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After thinking for a while, Song Qingning took off his disguise and walked up to her to say hello, "Uncle Ji, you are here too, what a coincidence."

The age difference between the two is not much, but she is his sixth uncle's fiancée, so they are of different generations.

Ji Xiaofu obviously didn't expect to meet an acquaintance, who was also a junior of her fiancé.

At this time, Ji Xiaofu and Yang Buhui in her arms were both at a loss, their eyes were wandering, and they stammered and couldn't speak.

Song Qingning felt that she was not thick-skinned enough! However, she was not afraid to apologize to her sixth uncle.

Although she and Yang Xiao were forced at the beginning, now that they had made up their minds, they shouldn't have dragged Yin Liting along.

Pointing at Yang Buhui who was protected in her arms, she asked, "Uncle Ji, who is this little girl?"

Seeing that he was pointing at Yang Buhui, the two of them couldn't help but leave nervously. They hugged each other even tighter, making him look like a vicious villain who was bullying them.

However, Song Qingning did not back down and just looked at them with a smile.

Ji Xiaofu's lips moved a few times, but she still didn't say anything. However, Yang Buhui, who was curled up in her arms, couldn't help but call her mother.

Song Qingning looked at Ji Xiaofu with a smile but didn't say anything.

Song Qingshu was young and hot-tempered, so he stepped forward angrily to question and seek justice for his sixth uncle.

Song Qingning stopped him in time, "Qingshu, this is not the place to talk."

Then he turned to Ji Xiaofu and said, "Uncle Ji, if you don't want to marry into our Wudang, you can just say so. My Sixth Uncle is definitely a gentleman, and we in Wudang will never do anything like forcing others. There is no need to make a fuss about this, right?"

In fact, Song Qingning had no intention of making things difficult for Ji Xiaofu, but his position was clear. As a member of the Wudang Sect, he should naturally side with the Wudang Sect.

However, looking at Yang Buhui who was huddled in Ji Xiaofu's arms, Song Qingning didn't say anything else.

He said goodbye to Ji Xiaofu and left with Song Qingshu.

Song Qingshu was still indignant, looking at Song Qingning with complaint, "Sister, how could you let her go so easily? She was engaged to Uncle Six, and you dared... to beat your daughter like that!"

After all, he is still a young boy with tender skin and good upbringing, so he cannot say anything unpleasant.

She smoothed his hair and said, "This is the elders' business. We just need to bring the news to them. The rest is up to them to decide. As the younger generation, we should not interfere. Besides, this is Sixth Uncle's marriage, and he should make the decision himself."

Song Qingshu was not someone who would not listen to advice, so he didn't say anything more, but he was still a little depressed on the rest of the journey.

It was not until the two of them reached the Han River and met Zhou's father that Song Qingshu's expression looked better.

As soon as the two sides met, Zhou's father immediately came forward to greet them warmly. However, Song Qingning had already changed back to her female attire, so he did not recognize her. Instead, he bowed to Song Qingshu and said, "Brother Song, are you back from work? Why don't you see your elder brother? What's the matter?"

Song Qingning chuckled and replied in his male voice, "Please forgive me, Brother Zhou. I disguised myself for the convenience of traveling. I didn't mean to deceive. I wonder how my sister-in-law is doing now. Is she feeling better?"

Father Zhou was startled by Song Qingning's sudden voice, but he quickly reacted and waved his hand, "Hey, be careful. It's inconvenient for a girl to go out. The child's mother is much better now, thanks to Miss Song. Now she is pregnant again, and she is not feeling well, so she is resting at home."

As he spoke, Zhou's father's smile never relaxed, and he was obviously very happy.

The three of them chatted for a while, and then Zhou's father invited them back to his home and insisted on thanking them.

Song Qingning still had plans to take them away, so he agreed without much hesitation.

How could one visit someone empty-handed? So he took out a piece of fine cotton cloth from the carriage as a gift.

The Zhou family lived in a small village not far from the waterfront, and it only took a quarter of an hour by horse carriage to get there.

It can be seen that the Zhou family's financial situation is indeed not that good. The house is quite old, but it is very clean. It is obvious that Zhou's mother is a very clean and tidy person.

As soon as they arrived at the door, Zhou's father loudly called out to the two of them to come in quickly, and then asked the mother and daughter to come out to meet the guests.

After the two sides exchanged greetings, Song Qingshu and Zhou Zhiruo chatted about what they had seen and heard along the way.

Song Qingning handed the prepared cotton cloth to Zhou's mother, "Please forgive me, sister-in-law. I didn't mean to lie. This cotton cloth is most suitable for children. Just consider it as my apology and congratulations to you on your pregnancy."

Zhou's mother quickly declined, "Miss Song is too polite. This cotton cloth is too expensive. We can't accept it."

Song Qingning didn't like arguing, she was most afraid of this, so she quickly pushed the things in front of Zhou's mother, "Sister-in-law, please accept it, otherwise I will feel uneasy and think that sister-in-law will not forgive me!"

Fearing that she would continue to refuse, he quickly changed the subject, "Sister-in-law looks a little thinner, why don't you take her pulse again?"

Having said that, he took Zhou's mother's hand and took her pulse without further ado.

After a while, he let go and pondered over what to say to make them agree to move out.

It was very difficult for ancient people to get them away from their homeland. Unless they encountered natural disasters or man-made disasters, no one was willing to leave their hometown.

Maybe she had been thinking for too long. Seeing that she didn't say anything, Zhou's mother began to get nervous and thought something was wrong with her. "Miss Zhou, is there something wrong?"

Song Qingning came back to her senses and quickly comforted her, "No, no, sister-in-law is much healthier now, just take care of her slowly."

Zhou's mother breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this. Song Qingning smiled embarrassedly, and the two of them turned to chatting about family matters.

Not long after, Zhou's father prepared the food and called for them to eat. "The conditions are simple, just some simple meals. Don't be disgusted, try my cooking."

Zhou's father's cooking skills are pretty good. I heard that his parents died early and he has no relatives, so in order to have cheap and hot meals, he learned how to cook from the neighbor aunt.

After dinner, Song Qingning stated his purpose, "Brother Zhou, sister-in-law, I'm sure you can see that my brother and I have kung fu skills."

Seeing the two of them nodded nervously, he continued, "To be honest, we are disciples of Wudang Mountain. I will speak frankly. I see that Zhiruo has great talent, and it will be buried if she stays here. Moreover, in this world, you need to have some skills to live well. My sister and I want to take her with us. What do you think? If you want to go with us, that would be great."

The couple looked at each other, hesitating and unable to make up their mind. Finally, looking at their daughter, their love for her prevailed.