Chapter Fifty-Eight: Falling

Early the next morning, Song Hui, who had worked all night, went to Yichun Garden to greet the old lady very actively and energetically. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Along the way, the instrument is lofty, and the wind is under his feet, and he can't see that he is a person who has not slept all night.

It's like eating too much ginseng.

But he is not the most positive.

When Song Hui arrived, Tian had already sat on the chair under the old lady and drank two teas.

The old lady is worried.

How could anyone have asked for peace so early?

The rooster hasn't crowed yet!

Isn't it just to discuss and ask a Taoist priest to do things, you have been in charge for so many years, can't you do this little thing!

It's not a newlywed's daughter-in-law.

I don't let people sleep well.

The old lady was muttering in his heart, and Song Hui came in with a red face.

What's the matter today, even Da Lang came so early.

Seeing Song Hui in good spirits, Tian couldn't help but wonder, didn't Da Lang know that Chunqing hadn't returned all night?

In this way, Da Lang rested at Yingxue last night!

Tian couldn't help but feel a burst of joy in his heart.

Since Chunqing's dead girl entered the door, Da Lang has not boarded Yingxue's door.

Yesterday, Yingxue was still crying and said that she didn't know when she would be carried to be an aunt.

Yingxue is an important chess piece arranged by the Tian family next to Song Hui, Yingxue can't be favored, and the Tian family is anxious as if the second master of Song wants to take her off.

Okay now, as long as Da Lang is willing to enter Yingxue's door, it is not a blink of an eye to be carried as an aunt.

Tian Shi Annazhu was full of joy, and said with a worried expression: "Da Lang, what's the matter with the young girl, I heard that she didn't come back overnight?" ”

Song Hui glanced at Tian, directly ignored her troubles, and only said respectfully to the old lady: "Grandmother, grandson go to pick up Chunqing back." ”

I know that your kid is not so filial.

The rooster has not yet crowed, and the feeling is that I am worried about your daughter-in-law!

The old lady yawned heavily and said, "Go quickly, you have to do something today, you pick up Chunqing and come back quickly." ”

What to do?

Has the sun risen under the ground? You're going to do it!

However, at this moment, Song Hui's heart had already flown to the door of King An's Mansion to knock on the door, how could he have the heart to think about the reason, "Grandson knows." He answered, turned around and left.

From beginning to end, he didn't pay attention to Tian.

Tian's face turned pale with embarrassment.

Looking at Song Hui's back, he scolded hatefully in his heart: There is a day when you kneel down and beg me, and we'll see!

Turning his head to look at the old lady, he said worriedly: "Mother, where did the eldest daughter-in-law go last night?" Didn't come back overnight. ”

The old lady yawned again.

Sleepy.

I was worried about Dalang's daughter-in-law last night, and it wasn't until the fat girl next to Dalang's daughter-in-law that she wrote back and forth, knowing that Dalang's daughter-in-law was fine, so she slept peacefully.

It's not yet time!

My wife is as energetic as you!

"The matter of inviting a Taoist priest, you can discuss it with the third daughter-in-law." The old lady directly ordered the eviction, "I'm tired." ”

Tian suddenly surged up with a mouthful of old blood.

I'll tell you about the eldest daughter-in-law!

Dalang's daughter-in-law didn't return all night!

Not a Taoist priest!

It's just that the old lady said it so obviously, how could she still speak, so she had to get up and say goodbye.

In order to talk about this matter when he came to ask for peace this morning, Tian didn't sleep well all night.

How willing is she to leave like this now!

Walking to the door, Tian couldn't help it, turned his head and said quietly: "Mother, daughter-in-law heard that Dalang's daughter-in-law ......"

But I heard that the old lady was already snoring.

Tian suddenly felt that the power of the flood in his body had nowhere to go, and he was uncomfortable.

Chunqing, who lived in King An's Mansion, was also picked up from the quilt by Zhaoyang at this moment, and after some grooming and dressing, she was dragged by Zhaoyang to the begonia tree in the back garden of King An's Mansion.

"I'll make begonia cake and eat it later." Zhaoyang pointed to the trees full of begonia fruits and said.

The expression was as excited as the thousand-year-old banshee buried deep in the ground who had drunk the first sip of fresh human blood.

Chunqing was very self-aware, rolled her eyes and said, "Are you going to let me climb the tree to pick fruit again?" ”

"My maid can't climb a tree!" Zhaoyang said confidently, "And with you, you can't let the little guy in." Do you think it's appropriate for me to climb a tree as a county lord? ”

Chunqing really wanted to tell Zhaoyang for sure: suitable.

But for the sake of Zhaoyang taking her in last night and giving her to eat sheep and scorpions, she still silently rolled up her sleeves.

Go up to the tree to dig the bird's nest, go down to the river to touch the fish and shrimp.

This is what Chunqing does most often in the Shilang Mansion, and it is almost easy to capture.

Also, I didn't climb trees for a while, and I still had some itchy hands.

After three or two clicks, Chunqing sat down on a relatively thick branch.

Hey, how did Prince An get together with the Taoist priest.

Chunqing Chong Zhaoyang, who was standing on the ground, said, "When did your father become interested in Taoism again?" ”

"You said that Qingfeng Dao is long," Zhao Yang pursed his lips disdainfully, "I don't know what kind of ecstasy soup he poured into my father, so he has to demolish that fish pond and rebuild it into a small Taoist temple." ”

"He's going to live in your house?" Chunqing said in surprise.

What surprised her was not that Qingfeng Dao Chang had this thought, let alone that Prince An actually agreed, but that Zhaoyang didn't stop it.

If Zhaoyang intervened to stop it, even if Qingfeng Dao Chang stood at the door of King An's Mansion with a golden light, he could only stand at the door forever, waiting for the feather to become an immortal, and he would definitely not be able to live in it anyway.

"The old man is willing, let him toss, my mother also agreed." Zhaoyang said indifferently.

As he was talking, he heard the voice of a little maid, "Song Shizi, please come here." Our county lord and his wife are under the begonia tree. ”

Song Shizi ......

Song Hui!

Chunqing's hands trembled suddenly, and she looked in the direction of the sound, and sure enough, she saw Song Hui gradually approaching them with a little maid.

Sky!

How did he come.

Chunqing remembered the thousands of instructions her father and brother told her before leaving the pavilion, don't climb trees and don't go down the river.

Presumably, Song Hui was extremely disgusted with these.

If Song Hui saw her sitting majestically on the tree at the moment, I don't know if she would immediately take out a letter of resignation.

"Zhaoyang, I was killed by you." Chunqing said quietly.

Zhaoyang also saw Song Hui, completely ignored Chunqing's resentment, and beckoned directly to Song Hui, "We are here." ”

Chunqing suddenly wanted to roll her eyes and plant it.

What kind of friend is this! I really didn't make friends!

"Dao Chief, you can help me see how the feng shui of this begonia forest is."

Just as Zhaoyang's voice fell, at the same time, Prince An's voice suddenly sounded.

Chunqing looked down.

Sky!

Prince An and this old man have come over.

Chunqing felt that the feng shui of this begonia forest must be bad, not good at all, very bad.

Because she heard an ominous voice.

Click!

The branch of the begonia tree where Chunqing was sitting was broken.

The change came too suddenly, and Chunqing still had the surprise of seeing Prince An and Lao Dao on her face, and the whole person fell freely.

Screams erupted.

The maids who followed Zhaoyang screamed in a panic, as if it was not Chunqing who fell from the tree, but themselves.

Only Bai Shao looked like she had seen the world very much, and her expression was calm and she pulled her legs and ran towards Chunqing.

She's seen too many of these scenes.

Almost every day that accompanies the growth of Chunqing.

It's just that no matter how fast the human legs are, how can they catch up with the speed of free fall.