Song Xuanrong had a few thoughts in his heart, and he had a choice almost instantly.

It is not advisable to persecute too much at the moment, lest you force them out against their bones.

Song Xuanrong said:

"Since you have already hired a doctor, and your grandmother is sick again, and your cousin is afraid that there will be a mess and noise in the house when he returns to the house, I will not take Qingwu to the Song family, so as not to disturb his peace after the illness."

"I'll send you back to Feng'an Street first."

Shen Junjiu turned a few corners when he heard his words, not only pointed out that Mrs. Song was sick again, but also reminded Song Yuxing that he was still in prison in Dali Temple, and also expressed his concern for Shen Qingwu.

This is not only nine songs and exquisite hearts, but I am afraid that there are eighteen songs.

Shen Junjiu said directly: "Then uncle take our carriage, my sister and I want to talk to my brother." ”

Song Xuanrong naturally didn't have anything to do, nodded and said, "Okay." ”

……

Shen Junjiu pulled Shen Xinzhen into the carriage, and saw Song Xuanrong climb into their carriage, and after opening his mouth to let the outsiders catch the carriage, the mildness on his face instantly dissipated.

Her glassy black eyes glanced sarcastically over there, and her mouth snorted softly.

When he looked back at Shen Qingwu, the gloomy idea instantly dissipated.

"Big brother, how are you, does your body hurt, why is your face so pale?"

"It's autumn in this weather, why are you still wearing such thin clothes, Song Xuanrong, that bastard, he doesn't know how to put a few more layers of cushions under you, how can you stand the bumps along the way......"

Shen Xinzhuan sat next to Shen Qingwu, stretched out his hand to tidy up the cushion under him for him, afraid that Shen Qingwu would catch a cold, so he pulled the thin blanket on the side vigorously until it covered his chest.

She scolded Song Xuanrong in her mouth, and wanted to cry while scolding, but she had to endure the fear that Shen Qingwu would be uncomfortable, and her voice would be muffled.

Shen Qingwu stretched out his hand and patted her on the head: "Girl, don't swear." ”

Shen Xinzhen looked up and saw that he was thin and out of shape, and tears fell from his eyes.

"Why are you still crying, I just patted you gently, don't rely on me to hurt you." Shen Qingwu joked.

Shen Xinji's tears fell even more, and he cried with a wow.

She didn't dare to lean on Shen Qingwu, for fear of touching his injuries, but she wanted to hug him, full of grievances, uncomfortable and scared, and finally could only pull Shen Qingwu's sleeve and cry so much that her body trembled.

"Big brother... Why is it ......?"

"I ...... I don't want to cry... But I'm so sad......"

She cried and cried, and she didn't have the slightest image.

Shen Qingwu looked at Shen Xinji, who had never refused to shed tears, crying embarrassedly, and reached out helplessly to hold her shoulder, and felt that Shen Xinzhen lost his sleeve and hugged his neck, buried his head in his shoulder, and cried more and more sadly.

Shen Qingwu raised his head and beckoned to Shen Junjiu: "Xiao Jiu, come." ”

Shen Junjiu leaned over.

Shen Qingwu was hugging Shen Xinjiu, and he also gently hugged Shen Junjiu's shoulder.

Shen Junjiu didn't want to cry, she didn't want to be weak, and she didn't want her eldest brother to worry, but when she looked at the gentle eyes of her eldest brother and looked at the soft light in his eyes, she suddenly felt a sense of grievance and buried her head in his shoulder.

Tears wet her shoulders, Shen Junjiu didn't cry so loudly, she just couldn't help but shed tears.

Shen Qingwu hugged them, patted them on the back, and whispered, "Don't be afraid, my brother is here." ”

Shen Junjiu was stunned, hugged him tightly and cried.

I'm sorry....

I'm sorry......