I will die early and cannon fodder. I will enjoy great blessings after marrying a sick man.

Seeing Song Manman's eyes flickering and avoiding him, Song Yunzhong shook his head and said, "Forget it, I won't ask you anymore."

As an officer who has held a high position for many years, Song Yunzhong could tell at a glance that Song Manman had not told the truth to him, but he had always been tolerant and loving towards his little niece.

Seeing that Song Yunzhong handled it gently and did not go into too much detail, Song Manman breathed a sigh of relief, stepped forward and took Song Yunzhong's arm, and said coquettishly: "Thank you, uncle. I know that uncle is the best to me."

Favoringly stretching out his finger to scratch the tip of Song Manman's nose, Song Yunzhong said earnestly: "It's good to know, but Manman, no matter what you do, you must remember to protect yourself, your safety is the most important, and Compared to you, all other possessions are secondary.”

"I understand, uncle, don't worry!"

As soon as Song Manman finished speaking, Song Yunzhong nodded with satisfaction and said, "Yes!"

While the Song family was having a pleasant dinner with the whole house full of laughter, it was daytime in Country M, and Ling Yi was packing his luggage hurriedly, preparing to leave for Kyoto.

After packing his luggage, Ling Yi immediately went to his youngest son Ling Che's room to check on Ling Che's progress.

As soon as he entered the house, to Ling Yi's surprise, Ling Che made zero progress in packing his luggage.

Clothes were spread all over the bed, and shoes and some accessories were scattered all over the floor. The whole room was in a mess, and Ling Che himself was lying on the only empty spot on the bed, sleeping soundly.

Helplessly covering Ling Che with a quilt, Ling Yi pinched his eyebrows in annoyance. His little son had always been sleeping abnormally. He couldn't wake up during the day and couldn't fall asleep at night. His entire schedule was in reverse order. .

It was daytime in Country M at this moment, but Ling Che had already fallen asleep.

Unable to deal with his unconscious younger son, Ling Yi moved to his second son Ling Zheng's room.

At this moment, Ling Zheng was seen holding a black leather coat and gesticulating on his body, and also selected a few bracelets for himself.

She closed her eyes with a headache, and Ling Yi said sternly: "Ling Zheng, don't take so many useless things, just bring a few clothes to wear."

When he turned around and saw Ling Yi, Ling Zheng suppressed all the words he wanted to refute, pouted his lips and said, "I know, Dad."

"We can't take too many things. If you must bring them, you have to bear the luggage yourself." After saying that, Ling Yi turned around and left Ling Zheng's room, heading to his eldest son Ling Lu's bedroom.

After hearing Ling Yi's words, Ling Zheng put back most of the clothes he chose without hesitation. Just kidding, he didn't want to return to Kyoto with a big bag and a small bag. That would be too embarrassing.

Ling Yi came to Ling Lu's room and saw that his eldest son had packed up the suitcases and put them aside in an orderly manner.

Ling Yi nodded happily. Although the other two sons were not very worried, at least he still had this eldest son to comfort him.

Now Ling Lu was packing a backpack. When he saw Ling Yi coming, he explained: "Dad, I want to bring a bag with me, where I can put the tasks you left for us."

"Well! It's up to you to decide." After saying that, the big brother in Ling Yi's pocket began to vibrate.

Taking out the big brother, Ling Yi pressed it and said, "Hello."

Ling Yan, who had just finished drinking, covered his dizzy forehead and said, "Brother, have you decided? When will you come over?"

"We're ready to go."

Hearing this, Ling Yan smiled and said: "Brother, you missed something good this time. We just drank monkey wine, and this wine is better than the wine in our cellar."

"Monkey wine?" Listening to Ling Yan's drunken tone, Ling Yi frowned. He had reason to suspect that Ling Yan had drunk too much and was losing his mind.

Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to say such outrageous things and return Hou'er Wine. As far as he knew, Hou'er Wine was worth as much as thousand-year-old ginseng, and he could easily see it, let alone drink it.

Without hesitation, Ling Yan hung up the phone. Ling Yi called his more reliable third brother, Ling Huan, and said, "Ling Huan, pack your things quickly and prepare to leave for Kyoto."

Ling Huan does not live with Ling Yi. The brothers have lived separately since they became adults, and they usually rely on their eldest brother to keep in touch.

Not far from where Ling Yi was, in a European-style villa, Ling Huan looked a little confused when he heard Ling Yi's words, and said, "Going to Kyoto? Why are we going to Kyoto suddenly?"

Hearing Ling Huan's question, Ling Yi cleared his throat uncomfortably. He forgot that he hadn't told Ling Huan that his grandfather was going to worship his ancestors.

"Well... Grandpa and the others said they wanted to go back to their hometown to worship their ancestors. It wouldn't be good if we didn't go. The people in the fourth room are all here, so I thought we should go back too!"

"In that case, I'll go make arrangements and pack my luggage right now."

"it is good."

After talking to Ling Yi, Ling Huan hurriedly arranged the company's affairs and began to pack his luggage.

Ling Yi, on the other hand, patted his forehead with some annoyance. He didn't know if this was considered a trick on his brother.

......

Looking at Shen Yanqing who was drunk and blushing, Song Manman stretched out her hand to touch his face and rubbed it slightly with her fingers.

Shen Yanqing grabbed Song Manman's hand, his eyes were slightly blurred, and his thin lips were slightly parted: "My dear, I'm so hot...I drank too much..."

"Then I'll get you some hangover soup." With that said, Song Manman broke free from Shen Yanqing's hand.

Shen Yanqing pressed Song Manman on the bed and lowered her head. The tips of their noses were almost touching. Song Manman felt the hot breath of Shen Yanqing's breath spraying on her cheeks, making her cheeks feel hot.

She probably drank too much. Shen Yanqing's voice was low and hoarse: "No, I don't drink hangover soup. I just want my sweet baby to accompany me."

"But... if you don't drink the hangover soup, you will... tomorrow morning..."

Before Song Manman finished speaking, Shen Yanqing lowered his head and pursed Song Manman's lips, sucking slightly.

After the kiss ended, Shen Yanqing fell asleep completely. Song Manman turned Shen Yanqing's body over and covered him with a quilt.

After sorting out her messy clothes, Song Manman quickly walked outside, picked up the washbasin that belonged to Shen Yanqing, and went to the kitchen to get a basin of hot water. She saw Tao Shaoshao holding Song Mu's hand with red cheeks. The washbasin came out.

Seeing Song Manman, Tao Shaoxiao's cheeks turned a little redder, and he stuttered a little when he spoke, saying: "Manman... um... I... you also come here to get the hot water... Your second brother...he drank too much, so I thought of giving him a wipe so he could feel better."