Song Hengbo picked his eyes, revealing the sophistication and meanness that did not fit his age.

Waiting for the people to leave, Song Hengbo was also tired, but he didn't dare to go back, so he could only take off his shoes and lie down on the soft collapse.

The nurse went into the house and took out a futon and put it on Song Hengbo's body carefully: "The night is cold, and the four girls are carefully cold." ”

"Thank you, Yueniang." Although Song Hengbo hated Song Yige in his heart, he was still kind to the old man next to Song Yige.

The nurse smiled, and let the maid hug a soup woman and stuffed it at Song Hengbo's feet: "The girl is seriously ill in the house, so she can only grieve the four girls to rest outside." ”

Song Hengbo smiled, shrunk his feet, and after covering his feet to warm up, he fell asleep tiredly.

Compared with Song Hengbo, who comfortably slept with the soup woman, Song Jinxiu really stayed up all night in front of the old lady's bed, and her eyes never closed.

When Song Hengbo saw Song Jinxiu, he just sneered once or twice, and then faintly passed by Song Jinxiu's side.

Song Jinxiu covered her drowsy forehead and looked at Song Hengbo's figure, and smiled bitterly: "In the end, my mother's family has confidence." ”

"Don't say that, girl."

"This Hou Mansion is really getting colder and colder now, and there is no popularity at all, and I don't know when, if you say no, it will be gone."

On the second day, Song Yige had a fever again, and he couldn't retreat no matter how he retreated, but when the doctor felt helpless, he spontaneously disappeared.

This has to be surprising.

Mrs. Song hurriedly took the rosary that had not been touched for a long time, went to the Buddhist hall to chant the scriptures, and even the two aunts in the house were sent by Mrs. Song to the most prestigious temple in Jinling City, burning incense and wishing to go.

As soon as the two aunts left, the house became even more deserted.

Song Hengbo doesn't like to deal with Song Jinxiu very much, and always thinks that she is very annoying to pretend to be, but now that her aunt is not there, she can only follow Song Jinxiu's side and serve Mrs. Song together.

Song Hengbo has always been an unbearable character, and he likes to stab two sentences from time to time, and Song Jinxiu is a gentle one, and he gets along quite well for a while.

Of course, it's a warm swallow, but it's just a soft temperament.

On the third day of Song Yige's fever, Huaiyang Hou returned.

Every year, that is, when Huaiyang waits to come back, this Hou Mansion will be more lively now, with more popularity and confidence that it usually does not have.

Mrs. Song sat on it and wiped her tears, looking at her only son, and she was also quite emotional in her heart.

In just a moment, Mrs. Song's eyes were attracted by a man behind Huaiyang Hou, the man's eyebrows and eyes were beautiful, which could be described as bright as the moon and jade.

Not to mention that she couldn't take her eyes off it, even the two girls below were fascinated and couldn't wait to stick to him.

"What is this?" Old Mrs. Song actually looks a little familiar, she is about to be older, and now she is more and more unable to remember people.

Huaiyang Hou said: "This is the child's newly accepted disciple, and he is also the nephew of his mother. ”

Saying that, Huaiyang Hou turned his head slightly, "Zifang, don't hurry up to meet your aunt and grandmother." ”

The man stepped forward and knelt in front of Old Madam Song: "Zibian has seen my aunt's grandmother, but I don't know if my aunt's grandmother has been healthy recently?" ”

"Sub-flawed?" Old Madam Song asked with some uncertainty, "Then your name is ......?"

"The nephew's surname is Fu, and his name is Yanshan." The man was still respectful.

With the fame, Mrs. Song quickly remembered: "Is it from the third family?" ”

"Yes, my father is my grandfather's third son." Fu Yanshan said so, and his face never lifted for half a minute from beginning to end.

Mrs. Song nodded, and she understood a little: "I remember, when Ge'er was born, I discussed with you, you and Miaomiao are such a daughter as Ge'er, you don't want Ge'er to be rich and noble in the future, just ask her to live a safe life, I am the master, and I have set a marriage for Ge'er." ”

"Now, Zifang, are you here to fulfill the marriage contract of the year?"

When the last sentence was asked, Old Madam Song's tone was already a little majestic.

Fu Yanshan kowtowed: "The family and country are not safe, and Zifang has never made any contributions, why should he marry his cousin." ”

"Since ancient times, it is to start a family first, and then start a business, and now you are not small, and you follow Lord Hou, and it is only a matter of time before you start a business, so why do you have to care about the order?"

"Since Zifang was sensible, his father often taught Zibian that he is a manly man, and if he doesn't start a business, how can he start a family." Fu Yanshan knelt on the ground and said lightly, although his words were light, they were as heavy as Mount Tai.

Feeling that he seemed to see the same good show, Huaiyang Hou stepped forward and half-blocked in front of Fu Yanshan: "Mother, this son also agrees with the flaw, now Ge'er is still young, and he has not yet reached the end of the year, so he will talk about marriage, whether it is too early." ”

"But speaking of songs, why don't you see her?"

Old Madam Song sighed: "Ge'er is still sick, fever, and now it has just disappeared, and the person has not woken up yet." ”

"You've only been back for a long time now, so you'll probably stay a little longer." Seeing the corners of Huaiyanghou's mouth pursed a little, Old Madam Song could only change her words, "At least, stay in the mansion to spend a year with our family, right?" ”

Huaiyang Hou was silent for a moment and bent down: "The child obeys the order." ”

Regardless of whether Fu Yanshan is the object of Song Yigeyi's marriage, her future husband, he is now a foreign man to the entire Hou Mansion, and naturally it is impossible for him to have the opportunity to enter the inner courtyard.

Even if you go, either Hou Ye will take it, or you will go to Song Yimo to talk to you for a while.

But more often, it is with Huaiyang Hou in the martial arts training field, honing his skills.

After all, on the battlefield, it's not a child's play, and the enemy will show mercy to your men when they see you.

When Song Yige was half asleep and half awake, he heard about this name.

Fu Yanshan...... She thinks that this name is not good at all, and the word "his" has a bad meaning at all, I really don't know which parent is so perfunctory, taking the word "flaw".

Although the word flaw has the meaning of jade, it can refer to red jade, red jade, she thinks it is not good at all, unlucky, like blood, and flaw, more is to say that the spots on the jade or cracks, shortcomings.

It would be nice if you took Yu, Jinyu, Meiyu.

I woke up in the middle of the night.

It seemed that the room was empty, there was nothing, only a bright moon shining on the window lattice, alone, just like she was at the moment.

Song Yige pressed the quilt and turned over, feeling that his waist was hurting when he was sleeping, and he was so uncomfortable.

She stretched out her fingers and quietly pulled open the curtain in front of her, and the sound of small words sounded at some point, like a mouse running into the house in the middle of the night, squirming in a corner, stealing food.

Song Yige silently closed his eyes and listened sideways.

It seems to be ...... Song Hengbo and her aunt's voices, I don't know what the two are talking about, the aunt's tone is a little fierce, and Song Hengbo seems to be a little reluctant.

It's about ...... again Fu Yanshan's.

Song Yige lay on the pillow and knocked his head depressedly, who is this Fu Yanshan? Why was it that she could hear his name in the days when she was unconscious, so that she was not happy?

Outside, Aunt Song taught earnestly: "Hengbo, you can't just look at Fu Yanshan's handsome kid, but also look at his character and family background, these aunts have carefully inquired about them one by one." ”

"Now that the Fu family is going downhill, not to mention, that kid is not a serious son-in-law, he is the wife of the third room who inherited from the concubine's room, he is just a concubine, and he has made meritorious contributions, should you be so easy? Not to mention, he still has to follow your father in the army, on the battlefield, the sword has no eyes, life and death are also fate, maybe one day, you have not enjoyed this blessing, you will become a widow. ”

"Besides, people who are in the army, it is difficult to have a day at home in a year, your husband and wife are separated, and the world is on different sides, do you really think that this day is better?"

"My aunt is from here, you, just listen to my aunt's advice, okay?"

Song Hengbo didn't speak, hung his head, and only felt that his rare girl Huaichun's thoughts were suddenly beaten by his own aunt.

Nothing is gone.

She lay on the couch dejectedly and muttered, "But the cousin of the Fu family is really born well." ”

"What about being good-looking? Can it be eaten as a meal? Aunt Song was not angry, reached out and pointed at her forehead, and with some force, poked her forehead red.

Song Hengbo covered his face, and then buried himself in the crook of his arm with a little sadness.

In the morning, the nurse came in and cried with joy when she looked at Song Yige, who had woken up, and she couldn't wait to hold someone crying in the dark, so she refused to stop.

Song Yige reached out and patted the nurse's shoulder, crossed her shoulder, and looked at Aunt Song and Song Hengbo standing by the screen. ”

"It's not troublesome, it's not troublesome, it's the honor of the concubine to be able to pray for the seventh girl." Aunt Song smiled, "Now that Master Hou has returned, does the seventh girl want to wash up and go to meet?" ”

Song Yige nodded: "Well, I'll go to see my father when I freshen up." ”

Aunt Song, who lowered her head and smiled lightly, stiffened her face, not to mention that even the nurse looked at her in surprise: "Girl, what is your name Hou Ye?" ”

Song Yige quietly looked around the people around: "Father." ”

The nurse fished out the sweat towel from the water, wrung it out and handed it to Song Yige's hand: "Girl, if you call Hou Ye like this, Hou Ye should be sad." ”

Song Yige took it, his fingers tightened slightly, and he looked at the nurse incomprehensibly. Hou Ye is her father, yes, if she doesn't call her father, how can she call what?

Facing Song Yige's ignorant gaze, the nurse's heart was suffocated, with a little smile on her face, she took the sweat towel from Song Yige's hand and wiped it on her forehead: "The girl is sick and confused, isn't she?" You've always called Daddy Hou. ”

Song Yige blinked, then drooped, and responded in a somewhat low voice: "I've been sleeping in a daze for the past few days, since it's not a good word, don't spread it to my father's ears." ”

"Lest you increase your troubles."

Aunt Song was the first to react, she pulled Song Hengbo to kneel: "Yes, follow the instructions of the seventh girl." ”