Duanmu turns around and sees Mrs. song across the table. He goes forward respectfully and says hello to her.
Near five o'clock, the banquet is about to start. Yan Shiqi sweeps his eyes around the banquet hall and twists his eyebrows suspiciously. Why hasn't the fourth brother and his brother-in-law come yet?!
They said they had something to deal with, so they left the compound at three o'clock.
The banquet has started, but it hasn't come back yet. Is it delayed?!
Inkstone when seven can't help thinking, and her side of Wen orange, seems calm, but slightly falling lips and keep Piao to the entrance of the line of sight, obviously also anxiously waiting for Lei Ruixiu.
But I don't know that behind them, the old man of song's face was a little gloomy since he was seated
Song Qiyu sat beside her, calmly poured a glass of water for her, while outsiders did not observe, nodded and said: "grandma, this is not happy?"
Mrs. song's eyes fell on his face with a smile on her wrinkled mouth. "You smelly boy, did you know she was married long ago?"
"Not too early, just a month ago." The Song Qi Yu hook lip indifferently returned a sentence.
The old man of song snorted softly, with a rare dissatisfaction: "since I know, why don't you tell Grandma? If I had known, I wouldn't have said those words in front of brother Duanmu."
Song Qiyu received the sight of old lady song. He pushed the water cup in front of her. "Grandma, don't be angry. Do you know who she married? "
Old lady song took a breath, raised her hand, put the cup on her lips, and squinted, "who is it?"
Song Qiyu rubbed his finger and his eyes sank vaguely: "Li Cheng, Qin family."
With a thump, Mrs. song dropped her water cup on the ground.
At this time, the noise in the hall and the sound of broken porcelain cups only attracted the attention of a few people.
The service staff quickly came to clean up the debris. After they left, song Laofu looked at Song Qiyu solemnly: "seriously?"
He didn't answer, just... Nodded slowly in response.
Seeing this, a wisp of melancholy appeared at the bottom of Mrs. song's eyes. She took a sip of the newly delivered water cup, and her tone was inexplicable: "it's actually the Qin family."
The eyes of the two met again. The old lady sighed and looked around with vigilance. When she lowered her head and pretended to tidy up her clothes, she warned, "ah Yu, grandma, no matter what you want to do, you can't have any more accidents, you know?
The current situation of the Song family does not allow you to make any mistakes. You should also promise your grandmother that the resentment with the Qin family will not affect the Duanmu family.
You don't think I have a good relationship with Duanmu family, but if we are enemies, the Song family will suffer. "
Mr. Song lived for most of his life and saw a lot of things thoroughly.
When the war was raging, everyone thought that she sold the textile factory as a righteous act to save the country.
But who knows that if she didn't, the Song family would have been overthrown in troubled times.
If there is no skin, there will be no hair.
She's a girl. If she doesn't have the courage and mind, how can she make the Song family stable in troubled times.
Now, in this peaceful and prosperous age, the feat of that year is praiseworthy, but only the old lady knows that she had to do it.
Old lady song's obscure reminder made the look in her eyes a little quiet.
He pursed his lips, nodded respectfully and neatly, "grandma, don't worry, I won't act impulsively."