Devil Lord, You Lose Your Soul

Since then, there has been a gentleman in the Song family. This gentleman is very popular with the children of the Song family, because he never teaches them with books that make them want to sleep.

Mr. Song knows a lot, and he will tell them stories and stories that they have never heard before. It is clear that what Mr. song tells and what is in the book are actually the same thing, but it will become much more interesting when Mr. song says it.

More importantly, Mr. Song will play with them.

In other words, Mr. Song likes to play more than them.

Song Huisheng has discovered this for a long time, because Song Wei's eyes are the brightest when he is playing with his younger brothers and sisters, and they are very beautiful.

"There's no one who's more crazy than a student." Song echo thought, holding a handful of snow will hit song Wei, but Song Wei will not be like before, standing in the same place, he smashed.

Song Wei will escape, but also catch the snow ball hit back.

Song Huisheng was knocked back and fell into the snow. He didn't rush to get up, so he just lay down and looked at the sky and suddenly began to laugh.

This smile can't stop.

Song Wei heard his laughter and stood watching. Song Xiaoba stood beside him. Nuo Nuo said, "big brother hasn't laughed so happily for a long time. Last time, it was because of you, sir."

Last time Song Hui laughed, it was the day that Song Wei first appeared outside song Fu.

Song Jiayuan himself is more than others. His husband has four sons under his knees, but they all died in the battlefield later. One of the four daughters-in-law died in love, and the other three hastily forced the old lady to give a divorce and remarry before their husband's body was sent back.

In the end, there was only one old man with eight children left in the more bustling song mansion. Fortunately, song Huisheng had come to be sensible. Old man song could not stand the blow of the white haired man sending the black haired man. He was seriously ill. Although he was cured, he was still in a daze.

There was only one echo of the Song Dynasty.

Fortunately, song Fu was originally a rich family, and the custom of Yucheng was excellent, so the neighbors took good care of them.

Life in the Song Dynasty is OK.

Song Wei had planned to leave when the snow melted, but the snow had already melted, and the peach and plum trees were all in bud. He never thought of leaving again.

And song echo did not mention it again.

Song Wei stayed here for a long time, until Mrs. song never woke up in one night's sleep. He could help manage the funeral and bury Mrs. song.

On the night of the wake, the seven children were coaxed back. Only song Huisheng and Song Wei were still in the hall. Song Huisheng had a low fever, but he still didn't want to go.

Burning his face a little red, Song Wei thought about it and brought a basin of water to wipe his face and palm.

"Mr. Song." Song Hui Hui suddenly called him.

Song echo has passed the time of voice change. The hoarseness in his voice recedes and becomes clear. Even his height sprouts up. Originally, he only reached Song Wei's chest, but now he is even with Song Wei.

There's a hint of going beyond him.

Song Wei stops and looks up at him.

"Mr. Song, will you leave us?" Song echoed.

Probably because he was too nervous, he swallowed several times and held his hands tightly on his knees.

Song Huisheng thinks that he disguises well and behaves calmly, but his red eyes and fundus tension give vent to his insecurity because of his fever.