Chapter 487: Revisited

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Song Qingyan didn't know that Zhou Yuping, who was often behind him like a ghost, once again broke down emotionally because of him. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE。 info Yan Shunhua didn't know that her way of expressing friendliness unique to young people would be misunderstood again by Zhou Yuping, a little girl, that she was actually interested in Song Qingyan, and now she was just playing a game of wanting to catch and indulge.

And the secret guards of the Shen family, who knew that Zhou Yuping had appeared in that area, were used to her chasing after Song Qingyan for a long time, except for secretly sighing that this little girl was quite persevering and was too desperate for Song Qingyan, they didn't take things to heart at all, let alone tell Yan Shunhua to make her more troubled.

The days passed in a flickering manner, Yan Shunhua would come out every day to go around Yanjia Village in a circle, at first only walked a third of the way back, more than ten days later, it became a day to walk three laps, a circle after breakfast, a circle after lunch, and the last circle after dinner, which was regarded as a walk to eliminate food.

In addition to Shen Bang, the big black dog will definitely come out with her to have fun, and the people in the fourth room will take turns to follow her. Usually in the morning, it is Yan Shengguo, at noon it is Mu Xiaocha, or Huo Wanwan takes Huo Ziquan, and in the evening it is Yan Erya and his wife, and occasionally Yan Daya will also join the team with his son Niu Yijun.

In the morning, she would definitely go around to the ancestral hall to greet Yan Zhongming, and at noon, she would go around to the village school to pick up Yan Zhaoyong and a few little guys from school, and at night she would be at will.

Halfway, I also saw Song Zhaodi who came back to her parents' house, and together with Yan Daya and his wife, they went to Song's house to be a small guest, during which Song Zhang's warm and thoughtful words were simply not like words, which made Yan Shunhua very embarrassed.

Song Qingyan stood aside but patronized and smiled, without the slightest intention of breaking the siege for her. Yan Shunhua gave him a few looks, but he pretended not to see it, so angry that she wanted to smash the field immediately, shouting that the old lady had already been famous, and stopped secretly testing the girl's intentions.

What made her feel aggrieved was that not long after she thought about it like this, Xiang Lái said that the second master of the Song family, who was the head of the Song family with a bold temperament, that is, Song Qingyan's father Song Wu, asked her directly, "Uncle sees that you have the bearing of the Yan family's grandmother, and you speak generously and act in a dashing manner, and now I will ask you a word, do you want Yi to marry my old Song family?"

His sudden question made everyone confused, including Yan Shunhua, almost all of them were stunned instantly, and Yan Shunhua, who came back to his senses, suddenly had a big head.

"Uncle Wu, are you kidding? haha, this is really, it's a hot day, it's very relieving of the heat......"

Shen Jingyuan's heart was still sour this time, but he was in the mood to tease her, "The next time I see the Song family, I think you dare to send it to the door automatically! This time, you can't eat and leave, right? People still miss you, the charm is not bad!"

If it weren't for the fact that he was still in the Song family, Yan Shunhua would definitely give him a big roll of his eyes, and praise him for his progress in words by the way.

She maintained a slightly hilarious expression, and everyone naturally didn't know that she had already gone back and forth with Shen Jingyuan in her heart.

Song Zhaodi has always been very optimistic about Yan Shunhua before, especially her stupid younger brother, who is good-looking and good-looking, but her ability to chase girls is rotten, and she revealed to her a few years ago that she likes the three girls in the Yan family's four rooms, but now that everyone has grown into a big girl who can marry, he still doesn't have much confidence.

"Xiaoya, our two families know each other, you and your brother also grew up together, they can be regarded as childhood sweethearts, you know what kind of person he is, if this thing is done, you will definitely be able to live a good life in the future, and everyone will be happy for you. ”

Well, Song Qingyan simply forgot all about the things he had talked about with his only eldest sister when he was young, after all, although he had a heart for Yan Shunhuachun, but in the end, he really developed his hazy good impression into a clear favorite of Xiàng, but it was a strange girl who looked similar and didn't even tell him her real name.

But if he forgets, it doesn't mean that Song Zhaodi will forget it, and it doesn't mean that the Song family couple who are secretly worried about his life's affairs will forget.

During Yan Shunhua's sleep, Song Qingyan reported to the fourth room of Yan's house every once in a while, and I heard that when I met on the road, I would stop to talk and laugh, and now I came to the door as a guest, and there was faint eye contact, didn't this show that the two children were interesting to each other?

Because of such speculation, Song Zhang's eyebrows were overjoyed, and his originally reserved temperament became extraordinarily hot because he was too happy, and even her husband Song Wu made a judgment so naturally.

This family business can be done.

If it weren't for such a judgment that seeing is believing, he, a big man, would really not rashly say such a thing.

"Sister, weren't you still yelling that you were sleepy? Hurry up and rest for a while? And Dad, didn't you say that you had something important to tell the child? How about we go to my study to talk to the head of my study now?"

Song Qingyan finally felt embarrassed, the fire was burning and suddenly burned on his own body, sure enough, watching the fire from the other side or something, this excitement can not be easily seen.

Ignited himself, he finally came forward to put out the fire.

It's a pity that he is not strong enough, he is too late, for his mother Song Zhang and eldest sister Song Zhaodi, he can still have the upper hand and successfully transfer or persuade them, but Song Wu is the head of the family, just do it when he thinks of it, and he will not be easily fooled by his son at all.

That's right, fool, the first thought that comes to Song Wu's mind now is that the reason why his son has not been able to marry the person he wants to marry until now is because his skin is so thin that the girl's family, who was originally shy, automatically came to the door, and he still didn't dare to be cheeky and take down the person in one fell swoop while the iron was hot.

"Go aside, grind and chirp, I haven't taught you to be so timid as a mouse since I was a child, if you have something to say, you can say it openly, and you haven't done anything wrong, why can't you say it out loud and openly?"

Song Wu glared at his son with hatred, then turned his head to look at Yan Shunhua again, and said in the most amiable tone in his life, "Little girl, what do you think of this baby in my family?"

Although he is a little more beautiful, his kung fu is not bad, he is still a little brainy, and he is not too stupid to deal with the world, and if there is no accident in the future, he will never let his women and children go hungry and eat grass roots to survive.

Judging from his temperament, he wouldn't want Yi to sell pork with me to live, he has some ability to study, no matter how bad he is, he is just a master in the village school, you don't need to be afraid or feel ashamed because he may become a butcher or something.

No matter how bad it is, he can't support you and the children, your aunt and I are still young, it's no problem to live to be seventy or eighty years old, just pull the children up for you, let the children raise you two in the future, you can wait to enjoy the blessings.

I can't do what this kid does, he has been different from me since he was a child, but my uncle's own words are a spit and a nail, and words must be counted, one is one and two is two, the nail is a nail rivet, you can't trust him, you can always trust uncle, right?" (To be continued.) )

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