Six years later, she took three milk balls to blow up the world

Chapter 884 The mysterious man in the guest house
The sky was dark, and the house was brightly lit.

When Bai Shao came home from get off work, he saw someone delivering food to the guest house during dinner time, and he couldn't help but take a curious look.

Mr. Song noticed her gaze and coughed lightly.

Bai Shao looked away and looked at the old man: "Grandpa, are there guests at our house?"

"Yes, a friend of grandpa." Mr. Song spoke concisely and to avoid Bai Shao's endless questioning, so he added: "I haven't contacted him for many years, and I haven't even met Xiaojing."

Have you never seen it in Song Dynasty?

A friendship of 30 to [-] years is so strong?They even made a special trip to visit?
Bai Shao was actually a little curious, but Mr. Song obviously didn't want to say more, so she couldn't ask any more questions.

"Xiao Shao, my friend Xi Jing, please try not to go there these days. Let's eat." After saying that, Mr. Song concentrated on eating.

Bai Shao also lowered her head to eat, but was muttering in her heart.

Grandpa is a friend who must be very withdrawn. He usually comes to other people's homes as guests. How can he not come out to have dinner with him?

It was made so mysterious that people who didn't know it thought they were imprisoned prisoners...

Bai Shao was thinking wildly, and suddenly remembered that Song Jing said he would come back later, but no one had come back yet. She couldn't help but feel a little worried, and quickly forgot about this mysterious guest.

In the front yard, Lin Jingqing was on hunger strike.

"Let your young master come to see me, or I won't eat." Lin Jingqing leaned weakly on the bedside with a determined expression.

The servant who delivered the meal hesitated for a long time and had no choice but to report it.

"Master, the guest in the front yard wants to see the young master."

"No." Mr. Song replied coldly.

The servant was a little worried: "But the lady refused to eat..."

"If you don't want to eat, you'll be hungry. You won't die of hunger in a day or two." Mr. Song's eyes became colder and colder.

The servant saw this and did not dare to ask any more questions. He could only go back and continue to persuade Lin Jingqing to eat.

At midnight, Song Jing returned to the house.

He subconsciously looked towards the living room.

There was a faint yellow light over there, and it was quiet. In the past, no one lived there, and there would be lights on there, but for some reason, Song Jing always felt that there was something different tonight.

He stood for a moment and quickly went back to his room to change clothes.

Bai Shao had just finished taking a shower and came out of the bathroom wiping her hair.

"You're back, have you eaten?" Bai Shao asked with concern.

Song Jing stepped forward and hugged her into his arms.

Her unique fragrance penetrated his nose, and her body was soft and fragrant. He wanted to eat her more than eating.

"Xiao Shao..." He lowered his head and captured her lips.

Bai Shao disliked him coming back from outside without changing his clothes. She pushed him several times but was grabbed by the hand and raised to the top of his head.

...In the end, he succeeded!

After feeling satisfied, Song Jing went to the bathroom holding her clothes.

Bai Shao touched her red and swollen lips, her big watery eyes were full of tenderness and honey, and her white and tender face was flushed, like peach blossoms in the warm spring sun.

The flowers are blooming just right and the spring is shining brightly.

After her heartbeat calmed down, Bai Shao went to order the servant to prepare a meal.

When Song Jing came out of the shower, Bai Shao took him downstairs to eat.

Song Jing was indeed hungry and had a good appetite. Although he ate in a hurry, his movements were dignified and elegant engraved in his bones.

How could a man even eat so beautifully?
Bai Shao held her face in her hands and watched Song Jing eating with relish.

Song Jing didn't take it seriously and occasionally glanced at his wife with his dark eyes. He was already used to his young wife acting like a nymphomaniac from time to time.

After finishing the meal in a loving atmosphere, Song Jing held Bai Shao's hand and ate in the backyard.

When he reached the intersection, Bai Shao suddenly remembered something.

"Husband, did you know that we have guests in the living room?" Bai Shao said in a low voice. "What?" Song Jing seemed a little distracted.

Bai Shao pulled him and said, "Grandpa said that he has a friend you don't even know living in our backyard. He asked me to try not to disturb him."

Song Jing said nothing, his thick eyebrows frowned slightly.

Bai Shao didn't know what he meant, so he asked curiously: "Didn't grandpa tell you about that guest?"

Song Jing felt a little confused.

Lin Jingqing lives in the guest house, but grandpa does not tell Xiao Shao the truth and reminds her not to go near the guest house. It is obvious that he does not want Xiao Shao to know the existence of Lin Jingqing.

Does grandpa hate Lin Jingqing so much?
"Why don't you speak?" Bai Shao asked.

Song Jing didn't know what he should say. He wanted to tell Bai Shao the truth, but he was worried that Bai Shao would be unable to help but visit Lin Jingqing after knowing it. He couldn't let it happen before he found out whether what Lin Jingqing said was true or false. Bai Shao goes on an adventure,
I don't want her to think wildly, and I don't want her to worry.

Even if there were any unknown risk factors, he would eliminate them for Bai Shao.

Song Jing took Bai Shao's hand and said, "Grandpa mentioned to me once that this guest doesn't like to be disturbed, so we should try to avoid it."

Bai Shao nodded.

study.

Song Jing opened the door and walked in.

"You're here." Mr. Song took off his reading glasses from the bridge of his nose and glanced at his grandson.

"Yeah." Song Jing sat down opposite him.

The brat is obviously in a bad mood and has something on his mind.

Mr. Song sighed: "Did Xiao Shao ask you about Li Rong?"

Song Jing said nothing.

"You haven't told her everything, have you?" the old man asked.

Song Jing said with a cold face: "I didn't want Xiao Shao to worry, so I didn't say anything."

"That's good." Mr. Song breathed a sigh of relief, "Although this woman is your mother, she has married and had children in recent years, and she has ignored you. She obviously doesn't want to go home or acknowledge you. us."

Mr. Song's tone became stern: "In this case, there is no need for us to be merciful to her. It's okay not to recognize such an ungrateful woman."

Song Jing's face darkened, and he looked at the old man and said, "She said that she lost her memory back then and couldn't remember who she was or the people and things in the Song family."

"Amnesia? Do you really believe what she said?" Mr. Song snorted heavily, "I think she saw that your father died and it was hard to be a widow, so she found another man to be with. She is unkind and unjust! No! Be a woman!"

Mr. Song said the last four words particularly seriously.

Song Jing glanced at him and said nothing more for Lin Jingqing.

Anyway, he will find out the truth one day.

"This woman wants to go on a hunger strike to blackmail me. She's dreaming. Let's see how long she can resist!" Mr. Song said angrily.

"What is she blackmailing you for?" Song Jing asked.

Mr. Song's eyes were a little unnatural, and he changed the topic: "Forget it, let's not talk about these unhappy things, what are you going to do with this woman? What I mean is to send her far away, and never want her again..."

"But she is my mother!" Song Jing interrupted him.

Mr. Song was a little dissatisfied, but he knew his grandson's temper very well. If you go against him, the brat will only become more stubborn.

"Then are you really ready to recognize her?" Mr. Song was a little worried.

"I will find out what happened back then!" Song Jing left these words behind and left.

Mr. Song was startled for a moment, then sighed deeply and slumped back in his chair.

If your grandson wants to investigate, let him do it.

Paper can never cover fire!
Song Jing walked out of the study and walked outside the house again without knowing it.

The lights in the living room in front of him were still on, and the people inside had not rested yet. Who was she waiting for?

Song Jing was a little confused.

(End of this chapter)