After I was released from prison, I had a flash marriage with a boss who was in a vegetative state

Li Xiao smiled helplessly and said, "Sister-in-law, the culprit for Ming Yi's inability to go home is not me, but that kid named Lu."

Then, Li Xiao glanced at Lu Shenxing with full of ill intentions.

Lu Shenxing took a piece of fish with chopsticks, carefully picked out the fish bones, and put it on Song Mingyi's plate before saying, "My little uncle may have forgotten that the Lu family's original home is in the capital, but for various reasons, they moved their focus to Haicheng."

"Also, I discussed this with Grandpa before coming here. Since the Lu family's roots are in the capital, we must always return to our roots."

Sixth Aunt was very satisfied when she heard Lu Shenxing's answer.

My aunt even said, "Our Ming Yi is so lucky to have found such a good partner."

Then when he looked at Li Xiao, his eyes were even more disgusted: "Seventh Brother, I told you to bring your sister-in-law back, why did you bring up Shen Xing? Don't think I don't know that you are deliberately avoiding the topic!"

"As the saying goes, an elder sister-in-law is like a mother. Now, give me a word of affirmation. When can you bring your younger sister-in-law back?"

The older generation in the family is either married or dating, so there is no way for her to urge them to get married. The only suitable person is Li Xiao.

"It's almost time. When I meet my soulmate, I'll bring her back to show my sister-in-law." Li Xiao's words were obviously perfunctory, but for some reason, the image of Mu Xiaowan appeared in his mind.

Li Xiao shook his head and shook the image of Mu Xiaowan out of his mind.

He thought that maybe he had too many contacts with Mu Xiaowan, and she was also Ming Yi's good friend for many years, so he was influenced by her.

There was no way he could be attracted to a girl so young.

After dinner, Lu Shenxing was called out by several of his cousins ​​to keep in touch with them.

Song Mingyi sat with several aunts and cousins, chatting with them about trivial things in life.

Song Mingyi, who was sitting on the side, seldom spoke, but she inexplicably felt at peace.

As far as she could remember, she rarely had the opportunity to talk about these things with others.

She has been too busy these years and now she is finally able to relax.

While Song Mingyi was listening to their conversation, her cell phone suddenly rang.

The call was from Xiaowu. After saying goodbye to several of Song Mingyi's aunts, she went to the garden to answer the phone.

"Boss, am I disturbing you?"

"It's not a bother, what happened?"

"There are a few blind people who want to compete with us for territory. They say they want to avenge their former boss."

Song Mingyi asked, "Didn't you tell them that their former boss had gone to the police station for tea?"

"I did! But that blind bastard said that these were all our excuses. His boss must have been harmed by us. He even issued a challenge to us with great fanfare. If we don't accept the challenge, won't people think we are cowards?"

For those of them who are in the underworld, what matters most is loyalty and the pleasure of revenge.

Especially since the other party is making such a big fuss, if they don't fight back, they might be considered as wimps.

Once they have such a reputation, let alone ruling the underworld, it won’t take long for the people to lose their morale and become defeated.

Song Mingyi certainly understood these principles. She said, "Since the other party is determined to issue a challenge, then you should accept it. There is no reason for us to hide. Before I go back, you should check the other party's background to see if he has committed any crime. If so, you should notify the police and wait until after the decisive battle, and then have the police invite him away for tea."

Xiao Wu agreed and said, "When will the duel be held?"

"Three days later, I will be back in Haicheng in three days. I will solve this matter first then."

After ending the call, before Song Mingyi put away her phone, a voice sounded behind her.

"You and your mother are similar only in appearance, not in character at all."

When Song Mingyi heard the voice, she turned around and saw Mingxuan standing behind her.

Mingxuan's gaze fell on her face, that already aged face, full of longing.

"Your mother may seem savage and willful, but she is actually a very naive girl. She is not as mature and courageous as you are. Mingyi, do you have some connections with the underground world in Haicheng?"

When Song Mingyi heard Mingxuan's words, the expression on his face suddenly became alert.

Mingxuan saw it and immediately said, "Don't worry, I didn't investigate you. I just heard you making a phone call and inferred it from your few words."

Song Mingyi's expression remained indifferent, and he said, "Uncle Ming, I thought it was the most basic courtesy to avoid others when hearing them talking on the phone. I didn't expect that the etiquette in Beijing is different from that in Haicheng."

Mingxuan smiled and said, "Don't think I didn't hear it. You were pointing it at me! Are you unhappy because I heard you talking on the phone?"

Song Mingyi said, "Uncle Ming, you are worrying too much. How could I be unhappy? I just said it casually. Uncle Ming, please don't take it to heart."

"I was wrong. You are not unlike your mother. Your sharp tongue is very much like hers."

Mingxuan said, "It was wrong of me to eavesdrop on your phone conversation, but I really didn't mean it. I was just smoking over there, and when I saw you coming and was about to walk out, you started making the call."

Mingxuan pointed at the cigarette butt on the ground. It seemed that he was the first one to come over.

"I'm sorry for disturbing Uncle Ming," Song Mingyi said. "I apologize to Uncle Ming. If Uncle Ming has nothing else to do, I'll leave first."

Song Mingyi said this and was about to leave.

"Wait a minute, Ming Yi, don't leave yet.

Song Mingyi looked at Mingxuan: "Uncle Ming, do you have any other advice?"

Mingtian said: "I dare not give you any advice, I just want to see you."

He stared at Song Mingyi's face, his expression full of sadness. He said, "If your mother hadn't insisted on breaking off the engagement with me, you would be my daughter now. Your mother wouldn't have died so young... What a happy family of three we would be!"

Mingxuan said this and couldn't help but raise his hand to touch Song Mingyi's face.

Song Mingyi took a step back, avoiding Mingxuan's hand, and his tone became sharp: "Uncle Ming, please respect yourself!"

Mingxuan's hands froze in mid-air. He said, "Mingyi, you are too defensive towards me. I just wanted to drive the flying insects away."

As soon as he finished speaking, a few small flying insects flew past Song Mingyi's eyes.

Song Mingyi said: "I'm sorry, I misunderstood you, I hope you won't take it personally."