After walking out of the Yamen, Song Qian couldn't help but sigh.
"The name Uncle Zhao is really correct. It's so reliable!"
"really!"
With Zhao Dezhu's promise, Song Xuan felt a lot more relaxed. With such an officer behind him who was willing to take responsibility for his subordinates, anyone would feel much more comfortable.
When I got home, the sky was already dark.
It was rare for his father, Song Yuanshan, to come home early. He had been notified that his two children had passed the examination of the second-class Xuanyi Guards. He was in a good mood and bought a jar of wine on the way.
Her mother, Mrs. Song Lin, had prepared a table of food and wine. Song Qian could smell the aroma before she even entered the door, and was about to approach the table with a smile.
Mrs. Song Lin patted her hand and said, "You are already a big girl and you are still so frizzy. Wash your hands!"
"Okay~~"
Song Qian hummed a song and went to the yard to wash her hands. While washing, she joked to her father who was standing in the yard doing boxing: "Dad, are you doing senior aerobics?"
Senior aerobics?
Song Yuanshan had a black line on his forehead and subconsciously touched his waist for the Septwolves belt given by his son.
But after touching around and finding nothing, I remembered that I was wearing looser home clothes at home today and didn't need a belt.
"Don't learn nonsense words from your brother all day long. It doesn't matter to him that he is a man, but you are a girl who is crazy all day long. Who will dare to marry her in the future?"
Song Qian said nonchalantly: "This heroine has a high vision. How can I marry anyone who wants to?"
Song Yuanshan grunted twice, probably thinking that his daughter was too old to be beaten anymore, so he immediately flicked his sleeves and said, "Come in, let's eat!"
"Did you make our father angry again?"
At the dinner table, Song Xuan teased his sister.
Song Qian stuck out her tongue at him, picked up the flask and poured wine into her father's glass, "I was just joking with my father. Our father is a prime minister who can support a boat. How could he be angry with a little girl like me? "
After receiving such flattery, Song Yuanshan's face suddenly became much better, and he said with a smile: "Girl, give your brother a drink too."
Song Qian curled her lips, Lao Song is just partial, I am always the one pouring the wine, and I am never the one who drinks.
Of course, she just dared to mutter a few words in her heart, but she really didn't dare to say such complaints in front of her father.
Dad’s seven wolves were never used as decorations.
"Come on, boss, let's meet one another!"
Song Yuanshan held the wine glass, clinked it with Song Xuan and drank it down, then the conversation started.
"Boss, you are the eldest brother. You have to take more care of your sister in the future, do you understand?"
"Well, don't worry, Dad!" Song Xuan nodded hurriedly.
"I also heard about your assessment today. It was said that it was very bloody?"
Song Xuan nodded.
"It's better to be bloody!" Song Yuanshan clapped his hands and said with a smile: "In our line of work, your hands will be stained with blood sooner or later. There will be more bloody things in the future, and you will gradually get used to it."
Song Xuan continued to nod. He knew that these were just foreshadowing, and the real topic that his father wanted to talk about was still coming later.
"When I was your age..."
Song Xuan's mind moved and he knew that the main topic had begun.
Song Yuanshan looked like he was reminiscing, "When I was your age, at least dozens of ruthless bandits, bandits, and martial arts scum died in my hands.
Of course, this is what our family's hereditary Xuanyi guards do, and it's nothing to show off.
What your father and I are really proud of is that we were married to your mother before I was twenty. Counting the time, I was twenty years old, which was the year you were born. "
Song Xuan turned his face to the side speechlessly, just in time to see Song Qian smiling and winking at him.
"Well, when a man is alive, success and fame are not his skills. Having children and grandchildren is his real skill. Boss, dad knows that you have a knot in your mind, so I never mentioned marriage to you.
But you are indeed not young now, and it is indeed not easy for our old Song family to pass on to you. There are some things that you should really consider. "
Song Xuan rubbed his forehead. It was hard for him to refute this matter when men got married and women got married. At that moment, he winked at Song Qian and motioned for her to come to the rescue.
Song Qian understood and poured another glass of wine for Song Yuanshan.
"Dad, you are too hasty. My brother and I have just been promoted to the second-class Xuanyi Guards, and we haven't secured our positions yet. Can't we wait a few more days?"
"Besides, Uncle Zhao just gave us an out-of-town case. This case is quite urgent. We have to leave early tomorrow morning. After this period of busy work is over, we can study my brother's marriage. How about it?"
When she said this, Song Yuanshan hesitated for a moment, "Well, you can handle the case, and your mother and I can also find a matchmaker to discuss the details first.
Your mother and I are very fond of Qingshuang, the second daughter of the old Lu family. If you don't have any objections, you can settle the matter first.
After all, you and the eldest girl of the old Lu family were planning to make a marriage contract back then..."
Before he could finish his words, Song Xuan's face became a little strange. He immediately put down his chopsticks and stood up and said, "Father, mother, you eat first. I'll go back to my room after I'm full!"
With that said, regardless of whether Song Yuanshan's face looked good or not, he turned around and walked away.
"This kid!"
Song Yuanshan's cheeks trembled with anger, "My wings are stiff, and I don't even want to listen to what I say!"
His mother, Song Lin, took his arm and complained: "Didn't I tell you? I was only talking about the engagement. Why did you mention that eldest girl from the Lu family again?"
Song Yuanshan opened his mouth, patted his forehead, with a look of annoyance on his face, "I drank some wine and stopped talking when my brain got hot. It's been five years, why hasn't the hurdle in this child's heart passed yet?"
Sighing, he sat down and continued drinking, "Forget it, let him be. He is no longer a child. Can I control him for a while? Can I control him for the rest of his life?"
The meal ended unhappily.
After turning off the lights, Song Qian quietly came to the door of Song Xuan's room in the dark and shouted in a low voice: "Brother, open the door, I have something to talk to you."
In the room, Song Xuan was sitting cross-legged practicing the Pure Yang Wuji Boy's Kung Fu. In the night, the pure Yang internal energy was like streaks of golden light constantly traveling through his internal organs.
There was even a faint golden fluorescence coming out of his body, making him look like a golden statue.
Hearing Song Qian's voice, Song Xuan slowly stopped his power and responded lightly.
"Go to sleep. If we have anything to do, we'll talk about it on the road tomorrow!"
Song Qian said oh and tiptoed back to her room.
In the yard, Song Yuanshan and his wife watched this scene secretly, and then cautiously returned to the house.
After closing the door, Song Yuanshan sighed helplessly, "In the past few years, this kid has been listening to music with Lu Xiaoliu a lot, and I thought he had turned away.
Unexpectedly, hey... why did my Song family have such a love interest like him!
I don’t believe it. There are so many good girls in the world. She, Lu Qingxue, left without saying goodbye. Could it be that I, son of the Song family, would not be able to get a wife? "
