"Brother, you also like farming?" Song Yizhi squatted on the edge of the ridge and watched Shen Yiping's movements without showing his hands, and exclaimed.

Shen Yiping put the water scoop and walked out of the ground, "I have nothing to do, and the night boy will teach me to take care of the medicine field, and I think it's very interesting to come and go." ”

Song Yizhi blinked, looked at the handsome man, and said, "Brother, don't farm!" ”

I think that at the beginning, the fact that I had to farm the land made my uncle have a heart attack for a while.

If only my cousin wanted to farm, too...... Uncle may really need a quick-acting heart pill!

"Why?" Shen Yiping asked unclearly.

Ye Hanxing looked up at the two brothers and sisters on the edge of the ridge, and said to Shen Yiping with a smile, "Because your sister is not doing her job, her mind is on one acre and three points of land, and for this matter, your father has no less heart attack." ”

Shen Yiping suddenly realized, "It turns out that you like to farm the branches, then I can help you take care of the fields in the future." ”

Looking at the man with sparkling eyes, Song Yizhi had already expected the scene of his uncle's heart attack.

Nightshade shook his head, then continued weeding and watering.

Shen Yiping wanted to touch Song Yizhi's head, but his hands were not very clean, so he had to give up.

"Zhizhi, you go and sit in the shade, and I will continue to remove the grass and water." Shen Yiping said softly.

Song Yizhi waved his hand, "I like to bask in the sun, brother, go get busy." ”

Shen Yiping shook his head.

Song Yizhi sat on the ridge and watched the two farming.

Not long after, Night Hanxing let in Song Yiheng, who had come to visit.

Song Yiheng walked up and saw his sister at the edge of the ridge at a glance, he walked over and picked up the hem of his clothes and sat down.

Immediately, Song Yiheng noticed Shen Yiping.

When he saw Shen Yiping's side face, Song Yiheng squinted.

Song Yiheng lowered his voice and asked his sister, "Zhizhi, do you know him?" ”

Song Yizhi glanced at Shen Yiping and said, "Know, my brother." ”

Song Yiheng's eyes were dark, "When did my mother have such an illegitimate child?" ”

？？

Song Yizhi's mind didn't turn around at once, she looked at Shen Yiping's side face, well, it is indeed a bit like her mother, but ......

"Brother, don't you think he's more like an uncle?" Song Yizhi tried to make his brother realize that it was their uncle's son.

Song Yiheng was stunned for a moment, and then quickly remembered the incident between his uncle and mother before.

So, this is not the illegitimate son of his mother but the son of his uncle?

Song Yizhi turned his head to look at his own brother and asked, "No, my own brother, what are you thinking in your head?" ”

"Ahem..."Song Yiheng coughed dryly twice, and whispered to defend himself, "Mother came to Yaowang Valley, after she asked you, she asked me to come to Senior Brother Ye to visit him, mother rarely cares about a person so much, I saw that he was a little similar to my mother, and I couldn't help but want to be crooked." ”

"......" Song Yizhi sighed and said quietly, "Then what's the situation if you're not angry and a little excited?" ”

Song Yiheng bent his amorous peach blossom eyes, "I didn't think about it, if it was really me, I would tell my father and make his old man happy." ”

Of course, this is a joke, after all, the relationship between mother and father is not said, but he just wants to see what his father's black face is like.

Song Yizhi: "......"

This is a true filial son.

"Brother, don't you like your father?" Song Yizhi asked seriously.

Song Yiheng shook his head, and then asked in surprise, "Zhizhi, why do you think so?" ”

"You don't seem to like seeing your father." Song Yizhi tilted his head to look at his brother, "You're always trying to make him angry." ”

Song Yiheng smiled dumbly, he reached out and rubbed two handfuls of his sister's head, "Zhizhi, I love my father very much, but this does not conflict with my desire to make him angry." ”

Song Yizhi didn't quite understand.

"You just think it's my other kind of filial piety." Song Yiheng said with a smile.

Song Yizhi: "......"

This...... Bad evaluation.

"Brother, are you really not afraid of being beaten by your father?" Song Yizhi whispered.

Song Yiheng bent his eyes, "I'm his eldest son, and he can't bear it." ”

He is his father's first child, and although he did not grow up with his father, his father's love has never been lacking.

Even my father felt indebted to him and was very indulgent to himself.

Seeing that Song Yiheng was so confident, Song Yizhi secretly sighed that his father really gave his brother enough fatherly love.

"I told you quietly, my father beat Feng Yi'an, and my father said that Feng Yi'an was the same as him, and he could not be beaten." Speaking of this, Song Yiheng's peach blossom eyes were crooked, looking gentle and wilted.

Song Yizhi looked at his brother who was gloating, and wiped his face, "Brother, I found out, you not only like your father, but also your second brother." ”

"Whoever made them all men, with rough skin and thick flesh that can withstand tossing." Song Yiheng said that it was a reasonable one.

Song Yizhi was suddenly glad that she was a girl.

Song Yiheng touched Song Yizhi's head, and then got up to find Shen Yiping, he was very curious about this cousin he had never met.

Looking at Shen Yiping's whole face, Song Yiheng exclaimed.

This face and my uncle are completely carved out of the same mold.

"Cousin, I'm Song Yiheng." Song Yiheng spoke gently and humbly.

Shen Yiping was surprised for a moment, and then a little nervous.

The man in front of him was even half a head taller than him, his face was stunning, extravagant and arrogant, and he was fairy.

Looking at his face very similar to Song Yizhi, Shen Yiping relaxed a little, "I'm Shen Yiping, good cousin." ”

Song Yiheng showed a kind smile, "My mother sent me over to see if my cousin was okay, and when I saw that my cousin was fine, I went back to my mother first." ”

Shen Yiping nodded, thought about it and added, "Cousin Lao said hello to my aunt on my behalf." ”

Song Yiheng bowed his head.

Back on the edge of the ridge, Song Yiheng said a few words to his sister and left.

Song Yizhi looked at his cousin, who was as simple as a blank piece of paper, and suddenly felt a little worried that he would be taken to the ditch by his black-hearted brother.

……

Song Yizhi went back from the night cold star, and when he arrived at Qingshan, he saw Rong Yueyuan standing at the foot of the mountain.

Apparently, he waited a long time.

Song Yizhi opened the ban, and after entering, Feng Chang handed over the wheelchair to Rong Yueyuan and left quickly.

Rong Yueyuan pushed his wheelchair to the top of the mountain.

"There is a formation under the fish city, and after the formation is broken, all the corpses under the ground are hidden, and those corpses are demonized." Rong Yueyuan said.

Song Yizhi wiped his face, and he didn't know what expression to put on his face for a moment.

If Rong Yueyuan hadn't discovered these corpse demons and sent Yucheng back, the consequences would ......

"It's also up to you to be careful." Song Yizhi said.

Rong Yueyuan said, "It's still your credit, since I played the Requiem, I found that my perception of these breaths has become more acute. ”

Song Yizhi blinked, and then sighed, "You luck...... It's eye-catching! ”

Thinking of Song Yizhi's extremely bad luck, Rong Yueyuan said softly, "Envy? ”

"Jealousy!" Song Yizhi grinded his teeth, "I'm so jealous!" ”

Rong Yueyuan leaned over and looked at Song Yizhi, looked at her clean and beautiful peach blossom eyes, and said, "Well, I'm really jealous, then I'll divide your luck in half, don't be jealous." ”

Song Yizhi looked at the enlarged handsome face in front of him, and the corners of his mouth curled into laughter.

Rong Yueyuan stood up straight and pushed the wheelchair to continue walking.

Song Yizhi's eyebrows and eyes were crooked, and he seemed to be in a good mood.

(End of chapter)