Song Mingtian said, pointing to the person behind the Song family head.
When the drunkards saw that it was not the head of the Song family, but a teenage boy, they felt relieved and at the same time became bolder.
There was a drunkard who couldn't hold it in anymore and said rudely: "Well, who is it..."
He couldn't remember the boy's name for a long time. He just felt that he looked familiar, like the person he had just met. But when he thought about it, he suddenly felt that it didn't matter who he was.
"No matter what, anyway, if you don't drink the wine offered by my brother Tian, you are showing contempt for our brother Tian. Today you must drink the wine in your hand, otherwise..."
Before he could finish speaking, the head of the Song family quickly stopped him.
"We are all a family and should be harmonious. Why be so aggressive."
"Am I being aggressive? Head of the family, you can't say that. Who made him lose the face of our brother Tian? He deserves it!"
When he said this, a group of drunkards immediately echoed: "Yes, yes, he is not polite. As elders, we just want to teach him how to behave."
Next, the head of the Song family kept persuading and tried his best to suppress them. However, there were so many drunkards, and even the very sober head of the Song family seemed to be struggling.
Are you just planning to let some juniors go?
"Yes, it's what you think."
When the head of the Song family left, he looked at Song Qingji worriedly.
"It's not a big deal. Those people wanted Song Qingji to drink, but Qingji didn't agree. They wanted to embarrass him."
"He didn't drink, did he?" Patriarch Song asked.
He remembered that some of the older tribesmen had very advanced cultivation levels, much higher than those of the younger generation, and had richer experience. For some reason, Dad only assessed some of the younger generation.
Patriarch Song knew clearly what his son was thinking.
Before Patriarch Song had finished speaking, Patriarch Song understood.
At this time, when Patriarch Song mentioned something, he figured it out.
"I got some news from inside, saying that there is a sudden change in the Northern Galaxy. It is estimated that the Federation will let some family members join the army in a while. Our family has no military and political achievements, and this is just an opportunity. We must seize it.
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After figuring this out, Patriarch Song went to find Patriarch Song with peace of mind.
"That's all you need to know. There are still some details that are easy to overlook. Please sit over here and I'll talk to you."
"No."
Mrs. Song on the side listened to what they said about the unusual movements in the north, but did not avoid them.
If this is the case, then why?
"I'm trying to make some preparations for our family, the older ones..."
As the leader of a family, the education he received since childhood was how to manage a family well and how to carve out a better future for the family.
After he left, he didn't know if those people would make things difficult for Qing Ji.
"Father, I understand."
After talking for a while, his mouth was already dry, so he picked up the tea on the table and drank it all. After quenching his thirst, he inadvertently glanced down and saw the head of the Song family and a group of people.
The family seems to be arguing about this.
Patriarch Song is the elder in the family. Seeing that his juniors are so eager to learn and ask for advice humbly, he imparts all the knowledge he knows to them without hesitation.
"That's why my father gathered the family members in the name of my mother taking over the wind and washing the dust, and hurriedly assessed the cultivation of some juniors." The head of the Song family understood, but for a moment, he thought of the problem again, and said doubtfully: "But,
Father, since the Federation wants to select some members of the family to prepare for the North Star Movement, why did Father only assess the cultivation of the juniors?"
At this moment, the female family members were still eating and chatting by themselves, and did not notice the movement here at all. The old patriarch Song was still among a group of juniors, but this time the children around him were all boys of his own race, and he had some questions.
consult.
"That's good."
Those people were obviously drunk, and they argued with the Song family head one by one. The Song family head obviously couldn't defeat them.
When the head of the Song family heard this, he felt a little confused. Why did he sense a hint of nervousness?
When I heard that my dust-cleansing party turned out to be a pretense, I felt quite dissatisfied.
Before he could say anything, he saw Mr. Song's head wink over.
"What happened just now?" Patriarch Song asked.
The head of the Song family felt relieved and turned to talk about another matter.
Patriarch Song didn't want to see his son being bullied by a group of drunkards, so he looked for a reason to call him over.
Maybe, but he believed that Qing Ji had a sense of propriety, and since he was still under the nose of the old Patriarch Song, they wouldn't be able to cause any trouble.
Finally, after several juniors left, Patriarch Song finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Mrs. Song understood what he meant and reluctantly got down from her seat and avoided them.
After Mrs. Song left, Patriarch Song and Song Ming just started chatting.
This chat lasted a long time.
Song Qingji, who was sitting below, had a hard time.
