Father Song turned his head uncomfortably, not looking at Song Yunhui: "Who hasn't bumped into anyone yet." Quickly tell Xin Jianniang to let go of your younger brothers and sisters first, don't scare Fulai and welfare. ”

Just this sentence completely made Song Yunhui die, his daughter is grass, and his brother's child is a treasure.

"Let them go, the conditions for the separation of the family mentioned before should be clearly written in black and white. I will ask someone to give you a tael of silver every month, and we will not be entangled in the future. Song Yunhui gritted his teeth and said.

Father Song was stunned, he didn't expect this usually quiet child to have the courage to say this.

"It's all this woman!" Father Song pointed at Song Ding's family: "Since she got married, you and we are not of the same mind!" ”

Song Yunhui took Song Ding's hand and said with a smile: "Because after Xiaolian married me, I realized the feeling of being cherished, and I understood what a family is." ”

Song Ding looked at her husband with emotion, although she had always been dissatisfied with Xianggong's cowardly being oppressed by her father-in-law and second uncle's family, but what Xianggong did today made her re-examine this man.

"So Dad, hurry up and choose, do you write the contract of separation clearly or send the second brother to prison?" Song Yunhui asked.

Father Song stared at Song Yunhui and his wife viciously: "Okay, I don't even recognize my father." I'll sign it with you, and I'll see how God cleans up your ungrateful stuff. ”

Song Yunhui and his wife didn't bother to talk to him, but walked out of the door in silence to prepare for the writing of the contract.

For the sake of prudence, Jiao Niang specially sent a family member to invite a well-known local talent to write the contract and ask him to be a witness. After the matter was done, Father Song took Song Er's family and dragged the car away.

Song Yunhui and his wife breathed a sigh of relief, and Song Ding smiled: "Thank you to the owner, otherwise I may not be good this time." ”

"It's just a gesture. However, this Daddy Song is too partial, and he will regret it sooner or later. Jiao Niang sighed with emotion, the eldest is a grass, but the youngest son who is not a product is like a treasure.

"It's useless for him to regret it." Song Yunhui said lightly, so many years of piling up one by one have worn out his admiration.

It was too late to get hot, and Jiao Niang was about to return to the city after inspecting the Zhuangzi, she told Song Ding not to be busy with Zhuangzi's affairs, and to concentrate on taking care of Guizhi, and Song Ding was grateful for Dade's agreement.

Early the next morning, Jiao Niang took a carriage to the Xin family's workshop to check it out. Near noon, I went to the Xinjia Restaurant to be a shopkeeper for a while, and after I was busy at noon, I didn't rest, and Jiao Niang had to go to the market to buy livestock and send them to Zhuangzi.

On the way back to the city at night, Fang Yuanyuan lay in the carriage and waved his hand: "I'm tired every day, don't wake me up tomorrow, I want to sleep for a while." ”

Jiao Niang pinched her little face and smiled: "Are you so afraid of hardship and still want to go to the battlefield with Yan Yijun?" ”

Fang Yuanyuan held his face with a sad face: "Hey, I don't know when Brother Xin Ping will come back, we are both going to be tired to death." Senior brother doesn't know where to go. ”

Jiao Niang sighed secretly, why didn't she worry about her brother and Yan Yijun? Xin Ping is relatively simple and stubborn, and he doesn't know when he will come back from this trip. Not to mention Yan Yijun, sometimes Jiao Niang can dream of him in her dreams, and I don't know if he dreams of himself.

Yan Yijun's side had already set up camp at this time, and groups of soldiers were eating dinner around the bonfire.

"Oops, give me another spoonful of hot sauce." Zuo Baoguo, who was also a deputy general with Yan Yijun, quickly dug up another spoonful of hot sauce from the jar.

There is no way, the barracks are all big pot rice, and the taste is not good, only the spicy sauce and pickles brought by Yan Yijun can make him eat a little more fragrant.

"Don't come again." Yan Yijun directly covered the chili sauce with the lid, and then these people took turns digging up a little, and the bottle was quickly empty.

"I also marry a daughter-in-law with good cooking skills, and cook food for me every day." Zuo Baoguo heard others say that Yan Yijun's food was prepared by his daughter-in-law who had never been through the door, and that woman was very beautiful.

Zuo Baoguo was sour, and he decided that he would also find a daughter-in-law who was beautiful and could cook!

"You look good and no one Yan Yijunjun, which beautiful girl who can cook can take a fancy to you!"

"Lao Zuo hasn't gone to bed yet! Stop dreaming! ”

Everyone else laughed and attacked Zuo Baoguo mercilessly, only Yan Yijun was silent, because at this moment he missed Jiao Niang again.

…… The dividing line of longing......

After more than a month of hard work, Zhuangzi is already in order. While Song Ding took care of Guizhi, she did not forget to work, and in the dead of night, she calculated the cost under the candlelight.

Song Ding is very sensitive to accounts, and the accounts she makes are not only clear but also refreshing. Jiao Niang saw that Song Ding's had the potential to be an accountant, and she wanted to wait for the opportunity to let Song Ding's serve as the Xin family's special accountant in the future.

But at the moment, everything is floating clouds, and the three industries of the Xin family have made Jiao Niang busy, and the three places are busy.

That night, Jiao Niang rushed from Zhuangzi to the city again, and suddenly a large group of black-clothed people suddenly appeared halfway and rushed towards the carriage.

Fang Yuanyuan was extremely brave at the end of the day, but there were too many people on the other side. Even a martial arts master like her was entangled, and it was difficult to get out for a while.

The man in black saw the opportunity and wanted to attack Jiao Niang, but fortunately, Qiao Xinliang appeared in time and kicked the man in black out of the carriage.

"Lady go quickly!" Qiao Xinliang was fighting with the man in black, and at the same time pulled the girl to dodge.

Jiao Niang has never seen this kind of scene, and she is in a real position in the shadow of the sword and sword. She was already stupefied, and let Qiao Xinliang pull her around. When she came to her senses, she realized that they had abandoned the Assassins and had run to a rotten house in the old woods.

"I've got to go back and look at the circle below!" Jiao Niang is in a hurry, if something happens to Fang Yuanyuan, she will blame herself for a lifetime.

"Don't go, they all have martial arts. You don't know anything, and if you go, you're looking for death. With Fang Yuanyuan's skills, those people couldn't help her. Qiao Xinliang stopped Jiao Niang and resolutely refused to let her go into danger.

Jiao Niang felt that Qiao Xinliang's tone was very familiar, but she just couldn't remember who this person was, she looked at Qiao Xinliang carefully again, but found that there was a in his cheeks.

She reached out and tore it violently, and she tore off a mask. And the face behind the mask was someone she had never dreamed of: Xin Wuxie

Oh no. It should be said that Han Zongqi.

Han Zongqi smiled softly at Jiao Niang: "I'm back." ”

"You...... Are you cured? Why didn't you wear a mask and not tell me directly? Jiao Niang seems to be very normal when she listens to him, not the stupid and stupid look she used to have.

"Alright. I wanted to tell you personally, so I'm coming to you. However, I was afraid that you would hate me because I was from the North, so I wore a mask. Han Zongqi smiled, he wasn't sure if Jiao Niang wanted to see him.

Jiao Niang heard what he said pitiful, and couldn't help but reach out and touch his face: "Fool, how can I hate you?" ”

Han Zongqi lowered his head and looked at this face that he thought about day and night, listening to her soft voice and soft words, and his heart was extremely ironing.

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