Sir, let's divorce [ABO]

The old man walked ahead boldly, Song Qing guessed that the old man would not turn back, and let go after walking a few steps.

Shen Yuguan quickly grabbed him, held him tightly, lowered his head slightly, and warned in a low voice, "Hold him well."

The warm temperature made Song Qing feel helpless, he obediently held it back, and said, "Okay, first... Yu Guan."

In Shen's family, especially in front of the old man, Song Qing would call Shen Yuguan's name intimately, this was their tacit understanding.

The two held hands all the way, looking at each other in silence. When they walked through the corridor, the spring breeze caressed the cherry blossoms, and Shen Yuguan pulled Song Qing behind him calmly.

Entering the hall, Shen Yuguan let go of his hands, and the same relatives and relatives were courteous one by one. Taking advantage of the crowd, Song Qing tried to sit at the next table, but was caught by the old man, "Daughter-in-law, sit here " The old man said with a smile, pointing to the vacant seat next to Shenyu Temple.

Song Qing, who was named, moved his feet reluctantly, walking like a turtle, and he could already feel the sharp knife piercing his eyes.

For Song Qing, the Shen family's family banquet was an eyesore for a family reunion.

The eyesore was naturally Song Qing. Before he married into the Shen family, he was arrogant and rebellious, but he didn't think he was annoying, but when he entered the Shen family, not only did Shen Yuguan's mother look down on him, but even his mother looked down on him. A row of three aunts and six wives all despised him.

Song Qing once worked hard to please Shen Yuguan, but it was all useless. Over time, she also practiced the ability to ignore me if you ignore me.

But on this occasion, he couldn't help but ignore it. He froze and pulled a smile on his face and called out one by one. When the little zombie meets the old zombie, it's not the same.

Only the old man smiled happily.

Song Qing felt like he was sitting on pins and needles, and the elders still greeted him with 'caring' from time to time.

He had no choice but to lower his head even lower, wishing he could bury his whole face in the bowl.

The meal was bland and tasteless.

The old man had the habit of taking a walk after eating, and left after saying hello.

As soon as Grandpa walked out of the hall, the calm surface seemed to be thrown from a boulder, causing waves of water, and dozens of pairs of eyes looked at him, comparable to the spotlights on the stage.

Song Qing sighed, and it was time for the Shen family's favorite sarcasm again.

"Qingqing," it was Shen Yuguan's cousin who spoke the most. She usually likes to boast how beautiful and virtuous her little niece is. After finishing Song Qing, looking at the swelling around Song Qing's eyes, he said, "Why is your complexion so bad? You are not young anymore. You need to take care of yourself."

Song Qing suppressed her sigh, and put on a proper smile, "Biao Aunt, you too, the lines at the end of your eyes are a bit heavier than when I saw you last time."

He didn't learn anything from Shen Yu's view, but he learned how to follow with a proper smile, not deliberate or pretentious, not alienated, nor close, the scale is just right, and no fault can be found.

The cousin was choked by Song Qing, and she closed her mouth in resentment, but secretly she couldn't help but raised her hand and touched the corner of her eyes, for fear that it would be like what Song Qing said.

Song Qing counted silently in her heart, guessing when Shen Yuguan's mother Shen Wu would speak.

No, before counting to four, Mrs. Shen Wu spoke.

She put down the thin chopsticks in her hand and put them on the chopstick holders, her movements were gentle, her whole body exuded a dignified and dignified atmosphere, her voice was all elegant, if you didn't understand the meaning of it, you could only hear the spring breeze caressing your ears.

"The Song family's family style is really bold and unrestrained. When talking to the elders, they are not respectful and not serious."

Well, turn the corner and scold him for being uneducated.

Facing the Shen family's daughter-in-law, Song Qing could only bow her head and listen to scolding and beating. Anyway, it was not the first time she heard such words. Song Qing had long been used to going in from left to right.

Song Qing's silent confession made Shen Wu's mood better.

She was dissatisfied with this daughter-in-law from the beginning to the end. Before he married into the Shen family, all kinds of rumors and gossips emerged endlessly. The family law, the back was beaten to pieces, which made her feel bad as a mother, and made her even more displeased with Song Qing.

In recent years, honestly, he has become more stable, but his stomach is also very stable. It has been eight years since the iron trees have bloomed, but he has not had a son.

She looked at Song Qing's thin figure and felt dissatisfied, "Grandpa is getting old, and he must be waiting to hold his great-grandson. If you are so thin, you will suffer when you become pregnant, and the child you will give birth will also be weak."

The noble lady around her, the one who didn't hug her grandson, only she could only hug a dog every time she went out, mentioned this and couldn't help but bring resentment, blaming Song Qing for not being up to date.

The word child hit Song Qing's Achilles heel, his mouth turned pale instantly, and he opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.

He thought, could it be said that you have a grandson buried in a private tomb in Mount Fangqi, have you forgotten?

Shen Yuguan just said, "I don't want a child yet."

Shen Wushi was even more displeased, but in front of everyone, she couldn't refute her son, so she could only swallow it, and said softly, "What about Xiaoqing?" Taking advantage of the situation, she slashed at him, "I don't want it either?"

He... really didn't want to, "I listened to Yu Guan."

"If you want a harmonious and happy marriage, children are a very important part." Shen Wu's attitude towards Song Qing is clear to Shen Yuguan, but Song Qing is the eldest granddaughter-in-law recognized by the Shen family. The great-eldest grandson of the family can only come out of Song Qing's stomach, she thought of this, and couldn't help persuading her.

Shen Yuguan didn't want to talk more, so he continued, "Song Qing and I will think about it."

Shen Wushi got a passable result, so she didn't ask any more questions.

Song Qing was afraid that Mrs. Shen and Wu would find fault again, so she put down her chopsticks and said hastily, "I'm done eating, you guys take your time."

He oiled the soles of his feet, and fled without stopping for a moment.

After leaving the gate of Shen's house, he sent WeChat messages to Shen Yuguan and the old man, saying that he would go back first.

The old man returned quickly and told him to be careful on the road.

After waiting for more than ten minutes, Shen Yuguan didn't return, he got up and wiped the ashes off his buttocks, and walked towards the gate leisurely.

There was a cool breeze, Song Qing wrapped her coat tightly.

This might be the last time he came to the Shen family's mansion.It's good to think about it, this place is very big, but there is no room for him.

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