The best girl traveled through time and took the system to escape.

The little guy's appearance made Song Nan laugh out loud. From the corner of his eye, he saw Liu Qiaoer half-closed his eyes and was about to go to sleep. Song Nan quickly kept silent.

It was raining at this time and there was nowhere to move.

Song Nan simply pulled little Song Xi to sleep on the other side of the carriage, and also took two bags of clothes and placed them beside Liu Qiaoer to prevent her from falling while sleeping.

Perhaps she had been bored in the cave for too long, so she closed her eyes and became quiet and fell asleep quickly.

After a while, the only sound of breathing was the sound of three people in the carriage.

"98, 99, one hundred!"

Song Hao finished counting another hundred and hurriedly opened the curtain: "Aunt, I finished counting again..."

Hey?

The three of them fell asleep so quickly?

Thinking of what his mother had just told him, Song Hao silently closed the curtain. He would not disturb their sleep!

However, how many hundred did you count just now?

Song Hao couldn't remember anymore, he frowned and sighed: "Five hundred is too hard to count. Why did my mother have to go for so long?"

"Forget it, just think it's just a hundred! I'll get a stone to help me remember it!"

Song Hao picked up a stone on the ground and placed it on the wooden board outside the carriage.

After looking at the stone for a while, he nodded: "Song Hao, come on! It's just counting five hundred, you can do it!"

……

When Dou Xiaomei and Song's mother packed up their things and walked over together, they saw Song Hao standing alone in the rain, mumbling something.

There were many stones placed on the carriage board next to him.

Mother Song was the first to ask, "Xiao Hao, why don't you go into the carriage?"

"Brother, Fang Cheng said, men and women are not intimate, and I can't stay with girls." As soon as Song Hao finished speaking, he saw the figure behind his breast, and he immediately did not dare to continue.

Song Hao felt a pain in his butt when he thought about that night.

He would never dare to mention the issue of sexual intercourse between men and women in front of his mother again!

After smiling, Song Hao pointed to the more than ten stones on the car board and asked with an aggrieved look: "Mom, didn't you say you would come back after I counted five hundred? I already counted dozens and fifteen. !you're lying!"

He counted a hundred and then put a pebble on the carriage board. Now there were fourteen pebbles on the carriage board. He had counted 66 just now!

Dou Xiaomei looked at the stones and roughly guessed how her son counted them.

She turned around in confusion: "Mom is not lying, she is counting in her mind, exactly five hundred. Did you count too fast? Otherwise, how could there be so many?"

Song Hao waved his hands hurriedly, trying to prove it for himself: "I'm not counting fast! I'll count for you, one, two, three...ten, it's not fast at all."

He counted very slowly.

Just like when his fourth uncle taught him to learn Chinese characters, he would read them one by one.

"Well, maybe I'm counting slowly, so I'll tell you why I haven't reached five hundred yet. Next time, let's agree on how fast we're going to count in advance. That way it'll be fine!"

Dou Xiaomei dismissed the matter with a few words, and her silly son nodded happily and wanted to flirt with her.

After settling his son's matter, he heard his mother-in-law speak.

"Is your sister-in-law here?"

"Here they are, they fell asleep inside, and I never left!" Song Hao puffed out his chest, looking like he was begging for praise.

Seeing this, Song's mother did not hesitate to praise her grandson. She was embarrassed to praise her grandson before she stopped talking.

"Now that I'm here to guard you, you can go find your third and fourth uncles. I guess your father won't be free at the moment."

While talking about Mrs. Song, she stretched out her hand to help the little guy hold the bamboo hat. She thought that if she had time to wait, she would ask Mrs. Zhuang to make another bamboo hat for the two children. They had to stretch out their hands to hold the big bamboo hat while wearing it. Not convenient either.

Although the little girl's bamboo hat was found, it was crushed by the stones and could not be worn at all.

"okay!"

Song Hao held the bamboo hat with both hands and ran out, fearing that he would be caught again.

Dou Xiaomei looked at his back, worried that this brat might accidentally fall down.Seeing him running safely into the shed, he looked away.

Seeing that her mother-in-law was planning to stand outside, Dou Xiaomei hurriedly said: "Mom, I'll just keep watch. You haven't had any rest during this time. Get in the car and squeeze in with Nannan and the others. I'm here to keep watch, no more than you." Is it safe?"

Dou Xiaomei's words were rough and unreasonable, and Mrs. Song couldn't refute them.

My eldest daughter-in-law can beat ten of her by herself, so she is indeed safer than him.

But we can't let her guard him all the time.

"You go in and rest first. I'll call you in half an hour and we'll take turns." Mother Song said.

What else did Dou Xiaomei want to say: "But..."

"It's nothing but, hurry up!"

The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law finally "talked", and Dou Xiaomei took the lead in entering the carriage and found a small corner to curl up her legs and take a nap.

Mother Song stood outside the car alone with her bamboo hat, looking at the ox carts and carriages on the roadside and a few sheds not far away in a daze.Xiang Yang's strange words and the time he asked her name came to mind.

And he said that an elder in the family was lost when he was young...

It shouldn't be such a coincidence, right?

But she quickly shook her head to shake this ridiculous idea out of her mind.

Although he was young when he was lost, he still remembered that his family was not a business family like Xiang Yang's.

What's more, she didn't believe that the relative she had missed for nearly 40 years appeared in front of her just by chance.

It’s just that they have the same surname...

But Xiang Yang didn't think like Song's mother. He couldn't wait to tell his father in Yuzhou City about this immediately!

Aunt Fang is the same age as the aunt Daddy mentioned!

Also lost when he was young!

And she still remembered her surname was Fang!

The most important thing is that she always gives herself a feeling of déjà vu!

Fang Xiangyang has been traveling all over the country for so many years and has met all kinds of people, but no one has ever given him such a feeling!

Unfortunately, he was too anxious when he asked, and Aunt Fang only wanted to say her surname, not her first name.

If the name is the same as my aunt...

That Xiang Yang couldn't imagine what his father would do if he knew about this, and his grandfather who was far away in the capital...

"Dad? Why are you so dazed? This is what happened after you went out. Don't go out anymore and leave all your business to me. I will definitely do better than you." Fang Chengyue said, his eyes brightening. .

Xiang Yang was dissatisfied when his thoughts were interrupted. When he heard Fang Cheng's words, he rolled his eyes angrily: "You take care of it? Our family drinks northwest wind?"

He thinks about how to usurp the throne every day!

Shouldn't you study hard at this age?

The three masters at home were so angry that if it weren't for the sake of the Fang family, how could those masters be willing to let go of this brat so easily?

Suddenly, Fang Yang thought of something, and the look he looked at Fang Cheng felt wrong.

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