yujun is the second oldest in the older generation of the Song family, and she is Song Qiyue's aunt and Song's mother's sister.

And Aunt Jun has always cared for her deeply.

Thinking of Aunt Jun, Song Qiyue's heart tightened.

The two entered the villa one after the other, and as soon as they entered, the uncle and aunt sat in the magnificent hall.

Song Qiyue stepped into the hall and only heard Song Jinzhi shouting, "Uncle, aunt." ”

Song Qiyue also shouted, "Uncle, aunt." ”

Uncle Song Zhongchuan's black eyes were bright, but he shouted, "Kneel!" ”

This reprimand resounded through the hall, and Song Qiyue didn't say a word and knelt down in front of them. Such punishments and kneeling are already too numerous in Song Qiyue's memory.

"Song July! You left a letter and left for three years, are you still a child of our Song family! Are you right about your dead mom! Song Zhongchuan asked, and Song Qiyue bowed his head and was silent.

Song Jinzhi couldn't stand it anymore, "Uncle......"

"Shut up!" Song Zhongchuan's anger was obviously not small, and he questioned and scolded again.

His rebuke eventually attracted Aunt Jun.

Aunt Jun just heard that July was back, so she hurriedly ran out of the kitchen, but when she saw such a scene in the hall, she hurriedly stepped forward, "Forget it, July is back, don't do this, let her get up first." ”

The eldest aunt also persuaded her, Song Zhongchuan put out the fire, and Aunt Jun helped her up, "Come, you come with me, these stockings are torn on your knees, change your pants." ”

I went upstairs here, and as soon as the door closed, Song Qiyue looked up, but he showed a smile to Aunt Jun, "Aunt Jun, I miss you." ”

She hurriedly hugged her, Aunt Jun was stunned, tears came out of the corners of her eyes, "You kid, why did you just walk away for three years......"

"Oh, don't cry, it's my fault, it's my fault, I'm not good, I'm not good?" Song Qiyue hurriedly admitted his mistake and begged for mercy, "Aunt Jun, why haven't you seen you for three years, you are still so young and beautiful, please tell me, what kind of panacea did you use?" ”

"You girl, how can you talk so impertinently!" Aunt Jun finally burst into tears and laughed.

Song Qiyue wiped away her tears, "What I said is the truth!" ”

"How have you been all these years? Good no good? Your eldest brother has been busy with the company recently, and he doesn't come back for dinner at night, so you probably won't be able to see him today......" Aunt Jun said while finding a pair of pants for her, "My pants are too big for you, you are not good to wear, so I will take a ...... for the evening"

Song Qiyue didn't care either, he took it and put it on, it was really just right.

It's just that when Xiang Wan is mentioned, Aunt Jun looks a little unnatural.

Without waiting for Aunt Jun to speak, Song Qiyue took the initiative to ask, "Are Xiang Wan and Su He okay?" ”

"It's good...... Aunt Jun agreed, and she still said, "They're going to get engaged." ”

"That's pretty good." Song Qiyue still smiled.

At that moment, she recalled Su He's face, but it was still youthful and bright.