I quietly became a big boss in the novice village

Soon, when they came to Song Mansion, Song Yuanwai and his wife led them to Song Xiaochun's yard.

At this moment, Song Xiaochun kept waving his sword in the yard, he didn't look like a person who wanted to get married, Song Yuanwai and his wife looked at each other, and couldn't help but sigh in their hearts.

Song Xiaochun was slightly startled by Bu Fan's arrival, but still put away his sword and invited Bu Fan into the house.

The white cat on the tree wanted to see what was going on, but she didn't dare to go down the tree.

Because at this moment, a little girl and a big toad were staring at her, with little stars in their eyes.

"The kitty will definitely not be able to get down, little frog, let's help it!"

Xiao Xibao glanced at the toad, and pointed with his little hand, "Little frog, use twine!"

The white cat was ashamed.

Come again?

However, looking at the huge toad, if it was crushed, her life would definitely be lost, so she suddenly fled and fled.

Toad looked at Xiao Xibao who was at the side.

Xiao Xibao stroked his chin, and said with joy on his small face, "The little cat must want to play catch and catch with us, little frog, let's go after it!"

Hearing the voice behind, the white cat staggered and almost fell, she really wanted to yell, who has time to play games with you, a kid?

But seeing that Xiao Xibao and Toad were about to catch up, how dare she stay, and ran away desperately.

Just like that, a strange scene appeared in the Song Mansion, a little girl and a toad were chasing a white cat to play.

And at the same time.

Song Yuanwai and Mrs. Song knew that Bu Fan had something to talk to Song Xiaochun, so they left on the grounds that they had something to deal with, leaving only Bu Fan and Song Xiaochun behind.

Bu Fan didn't talk nonsense, and asked about Song Xiaochun and Yang Yulan straight to the point.

"Why do you care so much about my affairs?" Song Xiaochun looked at him.

Bu Fan had a black line on his forehead.

Why did he sound so awkward?

"If your mother didn't ask me to keep the matchmaker, I wouldn't bother to deal with your affairs! Tell me, are you serious about Yang Yulan, or are you just trying to deal with your parents?"

"Even if I deal with my parents, so what?" Song Xiaochun said softly.

"Then I can only refuse your parents' job as a matchmaker. I don't want to forcefully match two people I don't like." Bu Fan shrugged.

"Then let's forget about this matter, and you don't need to protect the media, anyway, she refused!" Song Xiaochun was silent for a moment, shaking his head.

"If that's the case, don't bother!"

Bu Fan stood up without hesitation and walked outside.

But halfway through, he turned his head to look at Song Xiaochun.

"You know that dispensable look you had just now, it really sucks. If I were younger, I would have punched you in the face a few times!"

"Oh? Now that I'm old, I can't raise my fist anymore?" Song Xiaochun looked up.

"Yeah, old, no longer young!"

Bu Fan did not refute Song Xiaochun's words, but sighed.

"I don't know what feelings you have for Yang Yulan, but if you really like her, then you should bravely chase her instead of staying in the small yard and not caring about anything!"

Bu Fan looked at the scenery outside the door, and strode outside.

Suddenly, a voice came from behind.

"I don't know what liking is, but I don't dislike her, it's easy to talk to her, and I don't feel bored!"

Bu Fan paused, "If you're not sure what's on your mind, you might as well ask the other party what they mean!?"

With that said, Bu Fan stepped out of the room.

Song Xiaochun kept silent, sitting quietly in the room, the tea beside him was steaming.

After an unknown amount of time, a white cat with messy hair came in from the outside, as if it had experienced some kind of torture.

The little devil finally left.

Luo Qingcheng wanted to cry in her heart, but compared to the little devil, she was more curious about what the mysterious existence wanted to do with the young master.

Why does Mr. Song seem a little unhappy?

"I'm going out for a trip!"

Suddenly, Song Xiaochun stood up, as if he had a decision in his eyes.

"Young master, I'll go with you!"

Luo Qingcheng was about to jump on Song Xiaochun's shoulders as usual, but Song Xiaochun refused.

"No, I'll go alone this time!" Song Xiaochun shook his head.

"But you will get lost!" Luo Qingcheng said anxiously.

"No, the place I'm going is not very far!" Song Xiaochun still shook his head.

Luo Qingcheng: "..."

Can she say that as long as you go out, you can get lost?

……

the other side.

After Bu Fan left Song Xiaochun's room, he was greeted with eager inquiries from Song Yuanwai and Mrs. Song. Bu Fan simply explained that he asked Song Xiaochun to think about it for a few days.

After that, Bu Fan took Xiao Xibao and left the Song Mansion.

"Master, what do you mean by the mayor? What do you mean by asking Xiaochun to think about it for a few days? If Xiaochun agrees, what else is there to think about?"

Mrs. Song looked at Yuanwai Song, who was at the side, and cast a questioning look.

"Maybe the mayor meant to let Xiaochun consider whether he really likes the Yang family?" Yuanwai Song sighed.

"But..."

Mrs. Song wanted to say something else, but Yuanwai Song shook his head.

"Ma'am, what the mayor said is not unreasonable. If Xiaochun decides to marry Yang only because of the two of us, it will be unfair to Yang and Xiaochun."

Song Yuanwai held Mrs. Song's hand, and said in a low tone: "Sometimes in fate, there must be something, and there is always time in fate. Don't force it. If Xiaochun is really destined to have no wife, it can only be said that this is his fate!"

Hearing what her husband said, Mrs. Song stopped talking, and she had already given up any hope for this marriage.

After all, if her son who doesn't know anything is allowed to think about marriage, then this matter will definitely fail.

"Father, do I want to go out?"

Suddenly, a voice interrupted Mrs. Song's thoughts.

"Where are you going now?"

Song Yuanwai frowned, in fact, he regretted that Xiaochun should not have been allowed to cultivate immortals in the first place, otherwise he would stay in the village, and now he would be full of children and grandchildren.

"Go and meet Yang Yulan!" Song Xiaochun said flatly.

"What did you go to see her for?"

Song Yuanwai and Mrs. Song were slightly taken aback, and looked at Song Xiaochun suspiciously.

"I have something to tell her, I'll be back soon!"

Song Xiaochun's tone was still flat, as he spoke, he walked outside before Song Yuanwai and his wife could speak.

Song Yuanwai and Mrs. Song looked at each other, and they could see the confusion in each other's eyes.

"Master, what is Xiaochun going to do with Mrs. Yang?" Mrs. Song said.

"I thought maybe there might be hope in this!"

Song Yuanwai was silent for a moment, a little uncertain.

"You mean Xiaochun..."

Mrs. Song's voice paused, her eyes flashed with joy, and she said anxiously: "Then let someone take Xiao Chun to Yang's house as soon as possible!"

"Ma'am, you forgot that Xiaochun went to Yang's house last time, don't worry!" Yuanwai Song reassured.

Only then did Mrs. Song remember that the last time Fan Xiaolian worshiped the mayor as her teacher, they did ask Song Xiaochun to go to Yang Yulan's house to congratulate her.

It was fine that time, it will be fine this time