Attack again

For the first time, Jing Xiaoying did not feel dissatisfied when she heard this title. She was so excited that she dropped all the bowls on her body.

She immediately felt cold, it was over

Sure enough, the next second I heard Guan Mishan say: "It's broken? Then just add another stick of incense."

"Master, Song Baoling is back, please let me go." After Jing Xiaoying said that, she turned to the door and urged: "Song Baoling, you should come out quickly!"

Song Baoling and Lian Jiao slowly came out from behind. Jing Xiaoying's eyes lit up and she immediately reached out to grab them.

Lian Jiao lowered her head and pinched the corner of her clothes, "Master, how did you know it was us?"

"First, identify the voices. Second, other people in the house will not sneak around outside the door at this time. The most important thing is the pair of shoes on Lian Jiao's feet."

Guan Jianshan spoke eloquently, and Lianjiao realized that they were full of flaws, "Master, you can't just let us start as soon as you come back. You have to give us some time to rest."

"You haven't had enough rest in the past half month?" Guan Jianshan smiled slightly and his tone was teasing.

Lian Jiao pursed her lips and said, "Don't mention it, it's not rest at all."

After dinner, Song Mochuan asked Song Baoling to go to the study with him, and Mrs. Song kept telling her.

Song Mo, on the other hand, could not tell whether he was happy or angry, and only stared at Song Baoling with a deep look.

But I didn’t seem to see them until I came out of the illusion.

"Yaolou...'s medicine." Song Baoling closed her eyes tightly and spoke very softly, but Lianjiao heard it clearly and immediately set out to look for Yaolou.

"Even if the two of them come back, you have to stay here for me unless you want to leave the Hou Mansion."

After the people outside the door went down, she ran to the mirror and asked Lianjiao, "Am I very haggard now?"

In the study, father and daughter were sitting opposite each other, and Song Baoling was a little nervous.

On the contrary, Song Baoling felt warm in her heart. Her grandmother even said she wouldn't help her, but in the end she was even more upset than she was.

She applied some rouge and made sure there was nothing wrong before heading to the place to eat.

Lian Jiao helped her up, and Song Baoling's chest rose and fell, breathing slightly to relieve the remaining pain.

It's just risking your life.

Only then did Mrs. Song go back with peace of mind.

At this moment, he was lying quietly in a corner of the room, extremely far away.

Song Baoling sat down in her seat embarrassedly, and Song Lianming quickly came out to smooth things over.

"Ah?" Jing Xiaoying expressed her dissatisfaction in a long tone, "Then I have to stay for another three days?"

Song Baoling waved her hand, "I asked her to hide it. You must not tell your uncle about this, do you understand?"

Song Mochuan's lips moved, and he said with a strange tone: "The name is so unfamiliar, people who don't know would think it's the first time you see me."

"Then they should have left early." Song Baoling concluded.

Although Lian Jiao didn't understand what she was doing, she still nodded obediently.

"Baoling, dad is just telling the truth. Eat this to replenish your body. You've already lost weight." Song Lianming kept picking vegetables into Song Baoling's bowl.

"Dad." Song Baoling called hesitantly.

After a few days of no recurrence, she almost forgot that this happened, and the medicine was still placed in the medicine room together with the herbs collected from Ye Lanchen.

Until Song Baoling woke up from the pain, she was weak and sweating coldly. The pain was unbearable and she couldn't make a sound.

Lian Jiao said angrily, having already regarded Haenyeo as a liar.

Mrs. Song couldn't refuse, so Song Mochuan had no choice but to give up.

Just when Song Baoling was about to make up a random reason, Song Mochuan spoke again, "It's because of Jun Tingsheng again, isn't it?"

Mrs. Song patted Song Mochuan hard and exposed it directly.

Her face was still a little pale, especially her lips, which were now bloodless and looked like she was terminally ill.

Song Mochuan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Mom, this is my daughter too. Of course I feel sorry for her. I just want to say a few words to her."

"I've already asked her to copy Buddhist scriptures five times, so let's just forget about it."

"Tell me, why did you go outside this time?" Song Mochuan asked, breaking the silence.

Song Baoling tightened her grip on the porcelain bottle, and she even forgot to ask the Haenyeo about her current situation.

Lian Jiao woke up just when she was about to faint from the pain, and the habit she had formed made her go to Song Baoling immediately.

She couldn't even reach Lian Jiao who was so close. She looked at the sky outside and saw that it was already evening.

"Didn't Haenyeo say that she would be fine soon? Why does it look more serious than last time?"

Jing Xiaoying let out a long wail regardless of her image, and even if she was reluctant, she would grit her teeth and persevere in order to stay in the Hou Mansion.

Guan Mishan extinguished the incense on the incense burner next to him, lit the two pillars again, and spoke mercilessly.

"At the end of the third round, did you see the group of Haenyeo and Chu Suci?" Song Baoling suddenly asked.

"Just say a few words and don't push the child too hard."

It stands to reason that people with obvious features like Chu Suci and Haenyeo should be able to see them at a glance in the crowd.

Song Baoling swallowed the pills hard before taking the water Lian Jiao handed her.

Guan Mishan thought for a moment and agreed, "Okay, I'll give you three days at most."

"Bang bang bang -" there was a knock on the door and a female voice, "Little miss, the master has asked you to have dinner."

"When the person didn't come back, he was talking about it every day. Now that the person has come back, he's like this again."

He now started calling Jun Tingsheng by his name directly, which shows his dissatisfaction with Jun Tingsheng.

Everyone was there except Song Lianze and Jing Waner. Song Lianming and Song Lianxin saw her with smiles on their faces.

"Can you wait until I finish copying the Buddhist scriptures before starting?" Song Baoling asked.

Song Lianxin glanced at Lianjiao covertly and pretended to be fine.

She didn't even know what Chu Suci had exchanged with Jun Tingsheng.

Song Mochuan snorted coldly, "I thought you didn't want this family anymore, but it turned out you were willing to come back."

After being reminded by Song Baoling, Lian Jiao recalled it carefully and said, "It seems that I really have no impression."

Based on this alone, Song Baoling admires Jing Xiaoying from a certain perspective.

Seeing her pale face, she immediately woke up and said anxiously, "Miss! What's wrong with you?"

He took out the porcelain bottle inside, poured out a few small black pills, fed them into Song Baoling's mouth, and then went to get a glass of water.

Song Baoling thought about it, got up and cleaned up immediately, and replied, "I know, I'll come right now."

She was so tired these days that Song Baoling almost fell asleep on the bed, and Lian Jiao also lay on the side and fell asleep soundly.

Song Mochuan's face was a little confused, "Mother."

Song Baoling's silence was regarded as acquiescence. After a while, he tentatively asked, "Dad, do you hate your uncle very much?"

Song Mochuan took a deep breath and shook his head, "I don't hate him. On the contrary, I admire him very much. He can make great achievements at a young age."

"But, I don't like it, and I hate it when you two have too much contact."

Compared with the previous euphemisms, Song Mochuan's words this time were straightforward and made his words clear.
Chapter completed!