Lao Yuan is such a dear granddaughter whose blood is thicker than water. She is all the strength that supports her. She hopes for her happiness more than anyone else, and is more afraid than any grandmother that her granddaughter will marry someone wrong.
people.
After much thought, she found that there was no better or more suitable person than Li Yang.
She knows the Li family well, and she also knows Li Donggua and his wife very well.
Only when she leaves in the future can she leave with peace of mind.
When I go underground, I can have a good explanation with my son and daughter-in-law, so that they can feel at ease.
The fire in the kitchen hall shone out, illuminating the corners of her wrinkled eyes with a faint glimmer of water.
Song Qiu looked down and saw clearly that her eyes were red with milk.
Her nose was sore and she was very moved.
This grandma who only thinks about her granddaughter and has plans for her granddaughter cannot help but be moved.
"Okay, let me think about it."
She needs to think about it carefully.
Old Yuan grinned after hearing this.
She just said that she was definitely not wrong. My granddaughter probably didn't understand it yet, but she could see that Aqiuna's reaction this morning was obviously different from the past.
Now that she had listened and was willing to think about it, she couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief and felt a lot more relieved.
Ah Ling stepped on the meal and got into the kitchen. When Old Yuan saw her, she said angrily: "Where did you go, you girl? You didn't get home until it was already dark."
The meat stir-fried with pickled cabbage was fragrant. Al-Ling took a sip and salivated.
"It smells so good, I'm starving to death."
As she said this, she grabbed her chopsticks and sat down, grabbed a bowl and started eating, "Mrs. Mo dragged me up the mountain to walk with her, and she didn't let me back until dark!"
Old Yuan heard this strangely, "You mean Aunt Mo? She goes up the mountain? You girl, what nonsense are you talking about? Aunt Mo has trouble walking around the village, but she can still go up the mountain."
Aling paused, came to his senses, and stuck out his tongue, "Hey! I'm not talking nonsense. Anyway, I'm just accompanying Mrs. Mo, and I'm not running around blindly."
Old Yuan gave her a piece of meat and said, "Okay, okay, you can't sit still." He looked like he didn't believe that she was accompanying Mrs. Mo up the mountain.
Song Qiu glanced at Aling, she blinked and signaled to go back to the house to talk.
This made Song Qiu feel itchy and even more curious.
The way Mrs. Mo acted this afternoon, she was obviously very familiar with Al-Ling, but how long had Al-Ling been in the village?
After eating, washing up, and returning to the house, Song Qiu couldn't wait to ask.
Al-Ling thought of being beaten by his uncle this afternoon, and after practicing Kungfu all afternoon, he felt extremely tired.
Now that her uncle is no longer avoiding her, he will ask her to get up early every day and follow him to practice, so she is no longer afraid to tell him.
"Sister Aqiu, I'm hiding this from you first. Grandma Mo is my master's uncle, my great-uncle. I just found out not long ago. At that time, someone was secretly watching us, and my great-uncle took action to solve it for us.
, she even showed up and fought with me, and then I found out who she was."
"That day when I came back from the town, I was attacked by someone. Later, it was my uncle who came to save me. Otherwise, how could I have defeated so many masters by myself?"
"I didn't say anything at first. I just couldn't figure out why my master died. King Hou seems to have set his sights on me, so he didn't dare to show it. My uncle didn't let me recognize her."
"It's different now. I already know the relationship between Prince Hou and his master. Today, my uncle said that the apprentice of her eldest brother who desperately escaped to deliver the message was my master. So this is why Prince Hou killed my master.
The truth is just to find out the whereabouts of Jin Jiawei."
"Uncle Master no longer avoids me, and urges me to practice every day, so he is no longer afraid to speak out."
When Song Qiu heard that it turned out to be like this, it was really fate.
The Al-Ling she brought back by chance on the way turned out to be Grandma Mo's nephew and grandson?
Without her master, Ah Ling has no relatives in the world. Now, it's good that she still has a master and uncle here. Song Qiu couldn't help but be happy for her.
"I have lived with my grandma in the same village for so long, but I didn't know that my grandma can actually do martial arts and is a master. No one in this village can tell. Didn't grandma say before that my grandma can't climb mountains because of her weak legs?
So if Grandma is so good at Kung Fu, she wants to urge you to practice Kung Fu, so you have to learn from her. Your master has not had time to teach you the Kung Fu of your master, and Grandma is willing to call you. If you study seriously, you will be able to defend yourself.
What a skill!"
Ah Ling nodded after hearing this, "Don't worry, uncle, sister. I will definitely learn from my uncle and strengthen my martial arts. If something like the last time happens again, I won't need my uncle to come to the rescue. I will definitely be able to survive alone."
I guarantee that we won’t even need to kill you everywhere, Sister Aqiu, you can’t even take a step to escape!”
Song Qiu smiled and said, "Great!"
Aling yawned, "I'm so tired today. My uncle told me to get up at 9 o'clock tomorrow and go to the mountain to wait for her. I want to go to bed quickly."
"Well, you can go to sleep." Song Qiu nodded and watched as Aling wrapped her quilt and rolled inside. After a while, she began to snore lightly.
She shook her head and laughed, took off her shoes and went to bed, got into her quilt, leaned against the head of the bed, reached under the pillow, and pulled out a small box.
The candle light was flickering. Song Qiu opened the box and saw a small box with exquisite workmanship. It was about the size of a palm. When he opened it, he saw a pleasant aroma, which was a box of rouge.
She thought about Li Mi's words and then Li Yang, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but curl up.
She promised her that she would think about it carefully this time, and she should think about it carefully.
No matter in her previous life or this life, she never planned to live without getting married and having children.
I never met the right person in my previous life, so I didn’t get married until I was 28.
In this life, maybe she was used to not worrying about fate in her previous life, so she wasn't in a hurry about it for a while.
But she is not in a hurry, there is always someone who will be anxious for her.
Due to the customs of this era, she cannot be allowed to be over twenty before she is a biological child.
Besides, people in this era generally don't live very long, so she can't wait too long for her milk.
It's just that she can't just find someone to get married to. She won't meet many suitable people of the opposite sex for a while, and the matchmaker's mouth is not very reliable.
So we are still waiting to see fate.
But fate seems to have chosen it for her. Looking around, to be honest, Li Yang is quite suitable for her regardless of his age or other factors.
If you want to bring in a wife, he can marry her. If you want her to marry, he can marry her. Either way will do. How good is it?
She didn't think about Li Yang at all at first. Firstly, she was older than Li Yang in her previous life, and secondly, Li Yang's appearance was not what she liked.
He is wearing a white shirt, his skin is white, he is as gentle as jade, he smiles with white teeth, and he is tall and thin.
Which girl has never dreamed of such a person?
But dreams are dreams, and they don’t necessarily have to come true.
If you think about it seriously, your appearance can be eaten as a meal, but you can live your life with a sense of security!
Song Qiu pursed his lips, thinking of Li Yang's broad chest and strong physique, and his eyebrows slightly curved.