Chapter 347 357: The proud daughter of the sky!

Mrs. Song's brows and eyes were serious, and there was no joke on her face.

Hearing this, Zhao Ruan narrowed his eyes.

In her life, although she has not been able to marry a good husband, she has a good daughter.

Depending on the husband, it is possible to meet the third child and the fourth one someday

But relying on a daughter is different.

Because at all times, the daughter is the one who is connected with her own blood.

Husband may betray him.

But the daughter will not.

Now hearing that Mrs. Song herself promised to hand over the Song family to Song Ruan for management, Zhao Ruan could not wait to let everyone know the news.

Although he was very excited, Zhao Ruan didn't show it, but said, "Mom, don't say that. A Ruan is young and can't bear such a heavy burden. Two cousins. She's a girl, so she can't be in charge of the family anyway."

Mrs. Song can't hear such words the most, "What's wrong with the girl? Zhao Ruan, you are a woman yourself, do you still look down on yourself?"

Mrs. Song was vigorous and resolute when she was young, and she was caught at home and abroad. Now that she is old, she still speaks the truth.

The younger generation in the family, who is not afraid of this old lady?

What is even more commendable is that she is not a patriarchal elder, what she values is ability.

Song Ruan is not only smart, but also careful, so Mrs. Song has always liked this granddaughter.

Now it is no joke to say that Song Ruan will be in charge of the family.

She never breaks her promise.

Now that has been said, after a hundred years, he will definitely hand over the power of the family to Song Ruan.

"No no no," Zhao Ruan quickly explained, "Mom, that's not what I meant, I was just afraid that A Ruan's two brothers would get angry."

Mentioning the two grandchildren who failed to succeed, Mrs. Song was displeased and immediately slapped the table, "Angry, what right do they have to be angry?!"

Those two wastes.

If you want ability but not ability, want talent but not talent, what else will you do besides flattering all day?

Mrs. Song would never hand over the Song family to such a person.

Zhao Ruan suppressed the smile at the corner of his mouth and walked to Mrs. Song's side, "Mom, you are not in good health now, so you can't get angry! I just said this casually, don't take it to heart, in fact, Changsong and Changbai are both A good obedient boy. Not to mention, just the two of them run to you several times a day to honor you, and A Ruan can't compare. Speaking of which, we haven't seen A Ruan for half a year!

Zhao Ruan's words seem to be praising Song Changsong and Song Changbai for their filial piety, but they are actually accusing them of being idle.

If these two people have a legitimate occupation, they will not be running to Mrs. Song.

They came here with Madam Song only for one purpose.

That is the power of the house.

Both of them wanted to sit in the position of the Song Family Patriarch.

pity.

Mrs. Song is not blind, she knows very well who is the one who has the talent to run the family.

Hearing the words, Mrs. Song nodded, "Yes, we haven't seen A Ruan for a long time. I don't know if this child has lost weight! By the way, how many days does A Ruan come back this time?"

"A total of ten days." Zhao Ruan replied.

"Have been on vacation for more than half a year and only have ten days off?" Mrs. Song frowned slightly.

Zhao Ruan said with a smile: "I told A Ruan long ago that girls don't have to fight like this, the M organization is so tired, usually manage it strictly, or quit, but this child doesn't, you must insist on whatever you say. Come down, I don't know who this stubborn donkey looks like!"

"Follow me!" Mrs. Song laughed out loud, "This child's personality is exactly the same as when I was young. Once you choose this path, if you don't make a name for it, you won't turn back!"

This is why Mrs. Song likes Song Ruan so much.

Zhao Ruan also laughed.

In fact, when she first married to the Song family, she did not get along very well with Mrs. Song's mother-in-law and daughter-in-law.

After all, mother-in-law and daughter-in-law are natural enemies.

But since Song Ruan was born, Mrs. Song's attitude towards her has taken a 180-degree turn.

Half an hour later, Zhao Ruan came out of Mrs. Song's bedroom.

happened to meet Zhang Xueyan, the daughter-in-law of the Song family who had brought ginseng soup for Mrs. Song to drink.

Zhao Ruan was in a good mood, "Where did my sister-in-law bring ginseng soup to my mother?"

"Well." Zhang Xueyan smiled at Zhao Ruan, "Where are you going?"

Zhao Ruan continued: "I just talked to my mother for a while, and now I'm ready to go back. Sister-in-law's ginseng soup is good, and it was covered with a lid, so I smelled a fragrance. I knew I should also make some ginseng soup and bring it here. To replenish my body."

But who made her raise a good daughter?

Even if there is no ginseng soup, Mrs. Song still likes them.

Zhang Xueyan could hear Zhao Ruan's overtones, but he didn't say much, just said: "As long as you have this kind of filial piety, it's all the same, whether you boil the ginseng soup or not!"

"Sister-in-law, then I'll go back first."

Zhang Xueyan nodded, "Yes."

As soon as they turned around, they removed all their disguises.

Zhang Xueyan's face was full of disdain.

Zhao Ruan is proud.

When he first married into the Song family, Zhang Xueyan became a man in one fell swoop and gave birth to the eldest grandson of the Song family.

What about her?

Not only was he not favored by Mrs. Song, but he also gave birth to a daughter.

Zhang Xueyen and second sister-in-law Han Xiaoxiao didn't know how many times they laughed at her behind their backs.

Until Song Ruan was six years old, she showed an amazing talent in reading, and later she helped Mrs. Song to solve a very important solution, which made Mrs. Song a treasure.

It turns out that she has such a great granddaughter.

Song Ruan is like a dusty pearl.

Zhang Xueyan walked to the door of Mrs. Song's room, smiled again, and reached out to knock on the door.

Neither fast nor slow.

"Who is it?" After a while, Madam Song's voice came from inside.

"Mom, it's me." Zhang Xueyen said softly.

"come in."

Zhang Xueyan pushed the door in.

Mrs. Song was sitting in front of the desk. Although she was over ninety years old, her spirit was still bright, especially her eyes were like torches, which made people dare not look directly.

This is the momentum.

An aura that ordinary people do not have.

"What's the matter?" Seeing Zhang Xueyan coming over, Mrs. Song put down her pen.

Zhang Xueyan immediately brought the ginseng soup to Mrs. Song, "Mom, this is the ginseng soup I made for you, you can drink it while it's hot."

"It's a hot day, you have a heart."

Zhang Xueyan lowered his head, "This is what my daughter-in-law should do."

What if Zhao Ruan has a good daughter?

As the saying goes, a married daughter spills water.

Mrs. Song is just getting old, but she is not confused.

After thinking about it with her toes, she knew that she would not hand over Nuoda's Song family to an outsider.

Without the obstacle of Song Ruan, then there are only two heirs left for Mrs. Song.

Her son Song Changsong, and the second son Song Changbai.

It can be seen from the naming of the two children that Mrs. Song attaches great importance to her grandson.

The grandson named Songbai Yannian.

And the granddaughter became Ruan.

Nguyen is soft.

The woman is weak, and at first glance, she knew that Mrs. Song was not optimistic about Song Ruan at all.

Zhao Ruan was complacent for a while, but not for the rest of his life.

just wait.

One day, she, Zhao Ruan, will clamp her tail and be a human being.

Thinking of this, Zhang Xueyan narrowed his eyes.

Mrs. Song drank the ginseng soup, "I haven't seen the boss recently, how is he?"

"Liangjin is very good, you don't have to worry," Zhang Xueyan continued: "I only spoke to him yesterday, saying that I was busy with things over there, and I would be back in a few days."

"Okay." Madam Song nodded.

After drinking the ginseng soup, Zhang Xueyan put away the empty bowl, "Mom, then you're busy, I'm going out."

"Go."

Zhang Xueyan turned and left with the bowl in hand.

Looking at the back of the eldest daughter-in-law, Mrs. Song narrowed her eyes.

In fact, she knew very well what the three daughter-in-laws were thinking.

is nothing more than to hold the power of the family.

If possible, she also hopes to hand over the Song family to her grandson.

pity.

Those two are things that mud can't support on the wall. Mrs. Song knows very well that the Song family can only flourish in the hands of Song Ruan.

Zhang Xueyan just walked out of the old lady's yard when Han Xiaoxiao came.

Seeing Zhang Xueyen, Han Xiaoxiao said with a smile, "It's unfortunate that I'm here, sister-in-law, what delicious food did you give mom?"

"There is nothing delicious, so I cooked some ginseng soup and sent it." Zhang Xueyen said.

The two have their own thoughts.

But the purpose is the same.

After the words fell, Zhang Xueyan then asked: "When I arrived, Ru An just left, I came out of the mother's room, and you came."

This is telling Han Xiaoxiao.

Song Changbai's competitors are not them, but Song Liangjin, Zhao Ruan and Song Ruan's family of three.

Han Xiaoxiao squinted her eyes. Like Zhang Xueyan, she had never put Song Ruan in her eyes.

is nothing but a girl's film.

What is she?

Song Ruan is not qualified to compete with Song Changbai!

Han Xiaoxiao smiled and said, "Ruan has always been filial, especially the child of A Ruan."

Zhang Xueyen nodded, also acting on the scene, "Who said it wasn't."

After the words fell, Zhang Xueyan continued: "I just heard from my mother that A Ruan will be picking up the boat at ten o'clock in the morning tomorrow."

Han Xiaoxiao raised her lips slightly, "Mom is just such a granddaughter, she's not around yet, it's normal to pamper and love. It just so happens that I'll be fine tomorrow, I'll go to the pier with Mom and the others!"

Zhang Xueyan squinted his eyes without a trace, "Well, that's what I told my mother just now."

Han Xiaoxiao continued, "Sister-in-law, then I'll go first."

"Yes." Zhang Xueyan nodded.

Han Xiaoxiao came to Mrs. Song's house.

the other side.

Song Wei checked the situation of Song Family in E Continent.

Suddenly found that all the information of the Song family was hidden,

Song Jing narrowed her eyes slightly and switched to her own tuba.

soon.

The Song family's network in Jingzhou, as well as family members' information, are all revealed.

The old lady of the Song family is 91 years old this year.

Like old lady Song, she has three sons.

is Song Liangjin, Song Liangyan, and Song Shenxing.

These three sons correspond to an idiom.

Be cautious in words and deeds.

From this, it can be seen that Mr. Song and Mrs. Song used to be low-key people.

Today, Song Liangjin and his wife Zhang Xueyan have a son, Song Changsong.

Song Liangyan and his wife Han Xiaoxiao have a son, Song Changbai.

Then there is Song Shenxing and Zhao Ruan's daughter, Song Ruan.

Song Ruan is a rare talented woman and the pride of Mrs. Song.

Song also found a problem.

That is the head of the Song family.

Song Xiuwei said that the current head of the Song family is the third son of the Song family, Song Shenxing.

actually not.

At present, the Song family is still in the hands of Mrs. Song.

And, it seems, she should be training Song Ruan as her successor.

After grasping the general situation of the Song family, Song Yu closed the computer and tidied up and bowed.

E Continent is a long way, it takes 9 hours by plane and then 3 hours by ferry.

It takes two days in total.

As soon as I packed up, there was a knock on the door.

"Come in."

"Yanyan." Zheng Mei pushed open the door and entered.

Song Jing nodded slightly, "Mom."

Zheng Mei held a box in his hand, "This is a gift that your dad and I prepared for your second grandmother. In recent years, we haven't received any news about her old man. Thinking about it, she should still be alive."

After the words fell, Zheng Mei continued: "You finally go there, you can't go empty-handed."

"Okay." Song Jing took the box and asked curiously, "What's inside?"

"Open it and see." Zheng Mei said.

Song Po opened the box.

I saw a very beautiful dzi bead lying in the box.

Dzi Beads are also called Heavenly Stones, because the surface patterns are naturally formed, so they are very rare and rare. It is also a product of the ancient Xiangxiong civilization, so it is also a symbol of identity.

This kind of thing has always been priceless.

Song Xiuwei and Zheng Mei decided to give the dzi beads to Mrs. Song of Continent E, which is also a respect for her old man.

After all, Mrs. Song and Mrs. Song are the same generation.

The two also fought on the battlefield side by side.

Zheng Mei continued: "You have collected this dzi bead for a long time, and it has a special meaning for her elderly family. Now it is a continuation of another meaning for you to give it to your second grandmother."

"Okay." Song Jing nodded slightly, "I will hand this over to her old man."

"Well, you keep it safe."

After the words fell, Zheng Mei took Song Jing's hand again and explained some words to be careful about safety.

No matter how powerful Song Jing is, in Zheng Mei's heart, she will always be the daughter who needs to be protected.

Song Jing smiled and said, "Mom I know, don't worry, I'm not alone this time."

Zheng Mei seemed to think of something, "By the way, Yanyan, haven't you had any conflicts with Xiaoyu these days?"

"No." Song Yu said.

"It's fine if you don't," Zheng Maeshun folded the clothes on Song Hua's bed. "Although Xiaoyu's child may not be able to do much, sometimes it's not good to be too outstanding. Mom can see that, Xiaoyu is sincere to you, during the period of time you were in a coma, if it wasn't for him to find the genius doctor, your dad and I would really have no choice at all!"

At that time, Zheng Mei and Song Xiuwei were really desperate.

They were full of expectation that Song Jing would wake up.

can be exchanged for the doctor's sentence: prepare a shroud.

Although it has been a long time, Zheng Mei's heart throbs as long as he thinks of that scene.

At the end, Zheng Mei continued: "You child, you are not allowed to bully Xiaoyu, do you know?"

Song Jing laughed softly, "Mom, shouldn't you be worried that he will bully me?"

"Xiaoyu is not that kind of person," said Zheng Mei with a sigh, "Did you notice that there is a piece of white hair on top of Xiaoyu's head."

"No."

After all, she and Yu Tingzhi have a height difference of nearly twenty centimeters.

In addition, Yu Tingzhi pays great attention to his image and combs his hair meticulously at all times, Song Jing really didn't notice it.

Zheng Mei continued: "You will know if you look closely."

Song Jing frowned slightly, "But he has white hair on top of his head, what does it have to do with him not being that kind of person?"

Zheng Mei looked at Song Yan with a serious look, "Because he didn't have white hair on his head before he went to the doctor, when he brought the doctor back, not only did white hair grow on his head, he even looked haggard. . You were in a coma and it wasn't clear at the time, but I saw it for real!"

Since then, Zheng Mei has been thinking that no matter what Yu Tingzhi becomes in the future, she will marry Song Jing to Yu Tingzhi.

after all.

Yu Tingzhi was the second person besides Song Xiuwei's father who had grey hair for Song Wei.

"If Xiaoyu hadn't found the genius doctor at that time, there would be no you now." Zheng Mei said.

After listening to this sentence, Song Jing's face couldn't tell what she looked like.

My heart turned a thousand times.

These things, Yu Tingzhi had never mentioned them in front of her.

After a while, she smiled and said, "Don't worry, Mom, I won't bully him."

Unless the abdominal muscles on Yu Tingzhi disappeared one day.

Zheng Mei nodded and asked again, "Then why didn't Xiaoyu come with you this time?"

Yu Tingzhi is a reliable person.

With him around, Zheng Mei can feel more at ease.

Song Jing explained: "He also has his own affairs to be busy with."

"Okay then." Zheng Mei smiled and said, "As long as you and Xiaoyu are fine, Mom will be relieved."

At the moment when Song Wei's life was at stake, it was Yu Tingzhi who took his life to protect her.

If Song Jie dumped him, it would be too heartbreaking.

After finishing a sentence, Zheng Mei stood up from the sofa, "Yanyan, you have to get up early tomorrow morning to catch the plane, and go to bed early at night!"

"Ok mom, good night."

"Good night."

Zheng Mei turned and left.

Looking at the closed door, Song Jing took out her mobile phone and sent a WeChat message to her fiance whose legs were 1.9 meters long.

is still the familiar four words.

Time, photo.

It seems that no matter what time, Yu Tingzhi can reply in seconds.

He instantly returned a selfie with time.

Behind him is a tall building.

He was in country P, and it was twelve o'clock in the afternoon.

Soon, he sent another WeChat message: [Leader, are you satisfied?

good.

Immediately, Song Yu also posted a photo with time.

She was wearing pajamas, leaning against the head of the bed, and her beautiful peach blossom eyes were as bright as stars.

The white suspender pajamas reveal fair skin and a graceful collarbone.

Two thin straps are attached to the skirt, as if it will break at any time.

is mind-blowing.

The photo was taken with the original camera.

The is so clear that you can even see a fine layer of fluff on the skin.

Looking at the girl in the photo, Mr. Yu swallowed consciously in the rain.

This sudden thirst.

Does it look good?

It's beautiful and delicious. Yu Ting's reply.

A sentence.

has two meanings.

Eating such a beautiful collarbone will make you feel full, right?

rogue!

I am an honest person. Yu Tingzhi also provided an honest expression pack.

Song Jing hooked her lips lightly, "I have to catch a flight tomorrow morning, so I'm going to sleep first."

it is good.

Soon, Song Jing put down her phone and went to sleep.

On the other hand, Yu Tingzhi went to the bathroom silently.

soon.

There was a rushing sound of water.

Fire.

is still the most direct way to extinguish it with water.

The next morning.

Song Wei got up and ran as usual.

Rarely, Feng He Nian actually got up with Song Wei this morning.

Seeing what year the wind is, Song Jing raised her eyebrows slightly, "The sun is coming out from the west today?"

Feng He Nian cried and said, "Old fox, I found out that I have gained ten pounds since I came to your house! If it goes on like this, how can I create a myth with your elder brother? I have decided that starting today, I will To follow you, get up at 5:30 every morning to run!"

"Can you hold on?"

"Whoever can't hold on is a puppy!"

Song Jing laughed softly, "Then let's start running."

First lap.

Feng He Nian is full of confidence, "I thought running was so tiring! It turned out to be so easy."

Second round.

"Although I'm a little tired, I can still persevere! Come on, you are the best!"

The third circle.

"Oh yeah! Persevere! Come on! Old fox, how many laps are we going to run?"

Song Jing turned her eyes slightly, "I run ten laps every morning."

Feng He Nian was panting and his face was covered in sweat, "Old fox, you pervert!"

Song Jing continued: "If you can't hold on, go back and rest."

"Who are you looking down on!"

Feng He Nian regrouped and ran to the front of Song Yu in one go.

Song Jing was not in a hurry and ran slowly.

When he finally ran to the sixth lap, Feng He Nian couldn't hold on anymore, he sat directly on the ground and looked up at Song Wei.

"Old fox, in fact, I don't think there's anything wrong with being a dog."

"I'm not running anymore, just run by yourself!"

"It's just self-abuse! It's not necessary to abuse yourself for a man, right? If your elder brother likes me because I'm thin, it means that he is a superficial person!"

"Successful men look inside!"

"And I'm not fat at all."

So, under self-hypnosis, Feng He Nian gave up running and sat on the lounge chair to watch Song Yu run.

Song : "."

After ten laps, Feng He Nian went back with Song Yu.

Zheng Mei saw Feng He Nian and Song Jing together, and said curiously, "Have you gone for a run every year?"

"Well," Feng He Nian nodded without a guilty conscience, "Auntie, since I came to your house, I have gained ten pounds!"

"Ten kilograms fatter? How is that possible!" Zheng Mei looked up and down at Feng He Nian, and said nonsense with open eyes, "You look not only not fat, but also a little thin, if you want me to see it, it must be bad. !"

Feng He Nian continued: "But I can't wear the clothes I used to wear."

Zheng Mei said: "That must be the shrinkage of the clothes."

"Really?" Feng He Nian looked at Zheng Mei.

Zheng Mei nodded, "Of course it's true, it's normal for cotton clothes to shrink. Year after year, your figure is just right now, don't learn from those young people who blindly pursue thinness, it's not good to be too thin. Us old people , all like chubby, lucky!"

Hearing the last sentence, Feng He Nian burst into tears.

Chubby?

Fortune?

Is she fat enough to make money now?

So heartbreaking!

Zheng Mei continued: "Look at Yanyan, she is too thin! It looks good, but every time the wind blows, I will be very worried."

"What are you worried about?" Feng He Nian then asked.

Zheng Mei said: "I'm worried that she will be blown away by the strong wind, not like you."

What year is the wind: "."

She is already fat.

Why stab her twice.

so sad.

This was not the result she wanted.

Next to , Song Yu had already hid in the corner, smiling like a 500-pound fat man.

Feng He Nian secretly vowed that she must lose weight!

Slim down!

Although he thought so, when he was eating, Feng He Nian couldn't help showing off five meat buns in one breath.

Ten o'clock in the morning.

Song Wei arrived at the airport on time.

That Tuyuan was already waiting for Song Yu at the boarding gate.

"Master!"

He walked over and took Song Jing's suitcase.

Song Jing came from Kadian, and she just boarded the plane when she arrived.

That Tuyuan said with a smile: "Master, you are really amazing, you can stick just right every time."

A reasonable grasp of every minute is also a kind of ability.

In terms of time management, Song Yu has almost done it to the extreme.

No one can compare.

Song Jing turned her eyes slightly, "You can too."

That Tuyuan shook his head, "I don't have a good grasp of it, I almost missed the plane last time."

Song Jing looked at Tuyuan, and continued: "After arriving at Continent E, we will divide our troops into two separate ways. You go to find out the whereabouts of Blue Moon Grass, and I will do some private affairs."

"Good master."

the other side.

E continent.

Mrs. Song and Zhao Ruan, as well as the eldest daughter-in-law and the second daughter-in-law came to the pier to pick them up.

Ship at twelve.

It's only half past eleven.

Han Xiaoxiao frowned slightly, subconsciously feeling that her mother-in-law cared too much about Song Ruan.

Fortunately, no matter how much my mother-in-law paid attention to Song Ruan, it would not change the fact that she was a girl.

Thinking of this, Han Xiaoxiao's mind became more balanced.

Twelve o'clock sharp.

The ship docked at the pier on time.

This is a large ship that can accommodate a thousand people.

Crowded.

Mrs. Song stared at the exit like a torch, and she was reluctant to even blink, for fear that she might miss her precious granddaughter accidentally.

It was hot at noon.

Han Xiaoxiao looked at the beads of sweat on Mrs. Song's forehead and kindly suggested, "Mom, why don't you sit in the rest area and wait for us. We'll call you when we see A Ruan."

Hearing this, Zhao Ruan nodded in agreement, "Second sister-in-law is right, Mom, go and rest first, just leave it to us here."

"I am not tired."

She wanted Song Ruan to be the first to see her.

In the past, she could walk like a fly with a rifle that weighed more than 30 pounds, but now it's just a little hotter, and there's nothing she can't hold on.

At this moment, a beautiful young woman walked out of the crowd.

Shawl for long hair.

Wearing a white tunic dress and carrying a small suitcase.

Clean and neat.

Seeing this, Zhao Ruan's eyes lit up and shouted, "Aruan! Mom! It's Aruan!"

Hearing this, Mrs. Song was also very excited, and immediately asked, "Where is it? Where is my A Ruan?"

"It's there!"

Finally saw Song Ruan in the crowd, Madam Song almost jumped up and waved her hand: "A Ruan, here!"

Song Ruan over there also finally saw Mrs. Song, and immediately ran over to hug the old man.

"Grandma!"

The grandfather and grandson are deeply in love.

Zhang Xueyan frowned indistinctly.

Fortunately, this Song Ruan is a daughter. If Song Ruan was a man, then Mrs. Song would not have to give her all her heart?

After seeing her daughter after half a year, Zhao Ruan wiped away tears with excitement.

Song Ruan looked at her mother, "Mom, I'm back."

Zhao Ruan nodded, "It's good to be back, good to be back."

It is true that she has a plan in the Song family.

But it is also true to love daughters.

After all, Song Ruan is everything to her.

Song Ruan then greeted the two aunts.

"Long time no see, the two aunts are young again."

"A Nguyen has a sweet mouth, but her daughter is caring," Zhang Xueyan said, "unlike Changsong, who can't speak to me all day at home."

Although Song Changsong didn't talk much to her.

But just talk to Mrs. Song a lot.

Han Xiaoxiao answered immediately, "No, I, the person I envy the most is Ru An."

Mrs. Song didn't like the behavior of her two daughters-in-law very much, for fear that her precious granddaughter would be damaged, she immediately grabbed Song Ruan's hand, and continued: "Go, go home with grandma, and tell grandma by the way, these two years What has happened since!"

"Okay." Song Ruan nodded and followed Old Lady Song's footsteps.

The grandfather and grandson talked while walking.

Song Ruan has spent more time with Mrs. Song than with her parents since she was a child, so she has endless topics to chat with Mrs. Song.

"Grandma, haven't you eaten well recently? You've lost a lot of weight."

Hearing this, Zhao Ruan smiled and said: "No, when you are not at home, your grandma talks about you all day long, and the food is not delicious. Ah Ruan, you have to talk about your grandma well so that she can be on time. Have a meal."

In this house, Mrs. Song listened to Song Ruan the most.

Song Ruan looked at Mrs. Song, "Grandma, is everything my mother said true?"

"Don't listen to her nonsense, it's nothing."

Song Ruan looked serious, "Grandma, you must eat well and pay attention to your body. I also want you to watch me grow and become stronger, able to protect yourself, and to protect the entire northwest!"

Song Ruan is very ambitious.

Her goal is not just the Northwest, but the entire E continent.

As for the Garcia family?

It should have been swept away like garbage!

"Okay." Madam Song nodded with a smile on her face.

It was only when she faced Song Ruan that she laughed so happily.

Hearing this, Zhang Xueyan and Han Xiaoxiao had disdainful expressions on their faces.

Even Song Ruan, a girl, wants to rule the Northwest?

is simply whimsical!

Shameless.

Nine hours later.

The plane arrived at the southern airport of Continent E.

This is the home of the Garcia family.

Clear water for foreigners.

Just a while at the airport, Song Jing met five people from different countries.

Language is also varied.

After arriving in the south, it was already one o'clock at night, so Tuyuan booked a hotel in advance, rested for a night, and then set off for the next destination.

After arriving at the hotel, Song Yu sent a message to her family to report safety.

and then send it to Yu Tingzhi.

The next morning.

Song Jing took the ferry to the northwest, while Tuyuan took another boat.

She is going to visit Song's house with Mrs. Song's dzi beads.

Three hours later.

Boats docked at the pier.

The Song family covers the sky with only one hand in the northwest, and it is not difficult to find the old house.

Song Jing rested in the hotel for a while, and then came to the Song family's old house.

The old house still retains the ancient architectural style.

is very stylish.

There is security guarding the door.

Song Jing just walked over, but was stopped by the security captain, "Stop! Little girl, this is not a place where everyone can come."

Song Jing's expression was indifferent. Facing the uniformed security captain, there was no strange expression of fear on her face, "Hello, I'm from the capital. Please pass this to Mrs. Song."

The security captain of the Song family is not an ordinary person.

makes people afraid to look directly.

But Song Yu was not afraid at all.

She doesn't act like a teenage girl.

Instead, he was like a big leader who came to inspect.

is full of aura.

Even Song Ruan, the proud daughter of the sky, was more than three points shorter in front of her.

When the security captain saw Song Yu take out the things, and the little girl had an extraordinary temperament, he didn't dare to neglect, and immediately asked someone to take the things to Mrs. Song.

When the security guard found Mrs. Song with something, she was chatting with Song Ruan.

Hearing this, Mrs. Song frowned slightly, "Why did you find him so quickly? Where is the person now?"

She only received the letter from the capital on the front foot, and Song Yu arrived on the back foot.

How impatient is this?

Really rich and distant relatives in the mountains.

"Just outside the door."

Mrs. Song narrowed her eyes, "Let Xiao Du go over and lead the person to the guest room to rest first."

When the time comes, just give some money and it will be sent.

You can't ask her to see everyone in person.

"OK."

After the security guard left, Song Ruan asked curiously, "Grandma, who is here?"

Mrs. Song spoke casually, "A well that is not full."

"An unfilled well?" Song Ruan was very puzzled.

What kind of person would make the grandma, who has always been highly respected, say these words?

Mrs. Song then explained: "It's from the capital."

Now Song Ruan understood.

When she was a child, she heard her grandmother talk about the past.

The curious look on Song Ruan's face gradually disappeared, and then he said, "Grandma, no matter what, the Song family in the capital and we are of the same lineage. We don't look at the monk's face but also the Buddha's face."

Good morning, everyone~

Today is also the process of asking for a ticket.

What mua!(*3)

(end of this chapter)