Song Yuanhuanzhi

All afternoon, Song Huan and Qingqing were talking about what the other had experienced in the past few years, and Qingqing mostly said that Song Huan was listening.

Song Huan looked at the time for a while and said, "It's time for them to be on duty now, let's have dinner at home today."

When Qingqing heard the words, her heart was ready to move, but this was too much... Qingqing struggled and said: "I'd better eat outside, and I'll leave when I'm done."

Song Huan pulled Qingqing up, and said: "It's because you have been here for a short time that I took you there. How long have you been gone? Shouldn't I go to have a meal at home? Just to introduce you to a new member, so that there will be another pain in the future." Your sister-in-law is gone!"

There was a bit of bitterness behind Qingqing's raised smile.

Song Huan brought Qingqing into the house with a basket of vegetables in his hand, and Fu Yuanzhi had already arrived home by this time.

When Fu Yuanzhi saw Qingqing, he didn't realize it for a moment, he just felt familiar. Song Huan reminded Fu Yuanzhi that he suddenly remembered.

Qingqing sat in the small courtyard, the former little girl has now become a slim and tall girl, looking at the cozy courtyard, she suddenly remembered the days in Liu Zhai.

Song Huan came out with some tea and said, "Brother Fu is going to make dinner for dinner. I'll go over and call my younger brother and younger siblings. You wait a moment."

Qingqing held Song Huan's hand, with a trace of nervousness in her eyes, she said, "Sister, no need."

Song Huan patted Qingqing's hand and said, "Everyone has grown up since they were young, how can we not let brother come over when we get home?"

Song Huan went out the door, and there was a momentary pause when his hand landed on the door. No one except Song Huan noticed this slight abnormality.

When Qingqing looked over, Song Huan continued to go out without changing his smile.

Seeing Song Huan disappearing at the door, Qingqing looked away, and slowly turned the teacup with her hands, looking at the floating tea fragments in the teacup.

But after a while, Ah Di led Lan Lan into the courtyard behind Song Huan.

Qingqing's martial arts has improved, and hearing and eyesight are the basics. When she heard the footsteps, the movements of her hands froze. She turned her head slowly and saw the figure that hadn't been seen for a long time but had never been blurred. The three slowly became that one person.

The jade-like youth in memory gradually overlapped with the man in front of him.

Adi and Lan Lan looked at each other and introduced, "This is Sister Qingqing."

Brother behaves very naturally, Qingqing is his younger sister in his memory, commuting to and from school together, doing homework together, eating and washing dishes together.

Lan Lan was relieved to see that her husband was so magnanimous, and she raised a smile that was reserved for hospitality, the kind of smile that deliberately brings the relationship closer without making the other party feel uncomfortable.

Lan Lan let go of brother's hand, and walked towards Qingqing, her gestures were graceful, "Sister Qingqing."

Qingqing looked at the woman in front of her, her skin was like snow, her mouth was like Zhu Dan, her eyebrows were lightly swept, her fingers were slender, delicate and smooth.She smiled miserably from the bottom of her heart, thinking: Brother should be worthy of such a young lady.

Qingqing raised a smile, her face was calm, and she said in a clear voice: "Hi sister-in-law! Sister-in-law is so pretty!"

Lan Lan looked at Qingqing who was smiling and squinting, her face was blushing, and her voice was soft and waxy: "Your sister is too famous."

Qingqing sighed, even being shy is so graceful.

With Qingqing's words, the strangeness and estrangement that hadn't been seen for many years disappeared instantly.

Adi came over to help Lan Lan to sit down, and then he sat down by himself, and then Adi asked Song Huan the question that he asked today, and Qingqing said it again.

Lan Lan on the side listened silently, occasionally refilling tea for Adi and Qingqing.

Song Huan, who said he was helping in the kitchen, looked away.

Song Huan sighed.

It's not that she's sensitive, after all, Qingqing has lived with them for three years, so they have to let people in when they come, right?You can't even give people a meal, can you?
So it's not that the word avoidance can be used as an excuse for being rude.

Song Huan took Qingqing home. If Qingqing really had thoughts in her heart, she would give up after seeing Lan Lan and Adimu.

That year, when the bandit leader was negligent in disciplining Qingqing, Qingqing misunderstood the meaning of her husband. Later, because Fu Yuanzhi talked to her and explained the meaning and meaning of it, Qingqing really understood.

Since then, Qingqing has never mentioned the word Xianggong again.

Later, Song Huan often went to the mountains to hunt, and he naturally forgot about Qingqing's ignorant jokes.

But chatting with Qingqing this afternoon, she felt something was wrong from those words.

The stalagmite village was suppressed by bandits and turned into a stalagmite village. The bandit leader is fine. According to the bandit leader's thinking, the current situation is not stable, and Liaodong is fighting again. How can we promise Qingqing to come out alone, or in the capital?

Although Song Huan despises his own suspicion, but for the sake of caution, it is better to observe more.

It's not that she doesn't believe in Qingqing, but that she is afraid that Qingqing will be easily misled by others. After all, there is an example first.

Although Qingqing has also studied for several years, it is not that others say that the wind is the rain, but after all they have been separated for so long, they suddenly appeared, and they happened to run into each other when they had not been out of the street for a long time, the coincidence was too obvious.

Maybe it's because I want to leave the capital, so I'm a little more sensitive these days?

Song Huan pushed the firewood from the stove into it. Seeing the fire suddenly grow bigger, she let out a deep breath.

No matter what, whether it is a coincidence or a purpose, it is always right to be careful.

Song Huan held his chin, took a deep breath, and a puff of firewood smoke was inhaled into his lungs together with the air. Song Huan was choked and coughed violently, and physiological tears flowed out of the corners of his eyes instantly.

Fu Yuanzhi put down the knife, hurried over, took Song Huan away from Chai Yan, and said, "What's the matter? Choked by the smoke?"

Song Huan was speechless, Fu Yuanzhi had no choice but to say, "Go and drink some water, I'll come here, you just sit outside and accompany them."

Come in to observe Qingqing and Song Huan who helps out by the way: "...cough cough"

Song Huan suddenly came out of the kitchen and poured a cup of tea down. He took the handkerchief from someone and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes.

Song Huan looked at the three people who were staring at him, grinned, and said, "It's been a long time since I've lit a fire, and the firewood is damp."

Brother thought of the heavy rain last night, and nodded in agreement, "It rained heavily last night, maybe it was flooded by the rain."

Song Huan nodded hastily, not wanting to continue this embarrassing topic, so she changed the subject and said, "Where did you talk about? How did I hear about Jian'an County just now?"

Qingqing nodded and said, "Sister, so you were also in Jian'an County during the tea party?"

Song Huan was confused, and only understood the superficial meaning, nodded and said, "Yes."

Qingqing said with regret: "I also went to Jian'an County two days before the tea party, but it's a pity that I didn't meet you..."

Song Huan understood, and then asked doubtfully, "Why did you go to Jian'an County?"

Qingqing said: "I didn't have a specific place to go at that time, so I just walked around and arrived at Jian'an County."