With his heart down, he felt happy, wiped away his tears, patted Brother Qing's hand, and said with a smile: "Although your brother Song is not filial, and you have walked away for more than ten years without returning home, but you are capable and strong. It's reasonable, he should save you. Brother Qing, you should come to the house more in the future, the old lady wants to talk to you young people when she is old. "

Wei Ziqing said with a smile: "I came here today to thank brother Song for taking care of me. It's too much trouble for him. Of course, I also came to see my aunt. Brother Qing was ignorant before and didn't know that my aunt was close to me. In the future I see, I will definitely come to talk to my aunt often."

One of the two was deliberately flattering, and the other was full of thoughts, but they were enjoying themselves in harmony, and they seemed to be happy with each other.

At this time, Song Boming came back.

"Mother, I'm back." Then he looked at Wei Ziqing, "Brother Qing? Why are you here?"

Wei Ziqing stood up, but squatted for too long, unexpectedly, his eyes suddenly turned black, and his legs were about to fall to the ground as soon as his legs softened.

I just felt a pair of powerful arms support his arm, and immediately retracted my hand after straightening him.

Wei Ziqing's face turned red, his head was lowered, his panicked voice trembled, as if he was frightened.

"Song, brother Song, I just came to see my aunt, um... I, I'm leaving first."

After finishing speaking, disregarding Mrs. Wang urging him to stay longer, she hurried out of Master Song.

Mrs. Wang was puzzled, he was blind and didn't see what happened, "Why did you leave the child as soon as you came back, and I said to bring him some snacks to eat back."

Song Boming unloaded the firewood on his back, "I brought him some snacks that day, you should eat more yourself."

"Oh, Bo Ming, Ah Mu asked you, what do you think of Brother Qing?"

Brother Qing?Seeing Eminem's smiling face, you can tell what he's up to.

"Brother Qing is quite pitiful." But he refused to say anything else.

"Oh? It's so pitiful, you marry him back, isn't it just saving him from the pit of fire."

Song Boming put down the firewood helplessly, "Brother Qing is ten years younger than me, so I'd better stop talking about it."

Let’s not say that he can’t marry now, just think about Brother Qing being like a little beggar, dirty and smelly, and skinny like a ghost—it’s not that he looks down on him, after all, he was born in that family, but being him His wife shuddered just thinking about it, so forget it.

"What's wrong with being ten years younger? My son is so good, and Brother Qing's reputation has been defeated by his uncle. You are just a little older. It happens that you two get together. Our family must be very close to Brother Qing. Your Wei Er Uncle Quan will only be happy when he finds out! I can see that my brother is also interested in you..."

Seeing that Ah Mu was talking more and more vigorously, Song Poming couldn't just say that he disliked him, so he had to interrupt: "Don't worry, Ah Mu, I will take care of Brother Qing, but I don't mean that to Brother Qing, so don't mention it anymore. "

Not to mention that Wang's mind was still unbroken, and Wei Ziqing left the Song family with his face covered, eyes full of remorse and shame.

His fluster just now was five percent not faked, not because he was embarrassed by being touched, but because he saw the flash of disgust in Song Da's eyes!

He knows that he is dirty and smelly, and it is normal for others to despise him. Doesn't he despise himself too, but knowing is one thing, seeing is another. The cleanest person in his previous life is now How could he not be annoyed that he was disliked for being dirty?

After gathering his mind and counting the time, he went to the nearest forest, picked up a dozen or so twigs that no one picked up, and then returned to Wei's house.

Sure enough, as soon as he entered the door, he heard Liu's broken gong voice.

"When did you come back? Where did you go crazy! Picking up so much junk in a short while? I think you are completely stupid..."

Seeing that Wei Ziqing lowered his head and did not speak, his whole body trembling like a sieve, his anger subsided a bit.

"Go back to your den."

Because he came back at a specially chosen meal time, as expected, Mrs. Liu didn't scold him too much, and hurriedly told him to leave the yard quickly.

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