longevity tree

Chapter 8

"Qingyun, write to daddy tonight." Song Wuwu went to look for Abao in the yard when he came back, fearing that Abao would be frightened by what happened just now. Tell him not to worry, and tell him that we will go to Shuodong in two days to see Miss Liu get married."

Albatron agreed one by one.In the past few days, Song Wuyi has been running around and has not read a book for many days. In fact, it’s okay. When asking questions, I like to pretend that I don't understand anything.

The words of integrity, kindness, and nobleness in those books have nothing to do with him. His father raised him as the sole heir. What he learned from those books is how to be a good king of a country, how to To benefit the people.But he is a sinister person in his bones, he is hypocritical, and he is full of calculations in his heart.The better those words are described, the more those shady things in his bones will emerge. If he wants to be the king of a country, he must also secure his throne. How can he live without any tricks or calculations.

Abao was counting ants in the yard. During the few days he came to Liji, he learned a lot from Qingyun, and became talkative. He no longer just sat in the corner silently, he could laugh and learn. Looking at Qingyun, he served Song Wuyi with tea and water. Sometimes when Qingyun went out, he would stand at the gate of the courtyard and wait for Song Wuyi to come back.

"Abao, come here." Song Wuwu stretched out his hand and called him, "Tell me what Qingyun has taught you these two days."

"Knowing Gratitude" Abao said, took a branch and started writing on the ground, then turned around and grinned at Song Wuxin.

"Abao's handwriting is so beautiful," Song Wuxin said.

Abao drew a bird on the ground. gesture.

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Ling Zhaoling went to elder brother's yard to have a look. In fact, it was nothing serious, except that he was scratched on the chest and slapped. A few days ago, the wound on his wrist was torn open again. The bottle of medicine passed by, and seeing Shui Shengnian taking care of him, he put the medicine on the table and turned away.

As soon as he stepped into the door of the house, the door slammed shut behind him. Song Wuyi sat on the chair facing the door and looked at him with a smile on his lips.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time." Song Wuxin approached him slowly, and the impact of the shoe surface and the floor was very obvious.

"Wait for me, wait for me, what do you do when you close the door?" Ling Zhaoling looked at him, and subconsciously took a few steps back. He can show a gentle look on any occasion, but at this moment there are only the two of them left in the room Personally, I always feel uncomfortable.

Ling Zhaoling suddenly realized that he didn't dare to look Song Wuyi in the eyes, and the feeling of Song Wuyi touching him after drinking that day came again.

"Mr. Lang saved my life at the banquet today." Song Wuwu got closer and closer, "I just learned a word called Zhien Tubao, this life-saving grace is no different than others, it must be repaid."

Song Wuyi raised his chin with a folding fan, and looked at this face carefully. It was no worse than Shui Shengnian. "Why? Don't dare to look at me? Am I a man-eating ghost?"

There was a rustling sound outside the door, Song Wuyi closed the folding fan immediately, the door opened with a bang, Song Wuyi turned around and stepped out.

A woman came from the small corridor, she was dressed like a servant, the woman had a very good appearance, and the hairpin on her head was not something ordinary servants could wear, the woman walked out from the opposite room The two of them stumbled towards them.

"Have you seen my son?" The woman grabbed Song Wuyi's clothes, "I lost him"

"Ma'am, don't worry." Song Wuyi took her hand, "Can you tell me what your son looks like?"

The woman yelled frantically, "Help me...help me." She couldn't tell whether she was laughing or crying, but it was clear that she had lost her mind. "Is my son dead—you hid him there, tell me! Tell me—why did you lock me up here?"

She was crazily saying some strange things, and after a while she seemed to see something, and suddenly threw the hairpin on her head on the ground, her bun was messy, her clothes were covered with dust, and she sat there blankly. For a while, then left in a daze.

"Follow up" Ling Zhaoling and Song Wuwu looked at each other.

The woman walked through the small corridor and came to a dilapidated courtyard. The guard outside the courtyard door fell asleep outside, and a little maid came over. Song Wuwu hurriedly pushed Ling Zhaoling to hide behind the rockery.

"I asked you to guard the yard, why did you fall asleep?" The little maid patted the guard's face, the guard rubbed his eyes and continued to stand guard.

"Ma'am, it's time for you to drink the medicine." The little maid put the medicine in her hand on the table and straightened her hair.

Song Wuyi kept staring at the little girl's movements, and accidentally stepped on Ling Zhaoling's foot. Both of them fell over together, unable to stand still.

"Who's outside?" The little girl hurried out when she heard the movement.

Song Wuwu took Ling Zhaoling and ran away from the side path.

After walking far away, Song Wuyi jumped onto the wall in two or three steps, turned over one building after another, and finally stopped in Ling Zhaoling's yard.

"Come over sometime and have a look." Song Wuyi let go of Ling Zhaoling, "This woman must know something."

"How do you say that?" Ling Zhaoling said.

"This woman's bun is very similar to that crazy woman who cannibalized before." Song Wuyi turned her head after finishing speaking, "Sorry for stepping on your foot, I have something to do today, so I will leave first."

Counting the days, Qingyun's jade pendant should also be ready. I was going to get the jade pendant for Qingyun today, so I just walked over to have a look.