It was already dark, and Old Man Song and the others went home to get torches and continued to look for them.

The night passed, and the sky at this time had slightly revealed its proteins, and the clouds gathered on the edge of the sky.

The family has not returned, and Song Qingyuan and the others have not rested well, so they have to go out to watch after a while.

There was no sleepiness, Song Qingrong, Song Qingmo got up and prepared the duckling's food.

"Bang!" The courtyard door of the old mansion was kicked open, and Old Man Song was full of anger, carrying Da Lang's collar and dragging him in.

Behind him are the Song family, the Li family, and the people of the Song family village who helped to find it.

"I'm sorry everyone......" Old Man Song bowed down and thanked him.

"The old man is polite, the villagers, this is all a trivial matter, who can't help if you see it, the person finds it, and we will leave......" The village people replied politely.

"Come in and sit ......down," Old Man Song beckoned.

"No!" Everyone shook their heads, they were tired after looking for a night, so they sighed and said goodbye to Old Man Song.

Old Man Song politely sent it away.

Da Lang made a fuss, and he didn't plan to go back to the county for the time being.

After eating, he found an ox cart and sent everyone from the Li family away, and the old man Song carried Da Lang into the upper room.

Sun, Song Chengzhong was not there, Song Qinglian was sleepy and annoyed, too lazy to plead, and went back to the room to make up for sleep.

"You are a bad thing, the face of the old Song family has made you lose all your face......" Old Man Song kicked Da Lang, and Da Lang was kicked and staggered, "Plop!" "Suddenly, he fell to the ground.

Motionless, let the old man kick and beat.

Old Man Song looked at Da Lang listless, and he was about to die, and he was angry.

"Giving birth to you, raising you, for you to study, you read such a thing!" Old Man Song scolded on his lips, and his feet were not idle, and he kicked Da Lang again and again.

"Hmm......" Da Lang snorted, biting his lip tightly and not speaking.

Zhou's face turned pale, picked up the broom, and hit Da Lang, "What Siliu doesn't understand, see if I don't kill you today!" ”

"What's the use of you...... I don't have to bring the children at home......" Zhou scolded angrily.

Da Lang curled up, feeling the force on his body, and the pain came through his skin, but it was no match for the pain in his heart.

A pair of eyes, a dead silence.

The old couple fought and scolded for a while, and they were tired.

Da Lang didn't speak, didn't beg for mercy, didn't resist, and suffered silently.

Looking at Da Lang's lifeless appearance, the old couple suddenly lost the mind to teach a lesson.

Old Man Song waved his hand, "Go back to your own house, stay at home during this time, and ask San Lang to ask for leave for you from the school!" ”

The voice lagged behind, and there was silence for a while.

After a long time, Da Lang got up, "Grandpa, grandma, I'm sorry......" put down a word of apology, and Da Lang walked out of the upper room without looking back.

Outside the room, Da Lang took a deep breath, turned around and went into the backyard, and from the backyard into the east cross courtyard.

............

After a knock on the door, Song Qingyuan pushed the door open, and Da Lang's tired face and scarlet eyes appeared in his eyes.

There are many emotions such as sadness, sadness, despair, loneliness, and loneliness in the eyes, which are mixed and intertwined, making people feel uncomfortable when they see it.

"Brother Lang......" Song Qingyuan called softly.

Da Lang didn't speak, his eyes stared straight at Song Qingyuan, and Song Qingyuan was furious when he saw it.

What is this big man going to do? Shouldn't you blame She Xiuxiu for what happened? Song Qingyuan secretly pondered to himself, and let go, "Brother Lang, come in and sit!" ”

Da Lang shook his head, "I just came to ask you, what's going on with He Xiuxiu?" ”

Song Qingyuan was dumbfounded, and said in a deep voice, "I don't understand what Brother Da Lang means. ”

"The person He Xiuxiu wants to marry is Chen Sanjin's son...... Yesterday, Chen Sanjin came to congratulate San Lang......" Da Lang said expressionlessly.

Two seemingly incoherent words, but Song Qingyuan heard another meaning.

Is this a suspicion of her or is the Song family doing bad? It's just inexplicable.

"Heh......" Song Qingyuan sneered, "Bang! I slammed the door shut, nervous, too lazy to take care of it.

I haven't slept all night, my mood is already bad, and Da Lang is still looking for trouble......

What a curse!

"Squeak!" Song Qingyuan pushed the door open again and said coldly, "The brain is a good thing, but unfortunately, Brother Da Lang didn't grow!" ”

After saying that, it was "Bang!" again. The door slammed shut.

Da Lang stood outside the door, looking slightly stunned. Soon returned to normal, motionless, stubbornly standing at the door, waiting for an answer.

An answer he didn't know what it was.

"Heh......" A contemptuous laugh.

Erlang clasped his hands around his chest, leaned his back against the door frame, and the corners of his mouth hooked up to smear sarcasm, "It's useless for you to ask Yuan'er about this, it's better to ask me, I know more than Yuan'er." ”

In a word, it attracted Da Lang's idea, and Da Lang slowly turned his head.

Erlang said, "He Xiuxiu water-based Yang Hua, the first time she saw Chen Sanjin's son, she threw herself into her arms and gave her body to others. ”

"If it weren't for that, do you think she would be able to enter the door of the Chen family?" Erlang raised his eyebrows, his eyes were disdainful, "Who is Chen Sanjin?" The two tyrants of Bluestone Town. ”

"His son's family affairs are at the mercy of our old Song family?" Erlang's feet rubbed on the ground, Yuan'er was right, the brain is a good thing, but unfortunately, Dalang didn't grow.

When Da Lang heard this, he was shocked as if he had been struck by lightning.

He Xiuxiu water-based poplar? He Xiuxiu took the initiative to dedicate herself? He Xiuxiu, who he knows, is not like this, how can he believe it?

The corners of Erlang's mouth were hooked, revealing a wicked smile, "Chen Sanjin's son, it is impossible to marry a broken shoe...... Brother Da Lang said to the family before, He Xiuxiu is already your person......"

"It's a lie!" Jiro affirmed.

Yes! He lied to the family! Da Lang squeezed his palms fiercely, and the pain in his heart was indescribable.

"I'm sorry, I didn't suspect it was at home...... I didn't suspect that Yuan'er ...... "Leaving the words, Da Lang left."

"Cut!" Erlang sneered, who would believe it! Turning around and pushing the door open, Jiro entered his room.

Around the corner, a pair of eyes were deeply tired.

Old Man Song's face was revealed, he originally planned to come to the second room to explain the banquet yesterday, who would have thought to see this scene.

Da Lang, he is really disappointing.

The eldest grandson who he has put the most effort into is crooked!

Old Man Song couldn't help but feel tired, old, old, and no longer had the heart to care......

Pacing and walking to Song Qingyuan's door, Old Man Song raised his hand and knocked on the door.

Song Qingyuan in the room thought that he was still a big man, and he was upset for a while.

"It's not endless......" Song Qingyuan said angrily, and opened the door impatiently.

When I saw the person at the door, I was suddenly stunned, why did the old man come?

"Master, come in and sit!" Song Qingyuan stepped out of the way.

Old Man Song took a step and entered the house, and his heart was complicated and difficult to distinguish.

This is the second time he has entered Song Qingyuan's house, and he is still inevitably attracted by everything in the house.

His granddaughter, not ordinary!

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