The little lady of the Hou's Mansion who traveled through time

"elder brother!"

Following the sound, I saw Song Yuanyuan wearing the clothes of the college, holding a bag in his arms, and running towards him panting.

This younger brother took away many things from him, but he was Song Sijun's only warmth in this family.

Standing by the carriage, waiting for Song Yuanyuan to run in front of him, seeing him panting, his face flushed with happiness written all over his face, Song Sijun felt his mood improved a lot.

Song Sijun reached out to wipe Song Yuanyuan's sweat, but the other party avoided him. The other party smirked and said, "I'll wipe it myself, I can't stain brother's clothes."

Song Sijun smiled and said, "I was curious just now, why didn't I see you. Where did you go crazy?"

Song Yuanyuan said: "There is a class in the school today. I wanted to ask for leave until my brother came back, but my father said that I started school late and my background is poor, so I can't miss class, so I was not allowed to ask for leave."

For ordinary people, after getting married, they can often go back to their natal family, and brothers can still meet each other.

But for Song Sijun, the Hou family is noble, it is impossible for Song Yuanyuan to visit him often, and it is impossible for him to come back often.If something happened to Shen Yinghan, Song Sijun would accompany him to the underworld, then for Song Yuanyuan and his brothers, this return to Ning might be the last time.

The parents clearly knew this truth, but they still let Song Yuanyuan go to the academy.

Among them, selfishness is chilling to think about.

Song Sijun said: "But I think at this hour, the academy should not be over yet, right?"

Song Yuanyuan smiled and said, "Master and I took half a day off, and then I went to the mountain to pick some persimmons for my brother." He handed the things wrapped in his arms to Song Sijun, and there were persimmons of different shapes inside.

The skin of the persimmons has turned yellow, but they are not ripe, and they are still hard to the touch.

Song Yuanyuan said: "Brother, this is your favorite food, so I went to get some, but the cooked ones were pecked by birds, so I picked some half-cooked ones, you take them back and store them for a few days, and eat them when they are cooked. "

For children from poor families, fruits like apples and grapes are out of reach. What usually satisfy their cravings are fruits such as persimmons and hawthorns that can be found in the mountains.

The original owner Song Sijun really loves persimmons.

At this time, Song Yi said: "Your brother is by the Hou Ye's side. He doesn't need anything. How could he care about the wild fruits you picked in the mountains. If you skip class for such a thing, how can you take the imperial examination in the future!"

The mother also muttered in a low voice: "You have made your clothes so dirty, these are new clothes for you."

Song Yuanyuan was reprimanded by his parents, bit his lip and looked at Song Sijun, "Brother...don't you like it?"

Looking at the persimmons that Song Yuanyuan handed over, and watching the child crawl out of the soiled clothes, Song Sijun's heart softened. He stretched out his hand to take the persimmons handed over by the other party, and smiled softly: "I like it very much. .”

When Song Yuanyuan heard this answer, he laughed again, but the teenage child suddenly burst into tears while smiling.

Although he is a teenager, he also understands Hou Men's lofty principles.From the moment Song Sijun got married, he knew that Song Sijun was not marrying, but "selling"!

Seeing Song Yuanyuan crying, the Song family's parents hurriedly covered Song Yuanyuan's mouth for fear of disturbing Shen Yinghan who was sitting in the carriage. Song Yi lowered his voice and scolded, "Why are you crying? You are useless!" Then he said to his mother Ordered, "Bring him in, don't be ashamed here."

Song Sijun was displeased, but he didn't say anything to stop him.He just stood there and glanced at Song Yuanyuan who was pulled away by his mother, then looked away, looked down at the half-ripe persimmons in his arms, and finally turned around and got into the carriage without saying anything.

The inside of the carriage was extremely warm, and Shen Yinghan's face was a little rosy from the smoke.

Shen Yinghan looked at Song Sijun who came in with a persimmon in his arms and said: "If you are reluctant, you can take your brother to the residence."

Song Sijun was slightly stunned, and looked at the other party, "Did you see it?" He looked at the car window, the curtain was still drawn, guessing that the other party had peeked through the gap just now.

Thinking about that scene, I thought it was kind of cute.

Putting down the persimmon in his arms, Song Sijun shook his head and said, "No need."

Shen Yinghan said: "If you are worried that your mother will not agree, I will tell her personally that she will agree. If it is not possible, we can move to the Hou's residence."

Song Sijun shook his head again.He understood that Shen Yinghan had good intentions, but he couldn't bear to tell the other party that his protection was as fragile as his body.

He is alive, Song Sijun can be protected by him, and become a phoenix on a branch.But if Shen Yinghan left, then Song Sijun would be beaten back to his original form.

Leaving his younger brother Song Yuanyuan in the Song family, although the conditions are a bit poor, but it is better than staying by his side.

Seeing Shen Yinghan shaking his head again, Shen Yinghan stopped mentioning this matter.

Shen Yinghan said: "Then let's go."

Song Sijun nodded, and then added: "My carriage hasn't come back yet! I asked them to send relatives in the clan to the opera in Liyuan."

Shen Yinghan said: "When you come back from Guining, how can you go to the theater if they don't accompany you?"

Song Sijun: "This..." How should I answer this?

Seeing this, Shen Yinghan said directly: "When I came, I ran into your carriage head-on, so when I got here, I asked Xiaoming to ask the ins and outs." He actually already knew that the Song family belittled Song Sijun.

Now that the other party knew about it, Song Sijun couldn't hide it, "My eldest cousin is like that, I don't bother to argue with her, good men don't fight with women."

Shen Yinghan said: "You don't want to argue with her, I will."

"It's not necessary!"

"Ah!"

Shen Yinghan's reaction obviously did not intend to listen to persuasion, so Song Sijun had no choice but to obey him.

"As long as you are happy." Anyway, Song Sijun didn't like the other party.

Shen Yinghan picked up the teacup, moistened his throat, and said to Xiaoru who was outside the carriage: "Xiaoru, is Madam's carriage back?"

"Report to Lord Hou, you have just returned."

"Okay, it's burned. Madam's things will become dirty if they touch them, so there's no need to keep them."

"Slaves take orders."

So Xiaoru led the people, and directly burned the carriage in front of Song Di and others who had just got off the carriage.