Everyone dared not to follow Song Ci's words, and they didn't even dare to question them, especially when she woke up and was still weak, she didn't dare to question them, just do it.

Song Ci didn’t explain, and it was hard to explain. Anyway, the Song family does not lack this ability, so it’s good to move.

There is no perfect solution in the world, but when you are in front of natural disasters, prepare more materials to help others, so why not do it?

It is always good to be prepared for any eventuality.

Song Ci looked at Lu again and asked, "The third brother hasn't seen him for a long time. Where has he been? How long has it been?"

Lu was stunned for a moment, knowing that the old lady's memory was a little blurred again, and hurriedly said, "I went in June."

"Why haven't you returned to the mansion after so long? What's the best place to live in the ruined village? Let him come back early and get close to the children. Is it because he is a bad habit of learning from his father at this age and staying in the village all day long to make birds useless? Oh, he doesn't play with birds, he practices Taoism!"

I don’t know if it was the evil demon who practiced, which made everyone dark.

Old Master Song, who was holding a bird cage in his own yard, sneezed twice and spat, feeling that someone was scolding him. Needless to say, it must be an old woman. She has not had a good face since he came back.

Well, I heard that the old woman woke up, so it would be nice to go see her.

After hearing Song Ci's words, Lu said with a smile: "My mother said it well, my wife will send Cheng Yong to take him back."

"Well, go. The village is cool, but the disaster is serious, and there are refugees everywhere. Who knows if they will force themselves to break into the village? This is not new, and it will be safer when they come back."

Lu Nodded with a smile, scolding Song Zhiqing in his heart, and he didn't know how to come back.

"Madam, Madam!"

A sharp wail came from outside, extremely terrifying.

Inside the house, all the girls were shocked by the harsh sound and their hearts were jumping up.

Mrs. Song was vaguely attacked by Song Ci just now, and she was holding a burst of fire in her heart and scolded: "Who is this noise outside? I wonder if the lady needs to rest? Nanshan, go over and take a look."

Standing at the door, Nanshan nodded and walked out, but he was a servant, dressed in black, with white cloth wrapped around his waist and arms, and he was shocked.

"Old lady." Nanshan stood at the door and looked at Song Ci, looking panicked.

Song Ci frowned, reached out to Jiang Shi, signaling her to help her out and everyone followed.

"Madam."

As soon as Song Ci stepped out of the threshold, the servant knelt straight in front of the door between the east end, with a sad face.

His outfit is really too conspicuous and makes people feel angry, and everyone's faces turn pale.

Jiang trembled and scolded: "What are you howling?"

Never mind, don’t be what she thought, it’s Zhao'er that something happened.

Song Ci also pinched Jiang's arm tightly and raised his heart high.

"Madam, the third master, the third master is gone." The servant replied with a sad mourn and crawled on the ground.

"What?"

"The third brother?"

“Bad talk!”

"What did you say is gone?" Lu froze and asked mechanically: "Who did you say is gone?"

The servant shivered, looked up and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes with his arms, and cried and said, "Last night, a mob broke into Yuzhu Village and robbed him. The third master, he died under the mob knife."

Bang.

Lu fell back straight and fainted.

"Madam." Zhou's mother rushed over with a harsh stern voice.
Chapter completed!