Song nodded lightly, pitiful.

The most important thing is to be able to settle down and get a household registration. So as long as you are recognized by the clan, it is not difficult to settle down.

After listening to his grandfather's words, Song Qiming couldn't help but nod.

"Okay, I'll go to the patriarch's house in the evening and inquire."

Speaking of this, Song Qiming looked at Song Qing and couldn't help blushing a little, "I have another junior this time, but I don't know what to call you." ”

Sure enough, in ancient times, people paid great attention to their clansmen, especially those of their own clan, and they would treat them preferentially.

After all, if you want to develop well, the clansmen must be united, this is what the ancients thought.

Thinking of this, Song chuckled and nodded, "Uncle clan, just call your name directly." ”

That's right!

After Song Qiming heard this, he was embarrassed, it seemed that he should be younger than this girl.

Sure enough, it's a big generation, that's it.

Nowadays, there are still many people in the village who are still in their thirties and forties and still call him uncle.

However, after knowing that Song Qing was his own clan, he was a lot more cordial to Song Qing.

Although, I was a little disappointed to know that it was not my aunt's daughter, but it was also good to have multiple clansmen.

The most important thing is that this girl is a little similar to her lost little aunt, if she can see it often in the future, then her grandfather will be very happy.

Thinking of this, Song Qiming nodded.

"Okay, then I'll call you by name. I don't know where you live and how we can contact you. You said before that you wanted to settle down and come back, I'll go back in the evening and talk to the patriarch, and then contact you. ”

Song was naturally happy after hearing this, as long as she successfully settled down, she would be a person with household registration in the future.

"Okay, thank you, Uncle Clan, I'll live in the Haozai Inn not far away."

"Okay, I see, I'll contact you then."

After all, if it is really an orphan girl left by the clan, naturally she cannot be left out and bullied by others. Otherwise, this will spread out, where will their Song Jialing's man's face go.

The large-scale tear-jerking scene of confession finally became like this, but things are still developing on the good side in the end.

Will it be successful or not? The patriarch and the clansmen of Song Jialing recognized her or not. After all, no one would casually recognize a clansman? Therefore, the authenticity of Song Qing's words is still very high.

Speaking of which? Song Qing is not lying, she is indeed their descendant? It's just that 1,400 years more have passed.

So just admit it? Then she will be able to settle in Yanyun County justifiably.

Song Qing was talking to Song Qiming and them, and occasionally looked in the direction of the third master intentionally or unintentionally.

Seeing the other party turn around and leave directly? Song Qing didn't eat the wontons, and chased after him with his skirt.

"Third Master."

Hearing Song Qing's voice, the third master, who had already walked far away, paused, and his footsteps subconsciously slowed down.

But it still hasn't stopped? Instead, he continued to walk forward.

"Wow......"

Footsteps came, and soon Song Qing came to his side.

"Third master, why don't you wait for me, and you still walk so fast."

Song Qing may not have noticed it herself, she seems to be coquettish now, and the smoke and waves are shining.

"By the way? Why are you here? ”

Seeing that he didn't speak, Song Qing continued to ask while keeping up with him.

"Third master, have you eaten?"

"There's a restaurant in front, why don't I invite you to dinner! It's almost nine o'clock now, and I haven't eaten yet. ”

"Third master, I'm so hungry."

"Third master? Can you go slower. ”

"I'm not healed from my foot injury? Just ran on both sides? Now it hurts to death. ”

Third Master!

Third Master!

Third Master!

At this time, the third master only felt as if there was a bee flying in his ears, and it continued.

He wanted to be quiet now.

Song Qing still wants to continue? I saw a hand reach out and pinched the back of her neck directly.

"Be quiet."

The third master's voice was low and serious? It's like a spring on a snow-capped mountain, which makes people listen to it and it's cool.

This man's hand holding the back of her neck is strong? But it's not heavy.

The third master's fingers were a little cool, but they were also warm when they felt carefully.

Feeling the temperature coming from his hand, Song Qing subconsciously shrank his neck, and his face burned unconsciously.

Third master, this, is this considered a hooligan?

Song Qing subconsciously glanced up at the man.

A cold and hard face, cold eyes, and a serious seriousness.

Sure enough, playing hooligan or something, it doesn't seem to have anything to do with him.

The touch under the hand is silky and delicate, and it looks like a shelled egg, which is very soft.

Subconsciously, the third master pinched the thumb on the back of her neck and rubbed it gently.

"Hmm~"

Perhaps sensing his fingers move, Song Qing shrank his neck and snorted subconsciously.

The third master's hand stiffened, and he instantly withdrew his hand, and without saying a word, he walked past Song Qing and walked to the front.

Song Qing stood in place and reached out and touched his neck. For a moment, she felt her heart beat fast.

Delusion, definite delusion.

"Gollum ......"

I'm so hungry!

Her stomach growled.

Song Qing glanced up at the long figure of the third master, and couldn't help but raise his heels.

Gu Weimu, who was following aside, did not squint.

He didn't see anything just now, he didn't see it, the third master bullied other people's little girls.

Song Qing was about to say goodbye to them and go to eat something first, when he saw that the third master had already stepped on the steps at the door of the restaurant.

Seeing this, Song Qing naturally followed.

At this time, there were many people sitting in the hall of the restaurant, and when Song Qing and his party walked in the door, they quickly attracted the attention of many people.

Seeing them walk in, the shopkeeper who greeted the guests immediately walked over.

"Welcome, a few guest officers, please."

Gu Wei: "Let's have a private room." ”

Shopkeeper: "Okay, okay, a few guest officers upstairs, please." ”

Next, the shopkeeper led the way and the third master walked to the front, Song Qing followed behind, and Gu Wei followed last.

After Song Qing and the others came to the box and sat down, someone soon brought tea, a plate of peanuts, and a bottle of wine.

……

It was quiet in the box at this time.

Song Qing sat opposite the third master, holding chopsticks and peanuts to eat, while Gu Wei stood solemnly at the door with a long sword in his hand.

As a personal guard, he naturally has a fixed time to change shifts and eat, so the rest of the time is naturally to protect the safety of the third master.

Not long after Song Qing and the others sat down, soon someone brought the dishes one after another.

Stewed whole chicken, there is also a braised fish, other pork ribs, fried meat, in short, there is always a full table.

Song Qing was dumbfounded and pointed to the table in front of him.

"This, that's too much!"

The third master didn't speak, but reached out and poured himself a glass of wine, and then slowly began to eat and drink.

Song Qing glanced up at the man, and couldn't help but roll his eyes subconsciously.

“……”

This man is really too quiet.

As a foodie, there is no resistance to eating nature.

Looking at the table full of dishes, Song Qing directly chose a start.