My country is dead again [Rebirth]

Song Qing was shocked, buried in He Xiaoman's neck and took a breath before raising his head, looking at his brother and uncle who came forward, he was unexpectedly calm like never before.

He had a hunch when he wanted to hide it in front of his elder brother that day. He knew that it would not be long before he hid it. He even had the urge to speak out that day. He felt uncomfortable all over, not to mention he had promised He Xiaoman that he would tell his family.

He didn't know what his family would think, but he didn't want to hide it from them for the rest of his life, it would be too painful for anyone.

Since he was a child, everyone said that he was deviant. He didn't know if he was really rebellious by nature. He had to be different from the world in everything he did. The more others refused to let him do it, the more he wanted to do it.

He Xiaoman felt a little scared, clutching his sleeves and trembling slightly, wanted to escape but still closed his eyes resignedly, he knew that He Xiaoman didn't want to keep it a secret, their relationship was clean, it shouldn't be like an affair, Should not be despised.

"It's okay..." Song Qinglai's voice was still hoarse because of the lust rushing up in front of him, he rubbed He Xiaoman's face, and comforted him in a low voice, "You go back first, I'll make it clear to my brother and uncle, nothing will happen..."

He Xiaoman glanced sideways at Song Qingge and Wei Yang, saw that they were also looking at him quietly, and realized that his clothes were disheveled, his lips were wet and red, and he didn't look like he could see people. He blushed and turned his eyes away, Song Qinglai turned sideways Blocking the sight of the two, he pulled up the skirt for him, seeing that He Xiaoman still looked anxious, and coaxed: "It's okay, it's okay, don't worry, I'll go to Dongchang to find you later."

"Master Governor, we have something to say to Qing, you go back first." Song Qingge's voice sounded indifferently.

Song Qingge and Wei Yang are Song Qinglai's relatives, and He Xiaoman also knew that it was not good for him to stay here, so he gritted his teeth and left after being silent for a while.

Song Qinglai calmed down his mind, turned around and followed his brother and uncle into the house obediently, closed the door, lowered his head and knelt on the ground, and said: "You have all seen it, and you must have checked it too. I have nothing to say. I I like He Xiaoman, like that between lovers, we have already slept together, more than once."

Song Qingge did not expect that this person not only admitted it readily, but also said it so shamelessly, he was a little speechless, and Wei Yang was choked by such words more than once, Song Qingge was already speechless He didn't want to talk anymore, so he could only speak: "Then if your brother and I don't come to see you today, when are we going to keep it a secret?"

"No." Song Qinglai bowed her head and knelt straight, "I didn't intend to hide it, and I wanted to tell you earlier, and my mother..."

"You still have the nerve to talk about your mother?" Song Qingge interrupted him coldly, "You want to make her mad, don't you?"

"I'm sorry, I was wrong." Song Qinglai seldom admitted his mistakes so meekly since he was a child, "If you are angry, hit me."

For so many years, Song Qinglai has made the family riots countless times. Even the strictest father was not willing to beat him when he was alive. Everyone in the Song family really dotes on this second son. This ancestor probably became more and more lawless because of this.

"Father never beat you, how dare I beat you?" Song Qingge snorted, "Why should I be angry? You are not a three-year-old who doesn't understand anything. You have to be responsible for what you do. I , your mother, your brother-in-law, can you still control you for the rest of your life?"

In fact, Song Qinglai could tell from outside the house that neither his elder brother nor his uncle was really angry. In fact, they both talked about it since they were young, let alone beating him, and rarely scolding him. People often help him bear the burden.

Especially for her elder brother, Song Qing felt guilty. Everyone in the Song family was harsh on Song Qingge, because he was the elder brother, and he had to bear the honor and disgrace of the whole family, and Song Qingge had always asked himself so, silently He shouldered all the responsibilities at a very early age. He took advantage of being born a few years later, so he didn't have to worry about anything, he just needed to be a young master who ate and waited to die.

When he was a child, he slept until the sun was up every day, slacking off and neither practicing martial arts nor studying, his father taught him a few words and said nothing. Song Qingge woke up a quarter of an hour late one day, and his father took thorns and pumped Song Qingge's back until blood was dripping.He always fools around what his father tells him to do, and orders others to do it if he doesn't want to do it. Sometimes his father tells him to stay in the house when it's too cold in winter. But one time, because it was too cold, Song Qingge asked his servants to deliver an official document that his father asked him to send. His father actually made Song Qingge kneel in the ice and snow for several hours, and asked Song Qingge when did he learn to play the young master's temper.

At that time Song Qinglai was ignorant, and naively thought that he was born to please the elders, and Song Qingge was cold-tempered, how could he please the elders, but later he realized it when he became sensible. Song Qingge was not born like this, but he had to become like this. It's not that his father didn't feel sorry for his son, but there was nothing he could do. Many people in this world were born with no choice, so they were forced to accept all the things they might not like or not want. do.

Before his father died of illness, Song Qingge was still on the battlefield, so he didn't have time to see him for the last time. On the contrary, he rushed back from the capital ahead of time to meet him. His father didn't leave much to say, but told him with tears, I'm sorry for your brother.He guessed that his father probably knew that his illness would not last long, but Song Qingge was still very young, and his father was afraid that Song Qingge would not be able to support the entire Song family. Whether it was the battlefield or the court, if he did not have enough ability, he would die without a place to die. It's too late, it's better not to be soft in the first place,

Song Qinglai always knew that he could live in such a comfortable life, and that everything was going well because of his elder brother who was in front of him, and his elder brother never complained, it seemed that he had accepted that he was For the fact that the Song family was alive, Song Qinglai said that he would definitely tell his elder brother about it, but in fact he was very afraid, he was afraid that his elder brother would disappoint him.

Although he has nothing to look forward to, if Song Qingge is disappointed, he will be sad. He doesn't think there is anything wrong with liking He Xiaoman, but he will feel sorry for his brother, mother and uncle.

At this time, when Song Qingge said calmly that he was responsible for what he did, Song Qinglai's nose was a little sour. He didn't seem to have this feeling of wanting to cry for so many years. Obviously Song Qingge should hate him, maybe he should hate him. Why was he able to live so wantonly when he was born six years late, but Song Qingge never thought about it this way, and always treated him very well, even doting on him like his mother.

Song Qinglai's eyes were slightly red, and his voice was dry: "Brother, I'm sorry..."

"Don't tell me I'm sorry, you live your life by yourself, not for me to help you, what do I want you to do for me?" Song Qingge sighed softly, "I just want to ask you something, with He Xiaoman... Are you serious?"

Song Qinglai looked up eagerly, and solemnly said word by word: "I have never been so serious in my life. I like him, and I have liked him many years ago."

Even though he had guessed the result a long time ago, Song Qingge still closed his eyes helplessly, nodded and said: "This is what you said yourself, you have never been so serious in your life, you have to keep your word, if you slap yourself in the face one day, don't Call me brother again."

Song Qinglai laughed, and hugged Song Qingge's leg like a child: "Thank you brother."

"How old are you, are you disgusting!" Song Qingge's scalp was numb, and he gritted his teeth, "Let me go!"

Song Qinglai jumped up from the ground, got tired of his uncle again, pulled Wei Yang's arm and said, "Uncle, please tell my mother well, or don't tell her all at once, let her accept it step by step, and I will accept it slowly in the future. I must listen to your words, starting tomorrow, I will go to Yingmao on time every day, and I will not release the value in advance."

"Isn't this what you should do?" Wei Yang sneered, "If you say it yourself, it's not that I like people, so what does it matter to me?"

Song Qinglai's mother is Song Qingge's stepmother. Although his mother was very kind to Song Qingge since he was a child, Song Qingge's temperament is not very close to his family members, and he usually doesn't talk much to his mother, but Wei Yang is his mother's only relative. Younger brother, there is a huge age difference between siblings, and their parents left early, and they treat Wei Yang as if they were raising a son. Compared to Song Qingge, Wei Yang is still very close to his mother, and with his son as a comparison, he His mother saw that Wei Yang was fine, and whatever Wei Yang said was right, of course he had to pull Wei Yang to settle his mother for him.

"Uncle, you have changed. You used to be nice to me. You used to be afraid that my handwriting would hurt, so you even copied books for me!" Song Qinglai recovered her heartless, shameless nature, "Times have changed, and people's hearts are changeable. You don't love me like that."

Wei Yang's scalp was also numb, and he tried to pull out his clenched arm: "Please don't be disgusting, let go." Song Qinglai vowed not to let go, so he could only resign himself to his fate, "Okay, got it."

Song Qinglai smiled happily, thinking that he was indeed Song Qinglai who was loved by everyone, and told Song Qingge about looking for Hua Yangjiao earlier. Song Qingge also understood the meaning of the words after listening, thought for a moment, and said: "Maybe we don't need us at all." Take the initiative to mention that if the imperial court wants to attack Chizhou, it must lack everything, and it is possible to find us on its own initiative."

"Then let's talk about it at that time. I'll take care of it for you from the Ministry of War." Song Qing nodded, "I will definitely settle this matter for you."

Song Qingge glanced at him: "That's not what you said a few days ago."

Song Qinglai: "..."

The three of them said a few more words, Song Qingge was leaving Beijing tomorrow, and said he would go back to sort things out, Song Qing came to see the two of them out.

Walking to the door, seeing He Xiaoman leaning against the wall and not leaving, Song Qinglai hurried over and said softly, "Why didn't you leave?"

He Xiaoman seemed to be thinking wildly, and when he came back to his senses, he was startled and flustered. When he saw Song Qingge and Wei Yang, he pursed his lips and knelt down on the ground: "I hooked up Song Qinglai, don't blame him."

Song Qingge and Wei Yang turned sideways to avoid him, and they were not affected by his kneeling.

"Get up, governor." Song Qingge went to help him, "We don't blame him." Seeing that He Xiaoman didn't speak, he said again, "Song Qing said he was serious, if the governor thinks the same way, then have a good time, the rest I have nothing to say, this is your business, Wei Yang and I will not interfere. Tomorrow I will go back to Wanyang, some things have not been settled, so I will leave first."

He Xiaoman didn't seem to expect Song Qingge to say that, so he accepted the matter so easily, raised his eyes suddenly, his expression was still a little dazed, Song Qingge laughed: "Song Qinglai is an idiot, the governor will take care of you, if he does something wrong For the matter, find Wei Yang first, break his left leg, and then send him back to Wanyang, I will break his right leg."

Song Qinglai: "..."

It seems that the legs are aching.

He is no longer the beloved Song Qinglai.

The author has something to say: Xiao Song: I am the first favorite of everyone who loves flowers!

Brother: Governor, you are wronged by being with my younger brother.

Uncle: Governor, you have worked hard with my nephew.

Xiao Song: /withered/withered/withered, I am no longer the first group of pets that everyone loves and sees flowers bloom.

At this time, a man surnamed Shen passed by: This scene seems familiar... Brother, just get used to it, who hasn't been a group favorite before.

Xiaoshen & Xiaosong: The group favorite will collapse as soon as they say it, and cry with their heads in their arms.jpg

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