The successive straightforward expressions of love made Yiping shyly speechless, shy and at a loss, but more happy.

Mother is wrong, not everyone hates themselves!

My father liked him very much and loved him very much.

And my cousin, who also likes herself!

Yiping felt that his heart was beating fast, and an inexplicable force smoothed out some of the inferiority complex and cowardice that had been there for many years.

It turns out that words can be as sharp as a knife to seriously hurt oneself, and they can also give oneself great relief and encouragement as the gentle and gentle breeze of the spring breeze in March.

"What's your name, kid?" Shen Bu asked gently.

was asked by his father, Yiping still couldn't help but be nervous for a while, he raised his hand to his heart and felt his heart beat a little faster.

Yiping exhaled, he looked at Shen Bu, his hoarse voice slowly revealed some confidence, "I don't have a surname, my name is Yiping, and the word is An'an." ”

His name was given by his cousin, and the small characters were taken by his aunt, and they were very good to themselves!

So he loves the name and he loves the word!

Yiping?

Shen Bu moved his gaze to look at his niece on the side.

Song Yizhi raised his hand and touched the tip of his nose, showing a slight weakness, and then looked at his uncle with his hands on his hips with a straight face.

Seeing this, Shen Bu knew that he had guessed correctly, he was angry and funny, but in the end he just shook his head helplessly.

Forget it, forget it, your niece, bear with it.

Shen Bu looked at Yi Ping and opened his mouth lovingly, "Yi Ping, my surname is Shen, and my single name is Bu, are you willing to follow my surname Shen?" ”

Yiping nodded without hesitation and spoke, "Yes!" ”

Shen Bu showed a happy smile, he raised his hand and touched his son's head, "In the future, your name will be Shen Yiping, and the word An'an will be An." ”

Shen Yiping nodded.

Looking at the quite satisfactory scene, Song Yizhi's face showed happiness, she clasped her hands together, and then nodded with satisfaction.

Song Luo raised her hand and made a move.

Song Yizhi walked in in a hurry, she stood behind her mother, and whispered, "Mother, do you miss your brother?" ”

"What do you want him to do?" Song Luo said coolly, "I don't want to see him now." ”

Song Yizhi was shocked.

Did my brother sneak behind his back and do something earth-shattering?!

Song Luo Liangliang spoke, "He didn't do anything, he just asked me for the gift of being promoted to the god of transformation openly, and then took away my coat inlaid with shark beads." ”

Hearing this, Song Yizhi gasped.

Brother, he wants to go to heaven?

That coat is a treasure at the bottom of the box, and he dares to put the idea on the coat?

Song Yizhi poked out his head and looked at his mother, "And then?" Is my brother lying in bed now recuperating from his injuries? ”

Song Luo raised her hand against her daughter's head and pushed her away, her tone was cold, "No, how could it be, he is now three feet high on the grave." ”

Song Yizhi: "......"

Shen Bu, who instantly caught the unlucky words, looked at Song Luo fiercely, and he said in an unkind tone, "What nonsense?!" Have you scolded your own children like that? ”

This unlucky sister is really open-mouthed!

Song Luo said coldly, "He took the cloak of the water silk inlaid with shark beads from me. ”

Shen Bu was instantly silent.

Weigh this child... What does he think, isn't this the birthday boy hanging himself for a long time?

Shen Bu coughed dryly, he raised his hand to his lips, "What, how long is he going to lie in bed?" I asked the Second Elder to go and see him? ”

Song Luo: "......"

No, is she Song Luo so stingy?

Although she liked the cloak of water tencel very much, compared to her son, it must be a little more important for her unlucky son.

But that doesn't stop me from wanting to see him anytime soon.

"I'm missing that cloak?" Song Luo scolded the two of them coldly, "What's the matter with the two of you?" ”

"This is not ......" Song Yizhi muttered quietly, "The last time I saw the step shake in my mother's makeup, my mother threw it out to me directly." ”

Shen Bu decisively condemned his sister with his eyes.

Song Luo said coldly, "Your father sent it, don't give it." ”

Song Yizhi pouted, "That ...... last time"

"It was also sent by your father." Song Luo looked back at her daughter, and said coolly, "What you didn't give you was given by your father." ”

Song Yizhi choked.

She seemed to be showing off her face.

Song Luo turned her head to look at Shen Bu and Shen Yiping, her voice was cold, "Come in and sit." ”

Shen Bu stretched out his hand to hold Shen Yiping's skinny hand, and the distress in his eyes became even heavier.

Seeing that Shen Yiping was not struggling, Shen Bu led him inside.

When he walked into the pavilion, Shen Bu turned his head and said to Shen Yiping, "This is your aunt, Song Luo." ”

Shen Yiping didn't know how to salute and say hello, he lowered his head a little stiffly, "Auntie." ”

Song Luo answered, she took out a storage bag and threw it over.

Shen Bu caught it and swept it inside with his divine sense, and then glanced at his sister meaningfully.

She's prepared.

Hard mouth and soft heart!

"This is your aunt's gift to you." Shen Bu stuffed the storage bag into Shen Yiping's hand, and then he took a storage ring and handed it over, "This is a little gift that my father prepared for you." ”

Shen Yiping looked at the storage bag in his hand and the storage ring that was not low-grade, and was stunned for a moment.

Apparently, he was shocked.

Song Yizhi saw Shen Yiping's hesitation and wanted to excuse himself, and said with a smile, "Brother, the elders give it, don't say it." ”

Shen Yiping's words stuck in his throat, and he pursed his lips, looking a little uneasy.

He didn't have to look at it to know how many good things were inside, and he really didn't dare to accept it.

"Take it." Shen Bu reached out and touched Shen Yiping's head, and then quipped, "You can also ask for Zhizhi." ”

Shen Yiping shook his head again and again, "No, she is a sister." ”

For fear that Song Yizhi, the eldest lady, would get some moths out again, Shen Yiping honestly put away the storage bag and storage ring.

Shen Bu looked at his son lovingly, and then threw a grateful look at Song Yizhi.

Song Yizhi smiled shyly.

After Shen Bu and Shen Yiping sat down, Song Luo said in a cold voice, "Sect Master, thinking that you are not blind, you should be able to see that Shen Yiping's current situation is not good." ”

Shen Bu ignored those words, and then answered.

The situation of the ...... of the level It is very bad to see it with the naked eye.

"Have you ever wondered why Shen Yiping became like this?" Song Luo raised her hand and tapped on the table unhurriedly, and Danfeng's eyes showed coldness.

Shen Bu didn't say anything.

Seeing this, Song Luo said bluntly, "Xu Xiuli is one of the elders of the Refining Instrument Sect, I don't believe that those disciples of the Refining Instrument Sect dare to hurt Shen Yiping, unless Xu Xiuli orders it, or she does it herself." ”

Shen Yiping couldn't help but glance at this stunningly cold aunt.

Auntie, she's so smart!

Shen Bu's lips pursed, and the breath around his body sank a little.

If it was really Xu Xiuli's doing, then she ...... Not worthy of motherhood!

Song Yizhi raised his hand and poked his mother's back.

Song Luo turned her head to look at Song Yizhi.

Song Yizhi said in a low voice, "Mother, no evidence is slander, and my cousin is still there, aren't you poking his heart when you say that?" ”

Song Luo retracted her gaze and didn't say anything more, but she didn't stop tapping on the table.

(End of chapter)