I heard that Song Xiang’s mouth was a lie, and Qingcheng Bo had never dealt with him, so he always felt that he was too serious, but now he realized it.

This tongue has been trained after repeated training.

Look at what he said?

A mouthful of old blood from Qingcheng Bo's throat was about to spurt out.

It is obvious that I have a token that I have a great chance of winning, but now, haha.

"...You also know that those who join the army are lucky enough to earn military merits and promote. But it's not nice to say that they have tied their lives to their pants." Song Zhiyuan was still 'blame' and said apologetically: "If this child is lucky, he will come back to marry with all his legs, but if he is missing a short arm, he will be...ah."

He picked up the teacup, took a sip of tea, and left some space for Qingchengbo to "digest" it.

After swallowing a sip of tea, he said sincerely: "So what my father does is not a thing. How can my mother not scold him? We should be down-to-earth and marry someone. We also follow the three books and six rituals and follow the serious procedures. There is no such thing as he cheats people like him. If you don't say it well, you will decide first. If you don't cheat other girls, what's the point?"

Qingcheng Bo: "..."

I suspect you are scolding me.

Song Zhiyuan stood up and bowed to him, and said, "Brother, my father's mistake has been made. I, as my son, apologize to you."

The Qingcheng Bo smiled: "You heard it wrong. Your father and I decided to be your eldest son, so where is the young master of Xing Er?"

Song Zhiyuan said in surprise: "This is not possible. My father knew that my Su'er was talking about marriage, so how could he book a house for him? Is it a big deal? I have asked repeatedly that he booked it for my second nephew."

Qingcheng Bo's face turned green.

If you really want to sign up for the army, it is like your eldest son, and you will be a vain person. You don’t know when the other party will return. In the future, whether the other party dies or lives, will your granddaughter marry? Just like her aunt?

The uncle of Qingcheng took the teacup and took another sip. He deserved to be Song Xiang, so he just took the chess to revive it.

Song Zhiyuan had a shallow smile. Not to mention using the unlucky Zhaoer as a shield, even if the Qingcheng Bo Mansion was really determined and forced to stuff people over, he would find a way to retreat in the future.

He just bet on whether the uncle of Qingcheng would be the "unscrupulous" grandfather, and he wanted to conquer the relatives and offend the Song family to death, so he used this handle to exchange for something real.

That's right, in fact, everyone knows how this so-called oral agreement came about. Qingcheng Bo really wants to make a decision. If the girl doesn't marry, she will completely offend the Song family.

It would be better to take this token and replace it with it.

Qingcheng Bo was obviously a smart person and sighed: "Brother Boning is really, how can he be so confused? Look at this, alas, my granddaughter has really decided that she will not blame me as a grandfather in the future?"

"You must not say this to the marriage event, the parents' orders and matchmakers' words."

The Qingcheng Bo waved his hand and said, "I said, I am old and I can't see the separation of life and death. If you don't say anything else, you are not an outsider. You were a classmate with my unfilial son, so naturally you also know about a lawsuit in him?"

“A little news.”
Chapter completed!