Don't panic, my mother and I are dressed as Houfu mother-in-law and daughter-in-law!

Chapter 19 Misunderstanding
To help drag Xue Lin'er?Or help Song Chengye hold down Xue Lan?
Zhang Yong was at a loss for words when asked, if he had a way, he wouldn't be burning his ass to rescue soldiers!

Who knows that now, it seems that they haven't moved after moving.

Song Chengye was being harassed, and was very dissatisfied with Song Hengye watching the fire from the other side.

However, the few women in the room had nothing to do with Song Hengye, so they suppressed their anger and said: "Hengye, you first order someone to take Aunt Lin down, so don't disturb your mother's recovery."

Song Hengye glanced at Xue Lin'er who was still holding onto the door frame and crying: "Are you sure?"

Although he hadn't seen her a few times, he knew that this was Song Chengye's favorite concubine. Almost every time he met, he would cling to Song Chengye's side like a dodder.

At this time, Song Chengye waved his hands like chasing flies: "Hurry up, hurry up, I'm so annoyed by her crying!"

"it is good."

Song Hengye nodded, then raised his chin slightly to the side, stepping forward knowingly, and stepped forward with a knife.

The whole world is quiet.

Gu Qingyou: ...

Song Chengye:? !
Song Hengye: "Drag away."

As if they had been pardoned, the two women quickly dragged the people on the ground and ran away.

Xue Lan's eyes lit up, he looked at the handsome man at the door, pushed Song Chengye away, and waved, "Is it Hengye? Come here."

His eyes were too eager, as if he forgot that he had just come here once, and was kicked out.

Song Hengye didn't know why, but he still went up to say hello.

Xue Lan stared at his handsome face for a long time. No matter how you look at it, he was much more pleasing to the eye than Song Chengye. She smiled brightly and asked softly, "How old is Hengye this year? Is there a girl you like?"

Gu Qingyou thumped, and looked this way suddenly, feeling a bad premonition in her heart.

Mom's eyes and tone are so familiar to her!
Back then, in order to let her get married early, whenever the company came to a handsome young man of high quality, my mother would check the household registration and question all three generations of the family. It was more detailed than a political examination. Same hair!
But now she is my mother's daughter-in-law!

"Cough~ cough cough!"

She had no choice but to remind her, but Xue Lan gave her a dissatisfied look: "You go out first."

Song Chengye also frowned and said, "Cough it out, don't infect your mother!"

Gu Qingyou was speechless for the whole time, and walked out of the door depressedly and squatted down.

Song Hengye was only surprised. The Xue family was not friendly to him in the past, or how guarded he was, why did he suddenly care about his private affairs today?

But the other party was an elder and also his mother in name, so he replied respectfully: "Mrs. Hui, Hengye has just turned eighteen this year."

Xue Lan was mainly concerned about the second question. Seeing that he kept silent, she persevered in asking: "Then is there any girl you like?"

Song Hengye was silent: "No."

"That's really great!" Xue Lan was overjoyed, and pointed out: "A man should put his career first, and let go of love first. This good marriage will come later!"

Song Chengye's eyelids twitched, thinking that Mrs. Xue was using Song Hengye to point him out, so he couldn't help but take two steps back to the side.

Song Hengye felt bitter, now that Song Lian is not here, Xue has the right to decide his marriage, is it possible that she wants to threaten him with his marriage in order to guard against herself?
Sighing silently, he stepped forward and saluted Xue Lan respectfully, his tone showing no sign of helplessness: "Madam, don't worry, Hengye is busy with military affairs, and will return to the camp immediately after the funeral is over tomorrow... Moreover, there has been no one in recent years. Planning to start a family."

After finishing speaking, he raised his eyebrows and stood up, his tall and straight back was a little lonely.

How on earth should he prove that he has never thought about something that does not belong to him.

(End of this chapter)