Xue Fu chuckled: "how? Mother and daughter have no overnight feud. I know your mother's temperament best. On the surface, she looks cold and hard to touch. Only she is the easiest to be soft hearted. As long as your attitude is sincere enough, she will forgive you. "

Xuanyuan Ying'er finally made up her mind. She whispered, "Aunt Xue, shall we go there together?"

Xue Fu doesn't understand the little girl's dependence on herself now, but she really can't go now. Originally, song Qingqing was angry because of Xueying. If she reappeared, she was afraid that she would misunderstand something, so she tried to avoid it.

Thinking of this, she apologized and said, "Ying'er, Aunt Xue can't accompany you. Maybe it was windy when she came here just now. Now she has a headache."

The little girl naturally can't force her any more, hastily urge: "then you go to have a rest, my own business, I'll deal with it by myself."

Schaeffer reached out and rubbed the top of her hair. "Darling, it's going to get better."

Little girl heart some uneasy, really good? She didn't know, but she knew that she was afraid that she would not be able to meet Xueying again.

When she came to song Qingqing's yard, she saw Xiao Yu coming with a soup bowl. She said, "Xiao Yu, hasn't my mother had dinner yet?"

When Xiao Yu saw that it was her, she had a gentle smile on her face: "I've used it for a long time. Maybe I had a cold, and I had a bad cough at night. My subordinate asked the small kitchen to boil Sydney juice for her, so I'll send it to her."

The little girl felt a little self reproach. Her mother was sick, and she was angry with her. It was really unfilial.

She volunteered, "give me the Sydney juice? I'll send her in. "

Xiao Yu naturally knows that she was punished. As a subordinate, although she didn't persuade her in the middle, she was willing to let her mother and daughter get rid of the estrangement as soon as possible, so she nodded and handed the Sydney juice to the little girl.

"Slow down. Don't burn it." Xiao Yurou asked.

The little girl nodded, turned around and walked quickly to the direction of the study.

In the end, things are too busy, it is late at night, she did not go to rest.

When she was about to walk to the door, there was a faint cough in the room, which made the little girl's heart immediately lift up. She did not hesitate to push the door of the study open. Looking up, she saw that under the yellow candle fire, Song Qing was wearing a plain Cape, looking down at something.

Song Qing listened to the footsteps behind him, but he didn't lift his head. "Xiao Yu, put the things on the table. Go back to sleep. I need to wait for a while to go back." Then he coughed again.

The little girl stepped forward quickly, pressed the fold in her hand and said, "you are not allowed to look at it. What's the cough like? Don't worry about your body?"

Song tilted her eyebrows and looked at her. The fundus of her eyes was a flash of complexity. She tried her best to suppress the low cough in her throat and scolded in a deep voice: "don't you want to kneel in the small Buddha Hall? How did you sneak out? "

The little girl blinked her eyes smartly and said: "I'm not worried about my mother's body? So I came to see you. I brought you Sydney juice. You have a drink

Seeing her busy figure, song Qingqing continued to reprimand her.

The little girl was considerate. She gave her a drink of Sydney juice by herself. Seeing her sip it, she was relieved and said carefully, "mother, I know I'm wrong. I won't make you angry any more."

Song Qingqing stopped drinking Sydney juice and looked at her solemnly: "do you know what's wrong?"

The little girl's face was stiff. She bit her lip for a long time and said, "I shouldn't go out of the house without my mother's permission. I shouldn't contradict my mother."

Before she could finish her words, Song Qing slapped her face on the table, shaking her whole body and clenching her fist subconsciously.

Song tilted his eyebrows and looked at her: "why do you always avoid the heavy and take the light? You know that the reason why your mother asked you to kneel is not that."

Little girl's eyes flashed a struggle, she was not reconciled to say: "mother, can you tell me where the blood shadow in the end is not good? Why don't you agree that I should associate with him? "

Song Qing forced to close her eyes. Can she tell the secret? No, she must not say, even if the little girl said she was unreasonable, said she was arbitrary, in this matter, she must not have any compromise.

She said calmly: "Ying'er, if you still can't repent, don't say anything to your mother. Go back."

The little girl's face quickly became pale and ugly. She got up and was about to leave, but she heard song Qingqing's coughing. Without hesitation, she stretched out her hand and hugged her and said, "Niang, please don't drive me away. I... I'll listen to you, and I won't associate with him any more, OK?"

Song Qingqing reached out and stroked her soft hair. She said in her heart, "shadow, you will understand your mother's painstakingness one day.".

At this time, in the morning market city, under the cover of night, several carriages raced along the narrow mountain road, and no one could see what the carriages were covered with tarpaulin.

Shangguanrui has been having a headache for several days, and the production of fire oil is getting less and less. However, the old clan leader in charge of fire oil claims that it is caused by over exploitation in recent days.

Miaozhen walks out quickly from the outside. When he sees shangguanrui, he wants to say nothing.

Shangguanrui quickly held back all the people in the room and said in a low voice, "have you found out any reason in huoyoushan these days?"

Miaozhen said: "it seems that something is wrong."

Shangguanrui doesn't understand and looks at him: "what did you say is wrong?"

Miaozhen thought about it carefully before he explained in a low voice: "after a few days of exploration in the fire oil pool, I found that the amount of oil they extracted was inconsistent with the data presented. To put it simply, they produced more oil, but less than half of them entered the military warehouse."

Shangguanrui is secretly frightened. He subconsciously asks, "what about the other half?"

Miaozhen said, "how do I know? I'm afraid I'll have to ask the old clan leader. After all, these things are all done by him. We just want to find out, but we can't find out. "

Shangguanrui sneered and pursed his lips: "that old guy can't tell the truth at all. I asked him before, and he only said that he had adopted less."

Miaozhen's eyes flashed and said, "it seems that the old guy is planning something in secret."

Shangguanrui narrowed his eyes dangerously and said in a cold voice: "the old clan leader's family is very famous in Chenxu city. Because of the exploitation of kerosene for generations, he has accumulated a lot of wealth. It's not too much to say that he is a famous family. When the leader of chenguo was there, he was afraid of him. Now we Jinxi occupy Chenxu City, but he didn't show any objection, It is enough to show that he is a smooth man and knows how to survive. "

Wonderful really clear nod: "we are afraid to want to check his words, also not easy."

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