Listening to the shouting outside the door, Song Yihuan knew that this was her cheap second brother, and Song Nuoyan came back.

"Father! You tap! It hurts me! ”

Song Nuoyan screamed outside the door.

"You stinky boy, you won't open the house for two days! Don't hit who you hit! Song An's majestic voice rang out.

Listening to this tone, it can be seen that Song An is not angry, and he is still panting.

Liu's voice immediately sounded: "It's done, it's been taught twice, it's not our fault for what we said." ”

"Mother—" Song Nuoyan shouted aggrievedly.

Song Yihuan sat up from the bed, imagining her feminine-looking second brother, Song Nuoyan called her mother aggrievedly, but she felt that the picture was too beautiful.

She got up with her shoes on and walked to the door, opening it softly.

The scene in the courtyard was instantly seen by her.

I saw that outside the courtyard, Song An was holding a stick in his hand and waving it at the feminine and handsome man who was protected by the Liu family.

The young man who was protected by the Liu family was slightly thin and thin, and his slightly pale face was delicate facial features, giving people a feminine beauty.

Such a man is the rarest to recruit little girls, and Song Nuoyan does not provoke some rotten peach blossoms on weekdays.

Song Nuoyan, who was behind the Liu family, noticed Song Yihuan's figure at a glance, he raised his arm and shook it: "Yihuan!" Second brother, I'm back, do you miss me? ”

Song Yihuan's answer was to give him a pair of white eyes.

After Song An and Liu noticed Song Yihuan, they stopped confronting each other.

The former threw down the wooden stick in his hand, and the latter didn't protect Song Nuoyan anymore, and the two walked up to Song Yihuan together to ask for warmth.

"Huan'er, how did you sleep last day?"

"Is there anything wrong with that? If you feel uncomfortable and want to say it, we will go to the doctor. ”

In the face of the Song couple's cold greetings, Song Yihuan was still very moved.

She slept well last night, except for some worries about Song Nuoyan, who was afraid that he would die in prison according to the original plot.

Moreover, when I was sleeping, I dreamed of some plots of "Sheng Shimou", and the others were fine.

Now that Song Nuoyan has returned home early in the morning, she seems to have nothing to worry about.

Now Song An and Song Nuoyan are still standing here, this is the hope for the future.

Song Yi smiled and said to the two: "I'm fine, I slept well last night, but I've been dreaming." ”

Hearing the word dream, Song An and Liu's faces were a little strange.

Song Nuoyan didn't see it behind them, but Song Yihuan had a full view.

She smiled and reassured: "Don't think about it, it's okay, as long as we don't cause trouble, nothing will happen." ”

This is also what Song Yihuan is looking forward to.

She doesn't want to be rich and rich, she just wants peace and security.

Song An nodded, and said cautiously to Song Yihuan: "If there is anything, you must inform me in advance, so that I and your mother can make plans in advance." ”

"Uh...... Good. Song Yihuan replied a little dryly.

In fact, the plot of "Sheng Shimou" next, as well as the various villains, female supporting roles, male supporting roles, etc., have nothing to do with the Song family, and she should not have anything to inform in advance...... It's right.

"What are you playing with your back to me?" Song Nuoyan was not to be outdone, and stepped forward to ask.

Song An saw his second son coming, stretched out his hand and grabbed the person, and slapped Song Nuoyan's back.

"Oops...... Pain! Song Nuoyan screamed miserably.