Looking at Song Yiyue, who reminded him that he couldn't be eccentric, Feng Canglin was a little helpless.

Both of them are his own daughters, where can he be biased?

Zuo just prefers more branches, but most of the time it will be a bowl of water.

Song Yizhi looked over after hearing the movement.

Feng Canglin said to his baby daughter, "Yiyue, this child remembers you." ”

Song Yizhi bent his eyes.

Looking at her sister with a gentle smile, Song Yiyue was not so uneasy in her heart.

My sister will definitely not be like my second brother.

Shen Bu looked at these relatives and proposed, "Happy events one after another, our family is here except for Yiping, why don't we take it over with Ping, let's get together together?" ”

Song Luo has no objection, and Feng Canglin naturally will not have it.

"I'm going to pick up my cousin." Feng Yi'an's gentle voice sounded, and then left.

Song Yiheng stood up, "Then I'll go cook." ”

Except for themselves and Zhizhi, the rest of them did not have much talent in cooking.

Song Yizhi took the initiative to ask Ying to help.

Watching the brother and sister go to the kitchen, Song Luo's eyes fell on Song Yisui, "Hurry up and clean up, you are almost like a little screamer now." ”

Song Yi, who was disgusted, silently got up and went back to clean himself up.

Song Yisui left, and there was only one Song Yiyue left.

Facing the eyes of several elders, Song Yiyue said weakly, "Mother, I'll go find my sister and see if I can help." ”

Although her uncle is very good and her father is also very good, she is just a little stunned, not to mention that there is her mother and five elders here, she is even more scared!

"It's good that you don't mess around." Song Luo opened her mouth bluntly, and then turned to ask about Song Yiyue's cultivation, "Come, let me see if you have been lazy recently." ”

Looking at the wilting girl, Feng Canglin said that he couldn't help.

After Shen Bumu saw the mother and son leave, his eyes fell on Rong Yueyuan.

A few people went back to the house to rest, Shen Bu and a few people walked to the table and sat down, Feng Canglin listened to these two talk about the battlefield of gods and demons.

Huaizhu who fell thought about it and finally went to the kitchen.

Kitchen.

When Huaizhu came over, he saw Song Yizhi cutting vegetables, and Song Yiheng was seasoning.

Song Yiheng looked up and saw his wife standing at the door, he asked in a gentle voice, "What's wrong?" ”

"Let's see if there's anything we can help with." Huaizhu's gentle voice rang out.

Song Yiheng thought for a while and said to Huaizhu, "I heard that the drinks in the Battlefield of Gods and Demons are relatively unique, please go and buy some for Senior Sister?" ”

Huaizhu answered, turned around and went out to buy wine.

Song Yizhi looked up at his brother and continued to chop vegetables, "Brother, you seem to be deliberately supporting your sister-in-law." ”

"It's been a long time since we've spoken to each other." Song Yiheng's gentle voice sounded, he poured the seasoned sauce on the ribs, mixed well, and put the ribs aside.

Song Yizhi responded.

It's been a long time since I've had a good talk with my brother.

"The branches are also bittersweet." Song Yiheng spoke gently and gently.

Song Yizhi put the cut vegetables on the plate and smiled helplessly, "This is bittersweet?" ”

Song Yiheng responded.

Isn't becoming a god the end of the path of cultivation?

But for Zhizhi, it may be a new starting point.

After cutting the vegetables, Song Yizhi sat on the stool on the side and looked at the fairy wind and the clear and gentle brother.

Man cannot live with heaven and earth, but God ......

Song Yizhi lowered his eyes and sat quietly on the side.

Song Yiheng looked up and saw his sister sitting there alone, very well-behaved and a little lonely.

"What's wrong?" Song Yiheng asked gently, and then went to prepare other side dishes.

Song Yizhi was silent, not knowing what to say.

Today is a happy day, and those words are not fun.

Song Yiheng suddenly stopped what he was doing, he looked at his sister seriously, and said slowly, "Zhizhi, I think you have a lot on your mind." ”

Zhizhi always seems to have endless things on his mind, and now that he has become a god, this is also the case.

Song Yizhi looked up at his brother, and then thought, "Is there one?" ”

Song Yiheng sighed lightly.

"Brother, I've always wanted to ask, Yiyue and Yisui." Song Yizhi chose to change the topic.

On a good day, don't spoil the atmosphere yourself.

Song Yiheng followed his sister's words and said, "What's wrong with the two of them? ”

"The two of them aren't very close to you." Song Yizhi thought about it and said, "Especially with the second brother, it's okay to please her...... What happened to their relationship? ”

Yi Yue and the second brother...... How to say it, if they don't look alike, where will people see that they are brother and sister.

Song Yiheng sighed.

"It's nothing, but ...... It's just not as good as we are. Song Yiheng said bluntly.

Feelings are such things, no matter what feelings are, they are two-way, Zhizhi is frank and good at expressing, like is like, dislike is not like, she has never been stingy in expressing her feelings.

Can be happy and Sui, they are introverted and not good at expression.

They have a good relationship with the sister and brother, but they are still not as close as they are with Zhizhi.

That's a matter of character.

"But why do I have a good relationship with them?" Song Yizhi raised his hand and gestured, and said in a very incomprehensible manner, "It stands to reason that your relationship should be better." ”

Song Yiheng thought about it.

Song Yizhi sat quietly on the stool.

"Let's make a fire." After the side dishes were prepared, Song Yiheng said.

Song Yizhi moved behind the stove.

"How to put it, their siblings have known about your existence since childhood, probably because of our description, they are curious and adoring you." Song Yiheng tried to find the root cause, "You have a better temper than us, you are good at communication, and you will naturally like you more after getting along." ”

That's probably why.

"Twigs." Shen Yiping's voice sounded, the voice fell, and the person appeared at the door.

Looking at his cousins one after the other, Song Yizhi smiled.

"Well, that's probably the reason." Song Yiheng and Song Yizhi said, and then said hello to the two.

Yi Yue is a twisted personality, and a little pampered, so he is silent, and the two of them will not be like Zhizhi.

"What is the reason?" Feng Yi'an asked, and then shouted Song Yizhi out from behind the stove and went over to light the fire himself.

Song Yiheng opened his mouth and said, "The reason why we are not so close to that sister and brother. ”

"......" Feng Yi'an added a piece of firewood and did not speak.

Shen Yiping came up to help Song Yiheng, and Song Yizhi, who had nothing to do, sat at the door.

"You also know that Feng Yi'an was cultivated by his father as a demon lord since he was a child, and as he grew older, his momentum of not being angry and self-righteous became heavier and heavier, and his temperament was also a little moody." Song Yiheng unrelentingly revealed Feng Yi'an's old bottom.

Feng Yi'an glanced at Song Yiheng and didn't refute anything.

"When Yi Yue was born, Feng Yi'an was very happy, but he was already a god at that time, and he lived in the temple all the year round, and he didn't have much time to see Yi Yue." Song Yiheng spoke unhurriedly, "As Yiyue grew up, her feelings for Feng Yi'an faded, and now she is afraid. (End of chapter)