After Song Heqi walked into the drug store, the first thing he saw was Feng Ying sitting in the main hall. The old lady was calm and relaxed, but just sitting there gave people an invisible pressure.

Song Heqi took a deep breath, took two steps forward, bowed his head, and said in a deep voice: "My little brother Song Heqi, I have met my elder sister."

If Li Nianfeng is a little tiger, Song Heqi can still rely on his seniority to rely on his elders and exert such pressure on him. However, facing Feng Ying, who has been suppressing Song Heqi since he was a child, Song Heqi really cannot and does not dare to

Too presumptuous.

Feng Ying ignored Song Heqi's greetings, her face remained calm, she pointed to another chair and said, "Sit down."

It stands to reason that Yuanrentang is the place of the Song family, and Feng Ying's behavior was somewhat anti-customer. However, Song Heqi didn't have any displeasure on his face and sat aside obediently. He didn't dare to say a word until Feng Ying opened his mouth to speak.

.

Song Heqi didn't have to wait long. Feng Ying opened her eyes and spoke in a calm voice that made it difficult to detect joy or anger.

"Heqi, we haven't seen each other for a long time."

Hearing Feng Ying ask this, Song Heqi first raised his hands and then spoke.

"Since my sister got married, she has been devoted to her husband and raising her children. Brother, I have indeed not seen my sister for a long time."

Feng Ying said with a smile: "Why, you still blame me, the old lady?"

Song Heqi quickly shook his head and waved his hands.

"I don't dare. How can I blame my sister? It's my fault that I was negligent and didn't go to give my sister a gift earlier. It's all my fault."

Feng Ying didn't answer, but stretched out her hand to touch the tea cup in front of her. It was a little cold, and she couldn't help but frown slightly.

Song Heqi also noticed it, and quickly stood up, picked up the teapot, and went out to find someone to replace it with a new pot of tea.

Feng Ying stopped him, shook his head and said, "No, it's cold. It's cold. The relationship between this person and others can be cold, let alone a bowl of tea?"

Song Heqi didn't dare to answer the conversation. He couldn't walk away with the teapot or put it down. The atmosphere was a bit awkward for a while.

Feng Ying did not embarrass the head of the Song family for too long. He waved his hand and said, "Leave it there. The tea is cold and you can't cover it to heat it."

Song Heqi looked embarrassed and put it back obediently. He really didn't expect that Feng Ying would be so angry today, and her words were so full of thorns that he didn't dare to answer the question at all.

It seems that it is a bit difficult to fool around today.

"Heqi, we have been playing together since childhood, right?"

Song and Qi had just sat back when they heard Feng Ying ask and quickly replied: "Yes, because there are only a few people of the same age in our generation, so except at night, we have never been apart during the day."

Feng Ying nodded.

"When we were young, you were different from others. You liked reading books since you were a child. Are you still reading now?"

Song Heqi was confused for a moment. He didn't know why Feng Ying asked this. Although he was a little murmuring in his heart, he answered quickly.

"It makes my sister laugh. I only have a few hobbies. When my father was alive, he spent a lot of money on me."

After hearing what Song Heqi said, Feng Ying narrowed her eyes and said in a deep voice: "Studying is not popular in our town. After all, it is of no use to us, but your kid just likes reading.

Remember why not?"

Song Heqi finally knew what Feng Ying wanted to say, because Song Heqi's first book was not given to him by his family, but was copied and given to him by Master Jiu, who was already quite famous in the town at that time.

Song Heqi was about to speak, but Feng Ying, who had been calm and composed since he came in, actually picked up the tea cup in front of him and threw it on Song Heqi's head. Song Heqi couldn't dodge, and his forehead suddenly turned purple.

Hearing the sound of breaking porcelain in the room, Li Nianfeng at the door thought something was wrong and quickly opened the door. But before he could go in, he saw Feng Ying pointing at the door and shouting: "Get out of here, I'm not done yet. This is not over yet."

In the past, I would break the legs of anyone who dared to come in."

Li Nianfeng knew my mother's temper, and secretly smiled bitterly in his heart, but he did not dare to say a word more, so he could only close the door obediently and continue to wait outside.

The head of the Song family who was beaten had no expression on his face at this time, and he was secretly relieved, but his face was a little frightened, and he spoke anxiously.

"My old sister, let's talk to you if you have anything to do. Don't get angry."

Feng Ying took a deep breath and said slowly: "Song Laosan, don't act pretentious in front of me. You don't know my temper, right? Among us back then, your boy was obviously the best, but you were beaten by me.

The most, do you know why?”

At this time, Song Heqi's face calmed down after hearing these straight-to-the-point words. He no longer pretended to be frightened and disgusted, and said with a smile: "I know, sister can't stand the fact that I do one thing on the surface and another behind my back, and I find it disgusting.

"

With a sarcastic look on her face, Feng Ying directly exposed Song Heqi's old background: "Yes, I just can't stand you. I haven't been able to stand you since I was a child, so I will find trouble and beat you up when nothing happens. But

To be honest, I have some regrets."

When Feng Ying said this, tears flowed down her face uncontrollably: "I regret that I didn't beat you to death. Song Laosan, you are the third eldest son in your family and the youngest, but you are the head of the family.

Can you sleep peacefully?"

Hearing this, Song Heqi's hands trembled and his expression became darker.

"This is a matter of my Song family. Sister, you are a little too lenient. Moreover, this happened many years ago. It is meaningless to talk about it now."

Feng Ying had tears on her face and said with a smile: "It really doesn't make sense, but I remember that when you inherited the position of head of the family, the factions in your family were very dissatisfied, right? Let me ask you, who helped you?

"

Song Heqi hid his left hand in his cuff, clenched his fist tightly, and his face was ashen.

"Feng Ying, I call you sister, don't really think you are my sister."

Feng Ying stood up, walked up to Song Heqi, and slapped him in the face. Half of Song Heqi's face turned red from the slap.

"Song Laosan, answer me."

Song Heqi first frowned and glared at Feng Ying, but when he saw Feng Ying's eyes, he seemed to be deflated and suddenly collapsed on the chair.

Song Heqi closed his eyes, and his whole figure suddenly looked much older.

"It was Master Jiu who helped me persuade those old immortals. Back then..."

Song Heqi was interrupted by Feng Ying before he finished speaking.

"Don't tell me about your family's bad things about sesame seeds and millet. I also come from a big family, not ordinary people. I know that we people are not clean, so no one needs to say who is wrong, but

I just want to ask you, Master Jiu is not bad to you."

Song Heqi closed his eyes and said feebly: "I really don't know about this matter. If I had known about it in advance, I would never have let that idiot Song Zhi do this."

Feng Ying burst out laughing when she heard this.

"Are you trying to say that this has nothing to do with you?"

Song Heqi shook his head: "How could it be irrelevant?"

Feng Ying had no expression on her face, waiting for Song Heqi's next words.

"Don't worry, I will give Master Jiu an answer."

Feng Ying was about to speak when she heard a loud noise coming from outside. She frowned and sat back down.

Song Heqi's face was sullen and full of anger. He had to bow his head in front of Feng Ying, but in front of others, he was still the head of the Song family.

Seeing that Feng Ying had no intention of intervening in this matter, Song Heqi stood up and opened the door.

Outside the door, Song Gui was leading a group of clerks from the drug store to confront Li Nianfeng. When Li Nianfeng saw Song Heqi coming out, his face was full of ridicule.

"The Song family is so majestic and powerful."

Song Heqi glanced at Li Nianfeng, waved his hand to Song Gui, and slapped him.

Song Gui didn't dare to dodge, half of his ears were beaten to the point of bleeding.

Knowing the temper of the family leader, Song Gui immediately knelt down to Li Nianfeng and begged for mercy. Seeing that the Song family's chief butler was like this, the guys behind him followed suit and knelt down a lot at once.

"Satisfied?"

Song Heqi said to Li Nianfeng expressionlessly.

Before Li Nianfeng could speak, Feng Ying's voice came out.

"Song Laosan, if you can get angry at me, how can you pretend to be in front of your children and slaves?"

Hearing Feng Ying's disrespectful words, Song Heqi's face turned even darker, but he couldn't turn around and leave, so he could only go back to the house.

"Sir, the things are here."

Seeing that his master was about to enter the house, Song Gui quickly spoke to remind him.

He just came to deliver something, but Li Nianfeng refused to let him in. After all, Song Gui was still a young man, and he was just afraid of delaying the family head's affairs. He didn't pay attention to the so-called young patriarch at all. It's not that he was not afraid of Li Nianfeng.

, but he is more afraid of Song Heqi than Li Nianfeng.

Song Heqi frowned and stretched out his hand. Song Gui quickly handed the thing over. Song Heqi took the thing and was about to enter the house, but was stopped by Li Nianfeng.

"Uncle Song, I told you, what you did is a bit unethical."

Song Heqi didn't speak, but moved his eyes to look at Feng Ying. At this time, Feng Ying spoke.

"Nian Feng, let your Uncle Song bring it in. I will tell you about the rules of the big family later."

Li Nianfeng looked ugly, but he still obediently moved out of the way.

After entering the house, Li Nianfeng closed the door, and Song Heqi shook out the silk in his hands.

"Old sister, I told you that I would give an explanation to Master Jiu."
To be continued...